2016 Kawasaki KLR650 (Model KL650EGF), VIN JKAKLEE15GDA87764, B.C. licence plate W74907, Nina at head of Lane 30 for the 3:15 pm sailing to Duke Point, Vancouver Island, B.C. at BC Ferries Tsawwassen ferry terminal, Delta, B.C., Canada on Monday, July 24, 2017 at 13:39 PDT.

[2010 Nikon D3100 14.2 megapixel DX-format DSLR Nikon F-mount camera, s/n 5119118; Nikon AF-S DX Nikkor 35mm f/1.8G lens, s/n 2874760, with 52mm B+W UV Haze filter]

© Copyright words and photographs by Stephan Alexander Scharnberg, July 2017

Monday, July 4, 2011

more of Uwe Kündrunar Scharnberg, 1929–1937

My father, Uwe Kündrunar Scharnberg, was a student of Anthroposophy, a co-worker in Camphill, a biodynamic gardener, and a tree planter.

He was born at 11:40 in the evening of March 10, 1929 in the Schwedenschanze, a thatched roof hut near the Lower Saxon village of Höhbeck-Brünkendorf, Landkreis Lüchow-Dannenberg, Niedersachsen, Germany. Later this hut was renovated and updated into a café-establishment, in operation for many years until recent renovations and again enlarged, becoming a boutique hotel about 2007 or 2008.

Uwe’s parents were Moritz Johann Heinrich Scharnberg and Othilie Rott.

My father lived with his mother in a number of locations “all over the place” as he recently told me. These included Niedersachsen, Ribnitz-Damgarten in Mecklenburg-Vorpommern near the Baltic coast, and later in Hamburg. As a result, it was difficult for him to make and keep friends. This and his quiet, shy, and humble Piscean nature were a challenge to friendships throughout his life.

At three years old, Uwe was sent by train from Ribnitz-Damgarten to Ober-Beerbach, Hessen, southeast of Darmstadt, via Frankfurt am Main, alone with a sign on a string, showing name, address, and destination, around his neck. This was somewhat common practice in those days and through World War Two. Fellow travellers and train conductors could escort the child to his or her next train. In Darmstadt he was met by his Uncle Hans, husband of his first godmother, Cläre Dähke. The Dähke’s were involved in the Christian Community (Die Christengemeinschaft) in Frankfurt am Main and Darmstadt.

Also, Uwe went on a trip with his mother to East Prussia (Ostpreußen). 

He commenced school at age seven, only completing seven years plus one year Berufsschule (apprenticeship school). The Second World War interferred with the education of many German children. In those days the school year started at Easter.

Uwe was not often with his father. His mother was nicknamed “Schimmel” by her friends. She was born in Barmen in the Wuppertal. His father was known by family and friends as “Hein”.

My father, Uwe Kündrunar Scharnberg, 1929–1937

Schwedenschanze, near Höhbeck-Brünkendorf, Landkreis Lüchow-Dannenberg, Niedersachsen, Deutschland in March 1929.

My paternal grandparents were Wandervögel (Wandering Birds), the hippies of Germany in the 1920s. Othilie Rott with son Uwe Kündrunar Scharnberg, Moritz Johann Heinrich Scharnberg, and Freidi Heinrichsdorff (grandfather’s daughter out-of-wedlock from a relationship with Martha Heinrichsdorff), at the Schwedenschanze in March 1929.

Othilie Rott with son Uwe Kündrunar Scharnberg in the Schwedenschanze in March 1929.

Othilie „Schimmel“ Rott, Uwe Kündrunar Scharnberg, and Moritz Johann Heinrich „Hein“ Scharnberg, at the Schwedenschanze on October 26, 1930.

Uwe with his mother in Freusburg bei Sieg in Easter 1931. [Archive Number F1 477/198] Photograph by Julius Groß, Friedenstr. 63, Berlin (renowned photographer of the Wandervögel movement). This photograph is the copyright of  the Archiv der deutschen Jugendbewegung (Archive of the German Youth Movement), Schloss Ludwigstein, near Witzenhausen, Hessen, Germany.

