The city wakes from its hibernation.
It is the 16th of February, the sun creeps out and warms our faces. A friend comes to visit from a different city and I show her around Münster. The sun is shining, it has put on its best face.
“The exhibits were displayed in a massive old industrial building. The crowds of visitors seemed to disappear into the shadows and their voices echoed into a calming murmur…”
The American Author Raymond Chandler famously said, “I certainly admire people who do things” and even though I never really feel like I do all that much, occasionally, when I flick back through my diary I realise that I do in fact do a lot more than I think.
While travelling through Orkney this summer, I always had my sketchbook with me. The days were quite packed, so I didn’t have the opportunity to draw as much as I had planned but I did manage to fill some of the pages though…
If you compare it to the landscape of the other Orkney islands, the island of Hoy stands alone. The Orkney Mainland has rolling hills and bright green fields bursting with life. Hoy is an ominous shadow looming over it.
The sand on the beaches here is white and glitters, the remnants of sea shells ground to dust. Cliffs are layer on layer of coloured sand stacked up and compressed to rock. Standing on the cliff, I can still recognise the pattern that the last tide left in the sand below.
My Flat is underground and has a small patio which is accessible by climbing through the window. I have started a little photo project called “vor meinem Fenster” (outside my window” where, whenever I do something on my patio, I take a photo.