The power of goodbye
A week completely in the sign of the farewell. First the goodbye to the beach life at the beginning of the week and then the experience of the last days in New York, before the return trip to Basel.
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Island Life
An entire week on Fire Island. Days that glide along carefree, like the ocean waves on the beach. And the rest of the world so far away. Switching off once more before the end of what could have stayed like this for a while longer.
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Just ordinary life
There are weeks where not much happens and they are quickly told. And they also happen in such exciting places as New York or Fire Island. This week is one of those.
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The (almost) perfect Fire Island life
This week I was caught up in the rhythm of island life. Surrounded by water, the rest of the world seems infinitely distant there. I found to myself, lived just for the moment and became open for new, creative ideas.
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What a difference a day makes
My summer in New York is always a time of extremes. An alternation between the hectic cosmopolitan city, with its impulsive energy and bustling life, on the one hand, and the seclusion of Fire Island on the other: peaceful nature, surrounded by the Atlantic Ocean, without cars, without stress, just sand, ocean, sky.
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From Basel to Paradise
Then it was there, the week of departure, the week of Adieu Basel and Hi there New York. In the end everything went very fast and I found myself physically faster in my other reality than my mind could follow first.
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Preparation Week
This is my last week in Basel and while I’m working off my todo lists and constantly making new lists, I’m trying to enjoy the time here again to the fullest.
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Summer Solstice
My Basel summer is in full swing and this week we reached the longest day of the year. Like every peak, this one is also based on the realization that things are now going downhill again.
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The most perfect summer week
I can’t complain about my life and every morning I look forward to the day ahead. But there are weeks that are a little more special than others and days that I look forward to especially. Last week was once again such a moment with ArtBasel taking place in the city.
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Back to reality number one
The trip from New York to Basel is always the most difficult of the travel constellations that occur in my life between New York and Basel. It almost always also means saying goodbye to my partner for several months, making the already difficult parting from The Big City that so much more difficult.
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Everyday’s life and New Jersey
The last two weeks have kind of blended together seamlessly. I found the days of the first week somehow too trivial to fill a blog post with. So there’s no overview of week 6. Although I did snap a few pictures that were taken while jogging in Central Park.
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Hopperesque days
Living in New York sometimes puts a little pressure on me. Though every time I come, I am spending several weeks here, it subconsciously feels like a limited period of time to me.
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Moving on
After the break due to a cold, I finally had a week in which things got going and in which there was also time for some New York city life. I’ve been thinking about connections and am making preparations for the first paintings I am going to realize in New York.
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Time out
This week is quickly told. I caught a cold and spent it mostly home and with a tissue in front of my face. So all came to a rest for a while.
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Arriving
The first full week in New York was all about arriving. Overcoming jet lag, getting into the rhythm and taking in the new studio. In addition a little bit of sightseeing.
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Transition week
The first week of the new year was marked by transitions. On the one hand by the temporal transition from 2022 to 2023, but mainly by my personal change of location from Basel to New York.
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Review October
I don’t know why, but I have never been a big friend of October. October definitely separates summer from winter, light from dark, warm from cold. Though this October was a bit different.
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Learning to let go
I have spent a lot of time in my life trying to find answers to the questions that bother me. At some point, I could no longer deal with the prefabricated solutions of the major religions. They offer thought models in which you can only believe. I wanted realistic answers to my questions instead.
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Marine Still Lifes
I have always been a mountain person rather than a sea one. I grew up in the hills of the Black Forest making trips to the Swiss alps with my parents. So I have always been surrounded by a horizon limited by mountains. It was only at the age of 16, that I saw the sea for the first time.
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Objects of common cognition
I knew Isamu Noguchi mainly for the Atari light objects, which I have seen and admired at Vitra. His sculptural work on the other hand was relatively unknown to me, although I had run across some of his work several times.
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