Thursday, 7. July 2016
As a cyclist in New York, you’re used to being bawled out by motorists and pedestrians. At least three times a day a taxi cuts off your path so blindly that you nearly fly over his yellow hood. Or a pedestrian crosses the street at a red light, glued to his smartphone and growls at you when you whistle in his ear and wake him from his Facebook coma.
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Tuesday, 28. June 2016
Walking into the atelier of my tailor, Rhys, is something reminiscent of some gorgeous, bygone era. Vintage sewing machines, dark, polished wooden floors and Rhys himself, adorned in suiting of his own creation. Immediately I feel comparatively quite scruffy and unsophisticated. My puppy-sitting friend du jour, darts around the sprawling open rooms past the other equally glamorous tailoring staff with jubilation as I quickly usher him back inside where he abruptly settles himself into a pile of old shirts. He is offered a bowl of water and I, a glass of Champagne from the in house bar. Immediately we both feel at home.
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Friday, 29. April 2016
One’s career in retail can often be charted against one’s loss of faith in humanity. Grumpy customers demanding lower and lower prices are held at one end whilst greedy fashion houses stand at the other. Usually on a yacht. Fanning themselves with money. In the middle are tired, under paid employees attempting to stay sane whilst supporting their family or just clawing their way through a degree. And of course a gradually deteriorating planet.
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Tuesday, 16. February 2016
Fathers have the habit of telling their children certain stories over and over again, till they can’t bear hearing them any longer. In my family one of these stories was how in 1968 a tornado swept through Pforzheim and tore out house walls, so that you could look into individual rooms as into a dollhouse. This story had a fascination for me that was somehow exotic. Every storm and every report on a tornado in the United States was an occasion for its re-telling.
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Thursday, 4. February 2016
Since I’ve had a flat with a balcony, I’ve had three boxes with geraniums hanging on it and the flowers are doing fairly well, I think
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