‘Transience’ At the moment, I, or rather we, have settled in very well in our new home. We feel comfortable and are slowly getting to know where to find our things. Certain routines are establishing themselves, such as when to have breakfast, where we like to sit when reading or watching a film, where to retreat for a little nap or simply to get out into nature. I still lack the space to get creative. And the leisure time. But everything is in the starting blocks. The studio
‘The thing about entropy’ Sometimes life hits you with a hammer and leaves a hole that you can neither understand nor comprehend in any way. A vacuum is created in which time and space cannot be defined, in which everything mundane is pushed into the background. It's as if you're sitting in a fast train, the landscape rushing past you, only vaguely perceiving what exists out there and existing only in your own stream of consciousness. Although stream is probably the wrong ter
‘Regaining innocence’ During my walk along the banks of the Lech river this Sunday morning, I encountered numerous joggers. They can be divided into three categories: There are the experienced runners who do this not just once a week, but who run their laps in all weathers and at all times of the year. Their posture, their almost casual trot and their good but relaxed pace are evidence of countless repetitions and an almost meditative rhythm. Then there are the joggers who ru
