Down in the garden.
20130926
ADVENTURES FROM BERLIN TO POZNAŃ TO ŁÓDŹ
Shing, Elsa, Alex and myself have
become a bit of a travelling gang over the years, from Jordan to Norway, from here
and there…and what a lovely lot they are, new horizons never looked more
beautiful with them by my side. This summer, with itchy feet but slightly
strapped for funds we opted to jump across to Germany, renewing our friendship
with Berlin whilst also paying a visit to their neighbours in Poland.
We took Berlin at a summery pace…relaxed
and light, hoping to see something this time different from before. We took the
train to the beautiful Grunewald forest, tall trees and crepuscular sunshine, our
path always winding towards Teufelsberg (‘Devil’s Mountain’). In the heart of
all of this green is this mountain made by man, the rubble and wreckage, the
destruction of the War, piled high for trees and plants and life to take their root. Shing writes on her blog ‘what makes Teufelsberg unique, is that also buried
underneath, is the remains of the never completed Nazi military-technical
college (Wehrtechnische Fakultät) designed by Albert Speer (Hitler’s chief
architect and also known as ‘the Nazi who said sorry’ after admitting
responsibility at the Nuremberg Trials). The Allies tried in vain to demolish
the school using explosives, but it was so sturdy that covering it with debris
turned out to be the easier option.’
So up we went. The path wound
around the mountain, we wound around the mountain, we stopped for sandwiches, the
views were beautiful that day. Up and up, and peering now above the trees were
the spheres of the abandoned Teufelsberg Listening Station, my sister and Alex
had found out about this place after watching an interview with Pantha Du
Prince who spoke about the intense acoustics inside the main tower. And we
arrived, at the gateway of this fortress, ironed and barbed. This place was
abandoned, but squatters now ruled this kingdom..and they were its gate-keepers. So a toll was paid and entrance we granted. Wandering through these
buildings with their murals of rich graffiti, through their globular listening
stations, high above Berlin, up in the blue, in this unusual place, it felt
very special. We climbed the tallest tower, stairs spiralling towards a huge
sphere where a man sat with his guitar, and when he played, the music filled us
all.
A few days later we jumped on
another train across to Poland, where we visited Poznań. We met some lovely
people, ate some very nice food and passed the days in galleries and bustling
through the cobbled pavements of the streets of colourful buildings.
With a few David Lynch fans
amongst us we determined on a pilgrimage of sorts to Łódź, staying at the hotel where he shot his 2006 film ‘Inland
Empire’. Łódź is a city that seems to live in the memory of
industry and other glowing worlds of palaces and grand buildings, where the residue of war has taken root in the sympathetic crumble of facades. If
you visit, wander over to the Manufaktura, the reincarnation of a 19th
century weaving plant. A place which houses, amongst many things, the wonderful
gallery Ms² - Muzeum Sztuki, where beautiful objects find their
home.
Soon after that, it was time to go
home.
20130924
PRISM
You tremble
Like shaking
light
Splitting
into perfect colours,
But you do your very best
Just for now,
to feel ordinary
20130916
20130910
PRINT DESIGN FOR PAUL SMITH
I had the lovely pleasure of designing an exclusive hand drawn print for British fashion-house Paul Smith recently, I've included a little 'work in progress' image of the design in the middle stages of the project. The print includes all sorts of little bits and pieces from a free falling tabby to a bird's wing or two.
The t-shirt retails for around £105.00 so snap one up before the sunshine fades to grey.
x
TWIN
A drawing of my twin sis, yes, I agree, she looks like a little girl in it...here's to getting old and crusty together dear sister. Go have a look at her nomadic adventures as she travels around the world http://www.theculturemap.com/ x
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