Ulrich Wüst's new monograph, Köln, has been published by Verlag Bernd Detsch. Ulrich Wüst is a master of city photography. With the eyes of a trained city planner, he roams through urban spaces such as Berlin and his hometown Magdeburg. A commissioned work takes him to the Rhineland in Cologne, unknown territory and a city that does not shine architecturally.
Ulrich Wüst's view on Cologne is unbiased. He explores the city, its architectural contrasts, discovers the juxtaposition of old and new –reminiscences of bygone eras, quickly patched war wounds, building sins, opulent buildings, house facades, forms of architecture and street escapes. Carefully composed in black and white, his pictures are deserted, but the architecture is reminiscent of the inhabitants of the otherwise lively Rhine metropolis. A photographic look at a city that is not usually called "beautiful," but is highly recognizable and has a strange uniqueness, because even Wüst, "who can put Rostock and Paros, San Cristobal and Hiddensee in flickering comparisons, has in Cologne found nothing else as Cologne." (Rolf Sachsse)
The black-and-white photographs were taken in 2005 and 2006 and are supplemented by outstanding text contributions by Hanns Zischler and Prof. Dr. med. Rolf Sachsse. "Ulrich Wüst succeeds in an outrageous way to soften the stones, to ask the building sins in the confessional of the photo story, and to refrain from playing the surviving older against the newly acquired, rugged beauties. Wüst gives us a new look at the old city on the Rhine." (Hanns Zischler in the foreword)
"Cologne, the distant Cologne, belonged to Prussia since 1815 – as history books tell me. Of course I can not understand it, because it remains very far away. Today I drive from Berlin over some borders that are not noticeable and over one border that no longer exists, but which still stands for something hard to define. So it was on "strange pavement" (my first working title), on which I moved and began my view from the outside, which was difficult at first, but which fascinated me increasingly." (Ulrich Wüst in the epilogue)