Lorettoberg Schlosscafe Small Room Freiburg Black Forest

You can see the smaller of the two rooms upstairs in the Jugendstil Building of the Schloss Cafe, Lorettoberg, Freiburg, Black Forest.

Especially the Wooden, Painted Roof Construction let you look upwards - and - gives a good example for interactive, panoramic photography (immersive photography, immersive images). Architecture and their Buildings can be explored in a different way.

Since there are the mobile devices it is even possible to drag the pictures with your fingers what gives even a haptic experience in Photography. With the gyrosensors of those devices another new dimension of the interactive panoramic photography comes up - to move the pictues with the help of the device.

Copyright: Manfred Huchler
Type: Spherical
Resolution: 10690x5345
Taken: 21/04/2011
送信日: 02/02/2012
更新日: 26/03/2015


Tags: freiburg; black forest; germany; lorettoberg; schlosscafe; schloßcafe; schloss cafe; schloß cafe; jugendstil; architecture; huchler; manfred huchler; roof construction; wooden roof
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