© Copyright photographs, Uwe Kündrunar Scharnberg, 1929–2010/Stephan Alexander Scharnberg, April 2010

Tuesday, June 7, 2011

Before I was conceived and born

My parents, Uwe Kündrunar Scharnberg and Doris Scharnberg, visiting friends in Victoria, Vancouver Island, B.C., Canada at Christmas 1961. My parents lived on Pandora St. near Vancouver St. in Victoria at the time. They were newly married two months earlier in a civil ceremony in Victoria.

[1959 Kodak Retina IIIS (Type 027) rangefinder 35-mm roll film camera, s/n 86125, with Schneider-Kreuznach Retina-Xenon 50-mm f/1.9 Synchro Compur lens, s/n 6841319]

© Copyright photograph by Uwe Kündrunar Scharnberg, December 1961 / Stephan Alexander Scharnberg, June 2011

Friday, January 28, 2011

Confirmation classes, 1976–1977

Every Saturday for two years, 1976 and 1977, I forced myself to awake at 4:00 am, eat a breakfast of oven-heated overnight porridge, and then father or mother would drive me from just south of Duncan to downtown Nanaimo for the six-o’clock CP Rail ferry, the MV Princess of Vancouverarriving at the looming black steel arch dock and ramp, situated several blocks west of the former site of CPR Pier D that burned down on July 27, 1938 and was never replaced, west of the Convention Centre, Canada Place with its famous sails construction and cruise ship berths, and the Seabus terminal near the north foot of Granville Street. I walked up to West Hastings and over to Granville, boarding one of the beloved, classic CCF (Canadian Car & Foundry) Brill model T-44, T-48, or T-48A trolley buses, operated by BC Hydro, stepping down near Woodland Drive, usually at Commercial, for the few blocks south to The Christian Community’s house on Frances Street.

Here we participated in our Confirmation classes, led with warmth and intelligence by Rev. Werner Hegg. The others in the group were Marius Krack, Andrew Rachel, Anna Driehuyzen, Celina Gold, Florette Snijders, and a Shields’ daughter. I alone would be invited for lunch prepared with love by Alsten Hegg, many of the in-season vegetables from their small garden plot behind the early-1900s three-storey house—my favourite, the swiss chard in a bechamel sauce and the grated carrot salad with organic Thompson raisins. Sometimes I stayed overnight for the Sunday service, and on these occasions at times even riding the bus back to White Rock with Marius, to return with the Krack’s the following morning.

On the more frequent occasions that I returned home the same day, I would often stop at Famous Foods on East Hastings for one or more items that mother needed, or further along at Woodward’s with its famous red neon sign, the rotating W. I then continued on a trolley for the Greyhound bus depot occupying a full block bound by Georgia, Dunsmuir, Beatty, and Hamilton. From here I rode the coach for a late afternoon or early evening BC Ferry sailing, Horseshoe Bay–Departure Bay. The route was code-shared between PSL (Pacific Stage Lines) and VICL (Vancouver Island Coach Lines). Father or mother would await my return at the bus depot at the edge of downtown Nanaimo, close by the CP Rail ferry dock. 

Monday, January 24, 2011

My Cameras

There are four cameras I have owned and used over the years. 

