September 15, 2014

queen of colors


This is probably not the most innovative insight, but Holy Canneloni, time is running lately. Another Queen of Colors, meaning another week has past and we're already right into next one. Although we all seem to seek balance and are talking a lot, about the healthy speed of doing one thing at a time. It just happens so often. Our lifes are packed and colorful. And sometimes faster, than we are for our selfs. I'll take it, as long as it is good stuff buzzing around my head. And last week it was all buzzing delightfully. A studio dinner, an Open Studio and the discovery of figs, marinated in spicy orange juice. I have received the nicest of emails, met the smartest of people and I was able to tell some egocentrics to mind their own business. In a friendly and respectful way. Feels pretty good to me. What did you like about your last week?





 
 
 
 
 

September 14, 2014

the last of summer



Saying Goodbye to a season can be pretty delicious and awsome. So was last night. I am tired and still stuffed from a lot of lentil salad, pike perch, figs and chocolate gratineé. And from intense conversations and the adventures life puts on your table sometimes. This might sound a bit loaded, but all I can say right now is, to bring it on Fall. I can't wait.








 
 

September 12, 2014

open studio


Just a quick Friday visit, as we're in the middle of three busy days. If you happen to be in Berlin, we're having an Open Studio today. From 4 to 8 p.m. you're most welcome to stop by, look what we're up to in the Fishbowl and have a cup of coffee with us.

For all my other lovely readers, it might look grey out there. Perfect for a late breakfast and for reading books. Or for some really good, homemade food. We are also looking forward to another studio dinner. Whatever you're planning or simply let happen (sometimes the best of all), enjoy it with full passion.





 
 
 
 
 
 
 


September 10, 2014

reflections and such


The thing with large scale work, it'll stay a while. Sometimes weeks or months. And when we're talking self-portrait, sudden attacks of feeling shy, can make it even longer. As announced, I am back in the studio. Painting. And having fun. And fighting. For those who are artists themselves, you probably know what I am talking about. Facing your self is much more of an adventure, than talking about others. And it takes a good pinch of bravery. At least for me.