Artist’s sketchbook blog in the form of a visual journal sorted by month.
Due to an avalanche of commercial jobs and the fact that most of my friends and partners were away on trips, I battled a kind of emotional emptyness in September that also made its way into my sketchbook. Excited about fall, but not really sure what else, showing up to my practices was an uphill battle.
Read MoreAfter settling in at my new place, it became apparent once more that serene surroundings are not a guarantee for peace of mind. There’s a fine line between ease and grit where my neurotic self feels grounded, and I longed for ways to bring the grit back in – like making the switch from my sleek coworking space to a messy art studio.
Read MoreAfter moving house for the third time in three years, July was a much-needed recovery period from all the recent changes to my life. I spent it on making a home with my new domestic partner, practising tattooing and, most of all, bringing together inner opposites to finally feel a sense of peace.
Read MoreIn June I was supposed to attend a wedding, but had a breakdown the night before. The following weeks turned into an exploration towards an inner wedding instead – making peace between two parts of me that had been long at war – and so my trip to Lisbon became a honeymoon of sorts.
Read MoreBetween becoming a tattoo artist and my search for a place I could call home, I went through an intense period of inspiration, determination, and political organising to ward off my anxiety towards the ever-looming threat of fascism. But what if the fascism is coming from inside of the house?
Read MoreAfter my latest journey to Gran Canaria ended in a foreseeable catastrophe, I had to regroup once again in Leipzig. The holes in my life I had been distracting myself from became apparent, and so I set out to fix them.
Read MoreA time of death and rebirth. I spent February in Germany and returned to Gran Canaria once more in March to close a circuit that had been running for one and a half years.
Read MoreIn February my life in Leipzig intensified after I started working at a new creative coworking space, as well as moving into my new art studio – truly a room of one’s own, where amongst other things, my energy for polital activism reemerged.
Read MoreJanuary is a challenging month as it is. My sketchbook pages from one of the coldest times in Leipzig, spent in sub-zero temperatures.
Read MoreFor the end of the year I left Germany in favor of some much-needed enjoyment in Gran Canaria. But much like the first time I visited during my artist residency, things were darker than they seemed despite the tropical island setting.
Read MoreThe promise of new romantic adventures set the tone for the beginning of winter. In the remaining time before setting out to travel again, I was determined to make the most out of my communities at home.
Read MoreOctober was my second month of living in Tokyo and travelling through adjacent towns and landscapes. In many ways, this trip took me to my edge, which resulted in new ways of looking at my life in Leipzig.
Read MoreIn September, I embarked on a rather spontaneous six-week trip to Japan. With no travel intinerary, it was an exciting and challenging time that also marked the first intercontinental journey for me.
Read MoreAugust was an empty slate stretching in front of me. Where was I supposed to go next with my life? What if I was the one who authors it, and not some other entity or force?
Read MoreAfter moving house at the end of May, a new period began for me in June, a new place to live, a new identity – while also letting go of a relationship that couldn’t become what I wanted.
Read MoreWhile getting started on a new project about an ancient ritual site, things settled down a bit for me. Even though it was only a temporary living situation, I felt held by life.
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