In the summer of 1975, a couple of months before my thirteenth birthday, I purchased a Rolleiflex 4x4 Baby Rolleiflex “Sport”, Model 4RF 430, TLR camera at a local garage sale. I have no record of its serial number. They were produced between June 1938 and February 1941, serial numbers from approximately 622.000 to 733.000. It was black, came in its well-worn brown leather case with strap, but no accessories and no manual. This model had a Zeiss Jena Tessar 60-mm f/2.8 taking lens, a Heidoscop Anastigmat 60-mm f/2.8 finder lens, a Compur Rapid, 1–1/500 sec., T & B, shutter, and used 4x4 film, Type 127 (A8). Film transportation was done by a winding lever with a red window for the first exposure, on the back of the camera, and a counter window for exposures 2 to 12. A single lever under the taking lens both cocked and released the shutter. The back displayed a depth of field scale and exposure guide. It had a blank film pressure plate and a sports hood with a pop-up magnifier. My camera was obviously well used with care as everything still functioned just fine. Just the removable plug over the red window was missing. I believe I paid $5.00 for it at the time, likely quite a bit for a pre-teen with no allowance, saving money from collecting pop and beer bottles in roadside ditches and delivering The Times Colonist newspaper in a local trailer park. I purchased it from a former Koksilah Elementary school principal. It taught me the basics of photography. I took many photographs with this camera, mostly of airplanes at the local annual Duncan Fly-In at the Duncan Airstrip off Langtry Road, up the hill from our house on Koksilah Road, south of Duncan, Vancouver Island, B.C., Canada, and on most of the events with the Royal Canadian Air Cadets, 744 Cowichan Squadron, such as gliding at Nanaimo Airport at Cassidy, Vancouver Island, B.C., summer camp for Basic Training at CFB Penhold near Red Deer, Alberta, and a few field trips to NAS (Naval Air Station) Whidbey Island near Oak Harbor, Washington, USA and the Boeing 747 factory at Paine Field, Everett, Washington. I can not remember what happened to this camera.

In about 1978 or 1979 I had an Agfamatic 100 viewfinder camera given to me by my maternal grandmother, Ottilie Dapprich, who immigrated to Canada from Westdeutschland in 1977. I commonly used Agfa Agfacolor Special CNS 126 20 DIN/80 ASA 20-exposure colour negative film. I used it primarily for photgraphs of airplanes at the local annual Duncan Fly-In. Only a handful of the aviation photographs from the Baby Rolleiflex and the Agfamatic have survived. I can not remember what happened to most of these photos.

Sometime before graduating Grade 12 in June 1981, I started using my father’s Kodak Retina IIIS, rather heavy and very solid. I eventually inherited the 1959 Kodak Retina IIIS  rangefinder 35-mm camera, s/n 86125 (my father bought it new from the factory in Stuttgart, Baden-Württemberg, Westdeutschland where his sister Raphaela worked for a couple of years assembling these cameras). I still have the Retina in my possession to this day. It is due for an extensive cleaning and servicing. It still takes pictures but has become somewhat stiff in its use. It sports a Schneider-Kreuznach Retina-Xenon 50-mm f/1.9 Synchro-Compur lens, s/n 6841319, and still has its original brown leather case, albeit the strap broke in the 1980s in Switzerland and was replaced with a wider generic aftermarket cloth strap. I also have the original manual in German, in well-used condition, but my father did not purchase any other lenses for it nor any accessories. The camera fell when the original strap broke, about four feet onto a dusty hiking trail in the Vaudois mountains. As a result, the lens received a dent at the rim, but no internal damage. I still took many good photographs with it until I purchased the Nikon FE2 in August 1985, from the proceeds of the 1968 Chevrolet Nova four-door sedan my parents had sold on my behalf the previous year.

On a four-week visit home from Camphill Perceval in St-Prex, Vaud, Switzerland, to my hometown of Duncan, I purchased a 1984 Nikon FE2 SLR 35-mm camera, s/n 1816483, with a Nikkor AI 50-mm f/1.8 lens, s/n 2336591, and a 52-mm polarizing filter, and added a Tamron AE 80–210-mm f/3.8~4 CF Tele-Macro Compact Zoom (Model 103A) Adaptall-2 lens with a 62-mm polarizing filter, and a camera bag, all three items I no longer have, and a shutter cable and tripod, both of which I still use. Its previous owner was a local professional photographer who rarely used the camera. It came, rather oddly, with a manual in French, which I still also have and can read, as I am fluent in French. It has never had a repair, only a couple of cleanings, in its 26 years. But now, since a few weeks ago, the A (automatic) setting no longer functions. All other functions are still good. It will need to be repaired for the first time in its life.