about a month ago i was in munich, travelling there by bus (8 hrs).
here’s what i saw on the way to munich: my three lovely colleagues eva, juliane & wiebke around me on the signature blue & green seats.
a guy eating his burger right out of the paper and our stop at mcdo (there was no alternative where the bus driver took his break).
and on our way back: these guys in front of us (it’s a double decker bus), one is playing some strategic game on his laptop or complaining loudly about his company’s ties to north corea (wonder which company he was talking about?!). the other is talking on his phone or snorring. the window was actually covered in dead flies & bugs.
in munich itself i didn’t really dare to draw that much. i was busy working at a comicfestival. so i only drew these three pictures:
(1) a little dog that had appeared in my dream. don’t let it fool you – it looks really cute, but it’s actually a very well-made robot meant to spy on us and collect all our information (that can be used against us). just like a smartphone, but more friendly.
(2) this old bus i really liked in a cosy coffee break.
(3) this strange building right next to the wiesn.
i like munich a lot. i prefer travelling by train.
a couple of weeks ago i was visiting the exhibition “fotografien werden bilder. die becher-klasse” at the städel museum in frankfurt. the exhibition shows photos by the first (and by now famous and acclaimed) students of bernd and hiller becher. it is a brilliant exhibition that i can only recommend (still going until august, 13th 2017).
i took a closer look at the photos i liked most by sketching them:
nach tata ronkholz: st. franziskusstr. 107 (düsseldorf), 1977/78.
nach thomas ruff: interieur 1d, 1982.
nach jörg sasse: 28246, 2000.
nach andreas gursky: teneriffa, schwimmbad, 1987.
a nice guard at the exhibition was interested in what i was doing and asked me for a look at all of my drawings when i was done. he seemed to be impressed, but not so much by the drawings but by my cheap biro: “hm… it’s hard with that pen… you can’t erase and correct things…”
sometimes i try drawing in the dark. for example in theatre plays. if you’ve seen my blog entry from a couple of weeks ago these two drawings might look familiar (from a stanislaw lem-reading at staatstheater darmstadt):
most of the time drawings in a theatre look horrible, because it simply is too dark and you don’t see any lines. but it’s fun. plus these costumes were too good not to try (worn by the choir in “marat/sade” by peter weiß at deutsches theater berlin, directed by stefan pucher):
the same goes for these two styles from august strindberg’s “totentanz” (directed by daniel foerster, schauspiel frankfurt):
i also draw imprecisely at concerts sometimes. i didn’t see any lines while drawing the band friends of gas, the coloring was done later. friends of gas were the opening act for the robocop kraus at festsaal kreuzberg (i didn’t draw robocop though, too busy dancing):
i can’t believe it’s already thursday! december 26th being a monday, but feeling like a sunday got me all confused. so here comes my wednesday’s blog on a thursday.
on sunday we visited my new nephew in cologne. welcome to the world, little vi.! very well done, lovely ka. & ch.!
my sister a. and little k. gave me this sketchbook for christmas which seems to work perfectly with my pentel brushpen…
here’s our very first christmas tree ever. it’s small and ugly and we love it very much.
pentel & sketchbook also kind of worked in a moving car. (no straight lines possible? no straight lines needed…) this is c.’s sister v. driving us from darmstadt to cologne.
the day after c. & i travelled to rostock for a day and the battery on my computer was flat for the last hour of the journey, so i had to stop working. i was able to watch c. reading lessing instead (in the background: mecklenburg vorpommén). no pentel and a different sketchbook, biro (a cheap one) & watercolours.
on our way back to darmstadt we saw a very cute girl with her parents (her dad is not in the picture, the old man just happened to sit next to them). they had lots of luggage and they all looked content but very tired. they must have been on the way home from some very long journey. the girl fell asleep as soon as the train started moving. arriving at their home station, her parents had to carry her on top of all the luggage.