Aeolistic


Willkommen in Berlin!

As expected, I had a fantastic time in Berlin. These shots are from Neukölln, an area in the southeast of the city. Bethany and I took a walk along the canal and into the Türkische Markt. So many more photos to come! I’ve got a crazy couple of weeks in terms of work but I’ll do my best to post on the regular. In the meantime, do check out Bethany’s new fashion blog, The Arched Eyebrow. I think you’ll all approve.



Newcastle

On the Quayside market, there was an amazing mirror stall.

I was nursing a sore head and stiff body when I wandered around the centre of Newcastle. I self-medicated with some chips with brown sauce and a slice of caramel shortbread (see above) and soon felt better.

Newcastle is a very pretty city. The layout of it is easy on the eye – roads wind up and down, interweaving with arches and other curved structures. There are plenty of quirks to it. Geordies are also very friendly. I took a taxi the night I got there and learned an impressive amount about the talkative driver’s life in the mere ten minutes I spent in his car. I felt bad for being such a cynical Londoner, wondering what these lovely people really wanted from me. It was a refreshing experience and I’d definitely like to go back when I have more time to soak it in.



A spring in your step

Rarely do I like one of my own photos as much as this one (above) – mainly because it was such a fluke shot. I love playing around with reflections and mirror images.

I’m clawing my way out of my photo slump, slowly but surely. It could be described more accurately as a creative slump but I’ve been making waves over the past few weeks – sewing, music, taking photos (jack of all trades, master of none). And yesterday, after a few years of avoidance, I went and bought a sketchbook and some pencils. It’s going to be like trying to write in a different language on the first few attempts but at least it’s something to do that isn’t panicking over general life confusion. I swear most of my friends feel as confused as I am right now about what to do with their lives. Perhaps it’s a quarter-life crisis or something, catalysed by the dismal job market. Instead of dying my hair and buying a leather jacket/expensive car, I’m grasping at creative straws to compensate for relative failure in the non-creative aspects of my life. Making things proves that I am productive and making progress as there is something tangible to show for my efforts.

It’s funny, actually. One of my friends called last night for a general catch-up. He said, “I knew something was up as soon as you said you’d bought a new sketchbook.” I’m that easy to read, it seems! I guess the choice I made between creative and non-creative (not that it’s so rigidly defined, but humour me) will always leave a ‘what if’ or a temporary get-out clause if everything isn’t going to plan.



Guadalajara, Guadalajaraaaaaaa!

I’m working through the backlog of interesting 2009 experiences, and I’ve reached Mexico. I loved my two weeks in Mexico and it’s my goal to get myself there again next year. The food, the heat, the music, the beer. I never used to like beer but now there’s little better for me than a good, light beer with a slice of lime. Gorgeous.

I need to get back in the habit of taking my camera everywhere with me. It’s just so cold and I don’t fancy freezing my fingers off in the wind and the rain. Clearly gloves are the answer!



Art holds fast when all else is lost.

I wandered around Brick Lane the other week with a couple of friends. We found an amazing ukelele shop but I was too awestruck to remember to take any photos. I’ll have to venture back! I’m looking for a good ukulele in the hope of rekindling an interest in playing music again. There were sparkly ones, so this plan might work. A degree in politics may have just ruined me for anything creative, but we shall see!