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.

In 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.

One month after my return from Gran Canaria, I moved house to permanently relocate to the center of Leipzig – an intention would turn out to be misguided, but at the time I was blissfully unaware about the dark side of my new life.

September was about immersing myself in the parks surrounding my home. This connection to myself and nature helped envisioning the positive changes and expansion I wanted to bring about in my life and art.

In the sweet spot between falling in loving and completely drowning in it, I went through a period of exuberant creativity which found its climax in the 2022 Erfurt Graphit Festival, a beautiful gathering that made me feel sane even though things were starting to slip.