hitting the road # 1

Thats it! I am on the road! After having been patient for the last two years in which most of my friends toured the world it s me turn now.

The last days in Berlin were sunny, incredibly beautiful and peaceful, most of all.
I painted a lot in a super beautiful studio called "Welturlaub" which means as much as "world holiday" which it was, indeed.
The people were marvellous, loving, living, genuine, pure.
Of course it was stressy to pack in the last minute and get stuff done, of course I left a chaos behind me, I don t know whether it counts as an excuse to say that all I did was to live up to my reputation....
Anyways. I flew down to Basel, met unfortunately only a few friends I really wanted to see, but time was simply too short, I had incredibly much to organize and was happy to fetch the train, at least.
Borbeth spontaneously came along to London, I know it is crazy but then again, she is nuts so who would be surprised by that. Heiko (her boyfriend) was to meet me in London on his way back to Germany and so we had a nice surprise for him. She helped me carrying my luggage and we slept at Frankfurt Hahn airport. The day in London was sort of exhausting but very nice and I was more than happy to spend my time with them. We stayed at the place of a guy from Couchsurfing who had stayed with my in Berlin in April or so. As he was working in a wine bar we had a couple of drinks for free and enjoyed ourselves very much.

My sister J arrived late at night, she flew in from Sweden. Now I am with her in S near London visiting my family from dad s side, it is wonderful, a small little English town with small houses, gorgeous nature around and, aaaah, just nice people. I love it and I love the food and the quietness and lying on their couch and sleeping... peacefully. it is amazing how good it is and how relaxing....

so, dear friends all over, tomorrow I will fly to New York and hope to find a shelter there....
I ll post more later. I keep you close to my heart...
G

cluture clash. sad leaving

I am listening to 'culture clash'. sitting at the computer i spent so many nights at last year.
I am leaving ECLA now for 'good'. for a year minimum.
i just wrote a friend that it feels weird being here. that it feels wrong. i don t belong here anymore. but watching my 'imprisoned clown' video of David's installation class just beams me right back to this time. it was fucking great man. GREAT. ohhh. sigh. it s sad
sad
to leave
sad sad sad.
i am so glad that i was able to be at ecla. it s a great place. although i hate it as much as i love it. but i am glad i did it. damn glad.

good bye pankow. good bye little planet. good bye ecla. good bye dear memories..........