December 30, 2011

"on fresh things & last dances"

For two days in a row, I have been sleeping in and I am talking, getting up really late. I didn't manage to do half of what has been on the list and actually, only left the house to learn I am going to need glasses from now on. Watch out for my intellectual accessories, they are supposed to be ready within the next two weeks. Actually, it didn't come as a surprise and it kinda fits my expectations for the upcoming year; a lot of exciting changes. Sitting here, having a drink and letting my mind going through the old year, I feel exhausted and contend at the same time. Some tough moments have been followed by truly amazing ones, tears and laughter spread rather equal. Or is it, we note one more than the other. What I will keep close to my heart, are a big number of absolutely wonderful people that have crossed my path over the last twelve months. I am truly greatful for that and hope this will continue over next year. For now, I want thank you all for staying with the Fishbowl, for all the interest in the little stories I was writing, all those comments and emails. They have been a huge inspiration. I cannot say it often enough, how much this is appreciated. To relaxed endings, unknown beginnings, to a memorable old year and much hope for the new one. Cheers to you all.

December 27, 2011

"the opposite"

One happy moment directly influences the next one; the understanding of this, must have been my greatest Christmas present this year. What an amazing thing to spent the Holidays with people who are close to your heart and who make you feel very special. Thank you, family and friends, for such easy going, delicious, loud laughing and cosy hours. I have loved every minute of it and can't wait for another magic night to farewell the old year and welcome the sparkling new. I hope you all had such a good dose of fun, love and joy. Sometimes things simply cannot get any better.

December 24, 2011

"Happy Holidays"

Flying out of the Fishbowl; leaving to hug family and friends, to celebrate all that is good and of course, to make it a delicious party. The studio is almost sorted, some decoration inlcuded, we have nearly done all the dishes and only some mail is left on the desk. Maybe some dancing would be appropriate. For starters, I wish everybody a wonderful Christmas. Enjoy the upcoming days and take a break from the more difficult things. Happy Holidays to all of you!

December 21, 2011

"a humble artist"


Recently I got interviewed for w i r magazin, a publication for and about alumni of the Freie Universit├Ąt Berlin. It had been an article about former students, who are trying to make their way within the cultural industry and about the things that drive them the most. I had been telling the story about me and my beloved grandfather; a man who has been a huge inspiration to me ever since, someone who taught me to believe in myself, but also someone with quite a few shadows lingering around his biography. Coming to understand these kinda gaps, still keeps me thinking. It definitely has triggered my deep interest in personal and collective memories, the ways we handle them and what they mean to our present. A great part of my creative work involves that. Today a copy of the printed wir issue found it's way into the Fishbowl's mailbox and I have to say, it looks much better than I could have expected. Thank you Bernd Wannenmacher for a very pleasant experience and for pictures, even my critical self is totally comfortable with.

December 17, 2011

"two things left"

Yesterday's storm and heavy rain have gone and things seem to have calmed down. This has been a weird week; some hours busy like a hundred sparrows flapping their tiny wings. Other moments absolutely quiet, appearing like no busy Holiday season would exist at all. Nothing in between. Now, one week before Christmas there are two bigger events left, before we will finally start to dive into our own festive mode at the Fishbowl. The branch-sculptures are leaving for a little trip by tomorrow and a birthday is waiting right behind. Not too bad for a weekend perspective. I hope you will enjoy yours equally.

December 12, 2011

"on the change of affections"

Sometimes I will find myself making up stories of other people's lifes. In  my head, silently. On other occasions, though I probably shouldn't, it will be a more serious approach on what there is to hear or to witness. Not that it is my business, but I cannot help it. And then there are the moments, when their business will cross mine and I feel kinda helpness. Not knowing what to do. There is this girl living in our building. Right above our bedroom. She is a very nice and friendly person, rather shy, always with a sweet smile on her face. Whenever you'll meet her. Over the last four months though, she has developed a few habits, that are starting to really get to me. Besides taking a shower at least three times a day, especially before the first bird is even opening one eye and last times, somewhere around two o'clock at night, she also seems to clean her tiny appartment two times a day. Every day. Vacuum cleaning and furniture arranging, over your head, isn't exactly helpful, when you're trying to get to sleep. In the beginning I became quite angry, I even screamed towards the ceiling. But with all her machines and water running, of course, she didn't hear me. Luckily, she didn't notice one word I've shouted to her furiously, when I have no idea, what I am supposed to actually tell her. To stop that bloody noice, when it is clear as daylight, that something is wrong here. What would a discussion lead to? That something might have happened to her or that she had developed a serious mania of cleanliness. Who am I to tell her that. Who am I, to cross such a line, when she probably knows much more for herself anyway. When cleaning and showering could be the only ways to handle things right now. Last night, when listening to her raving and pacing around, I suddenly felt at peace. I made a descision to wait a while and see how things are a few weeks ahead. Of course, in the end, when she will go on, I'll have to have some kind of conversation. But for the moment, something is holding me back.

December 06, 2011

"less thunder, more light"

Very often, when working on an EnvironmentInstallation, the most tricky part is the lighting. It can get quite difficult to find the right colors, shades or forms, ready made in some shop. In the end, we will find ourselves designing lamps from scratch or from recycled, vintage pieces. I just love using things with some history im my art. As a lot of our visitors have been asking recently, where we buy our lamps from or if the ones they find in the studio are for sale, we've decided to give it a try and design some lampshades, not connected to any installation. This is what came out of it; a little Pop-up-store set up for the month of December, showcasing what we have been doing lately.

Opening hours at the
Takeaway-Art-Shop

Thursday & Friday 4 to 8 p.m.
Saturday 1 to 6 p.m.

Atelier Schmidt
Sanderstra├če 20
12047 Berlin
phone +493050968476

If you are in the Berlin area, you are most welcome to visit us at the Fishbowl, have a look around and maybe, share a cup of hot tea or a glass of red wine with us. For now, I desperately need some coffee and a good dose of christmas cookies, made by a dear friend. Maybe I will leave some for you.


"stocking up"

It has been a while, but now there are new things to find at the  
Come on over and have a look.
And, I promise more things will follow within the next days.

December 05, 2011

"loose ends"

It's been one hell of a busy week and I am actually not able to tell you how many hours we have spent in the Fishbowl. The only things I do know are, that those hours included more than 200 metres of string, tons of glue, stacks of paper, as well as almonds, chestnuts and even more lentils. In the middle of processes like this, I tend to become a tiny bit hysterical, but at the end of the day, the only thing that counts is the amazing feeling to have things set up and look the way you wanted to look them. In all modesty; a proud Monday moment. And a very gratefull one too, as this could not have been done without the incredible support of the husband. Thank you Mr. B. for all your energy and patience. Very soon I will post pictures from the Pop-up-Store and there are going to be fresh & shiny new pieces at the Takeaway-Art-Shop.