|Artwork by Inga Carriére for "SzenenWechsel"|
July 26, 2011
July 22, 2011
July 16, 2011
It is pretty obvious throughout the Fishbowl, that green is one of my all time favourite colors. They say green is the color of hope, but for me, shades of it feel rather vintagy and nostalgic, close to the past and my personal memories. Especially the scent of things being green, like cucumbers, avocados or limes, are strongly connected to the most important moments of my life. I can't help it, but smelling green makes me happy. Summer is back in Berlin; with the holidays still slowing city life down, the atmosphere is wonderful mellow and deliscious. As the man is working outside town over the weekend, I am looking forward to a lot of painting over the next days. I love my busy little family life, but with some huge things just around the corner, it is absolutely perfect to have the chance of diving deep down into work, celebrating intensive studio hours and sorting out my brain a bit. I hope you are going to have an inspirational and wonderful weekend too.
July 14, 2011
In the middle of sorting out things in the studio. After some kind of frustrating moments between
the old "One step ahead, two steps back" it seems clear to me; we have to do it all over again. Every
move we make, needs some questioning, some adjusting and, at the end of the day, another
good push forward. No matter what. Meaning, I have sorted out my Flickr account, lost it again,
screamed a little and now voilá, here we go:
atelier schmidt berlin's photostream
July 04, 2011
Relationships can always become a bit tricky and are of course, rarely an easy journey. Actually it doesn't matter what kind of relation we're talking about; be it friends, lovers or family, sometimes we will hit a bump. Totally unexpected. At least it might look so. It is raining here like crazy and things feel like some premature autumn has taken the city over. Bad weather and a break between projects, it made me thinking a lot lately. Especially about stuff that had been hidden in the back of my mind for long. Only after an extended coffee chat with a friend, they've suddenly reemerged up-front. I have never been a woman holding back her opinion. In fact, "A shut mouth catches no flies", is not exactly the story of my life. When struggling with something or someone, I just can not keep quiet. For the better or worse, I have to say what runs through my head. Most of the times I am at peace with this and believe, rather get into an argument, than practicing unhealthy wrenches. But, if someone who is kind of important to me, puts great meaning into something, I absolutely oppose to? If they love something, I find totally disgusting, what is there to do? As long as I remember I've always stumbled over situations like this; barely being able to decide weather to be silent or to speak out loud. Of course, the least I want is to hurt that person. On the other hand, when does hurting myself begin? Relationships are tricky, but the most precious thing we might have, and maybe it is not so bad to question how we handle them, once in a while.