Lots of things happening for me here in Germany. I am wakening at 3-4 am. I could say it is jet lag but Berlin is 9 hours ahead of Portland so that would have me on even crazier hours at home. Of course by 9 pm I am nearly face down on the table with the need to sleep.
Sabastion is waiting in the hall between our apts at 7:30 am so we get a brisk walk in. Along the walk I get my history lessons.
Inez is here at the studio promptly at 10 and we have our art classes until Sabastion calls us for lunch at 12:30.
In the afternoon we go out. Inez took me to a neighborhood that, like so many large cities have, started out as an industrial area that attracted the artists and then got gentrified and the artists can no longer afford to live there.
But the artists put their art on the walls and it is an ever changing art piece.
The neighborhood, Friedrichshain-Kreuzberg, was a trainride away. There were many small shops that made ducking into them most interesting.
This one was right outside the door of a small shop that we went into that sells “fair trade” items.
We were fortunate enough to be standing next to the large art wall when this guide, speaking remarkable “American” english, came along with her tour and we got to listen to her telling them about the wall and all the artists that are represented on it.
This is a portion of the wall. Just in the two weeks since Inez had been there much of the wall art had changed. Artists appling their art over others. Some of the artists have become very well known and now sell commisions of their art at very high prices.
This little guy has quite a reputation. She is seen in many places with different weapons. Not a very nice character as the story goes.
We took the train back. The rain and wind had started, it had gotten dark,so it was a good time to call it a day outside.
Inez and I came back and worked in the studio.
A very good, full, fun day.
