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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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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
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.