summer memories

“An ordinary life was an obscure life, if we can extend the meaning of obscure to mean covered up by dailiness, glorious dailiness, shameful dailiness, dailiness that is difficult to figure out, that is not always clear until a long time afterward. Obscure: not readily noticed, easily understood, or clearly expressed. Which is a pretty…

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catch all the light out there

Summer’s here. I’m listening to Johnny Flynn (ever since we returned from South Africa), reading many brilliant books – Double Negative by Ivan Vladislavić, Too Much and Not the Mood by Durga Chew-Bose, Through Black Spruce by Joseph Boyden – with a pencil in each so I can underline the sentences and ideas. Getting out…

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Toronto in the summer

There is snow in Toronto right now. In my memory, there is still and will always be summer in the city: warm days spent on Toronto Island, in the Rooster Coffee House, eating burgers, cycling through busy downtown, reading in our quiet garden with squirrels jumping around, buying fruit and vegetables at the Chinese supermarkets,…

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summer on paper, summer through the window

Summer went by so quickly again; I split it in two, spent half of it at home in Berlin, and the other half in other places. Summer filled up so quickly – where did it go? I’m left on my desk with a pile of photos and papers, looking through the last months and through…

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currently collecting

I am currently collecting nights in tents, airbnb rooms, cabins and caves; kilometres on the road; views on forests, lakes, the sea and the skyline; undeveloped film rolls on the bed table; last bits of summer light; literature from little towns’ secondhand bookstores; maps from tourist information centres; words, pictures, music, moments, destinations. I’ll be…

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summer / here

Summer was full of good things. It turned out to be a season where I collected without organising. I gathered bus trips, visits, new and old places, new and old dreams, wrote everything down, looked at developed photos, could not catch up scanning them, so I kept taking more photos and wrote more lines. It…

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