Marauding through what's left of Europe
The artist should not only paint what he sees before him, but also what he sees in himself. If, however, he sees nothing within him, then he should also refrain from painting what he sees before him.
Hello everyone! Hello to the half dozen of our old readers!, hello to you, fre...
After no less than seven months of work I've completed my first book. 28 woodcuts, all texts and titles set by hand, all printed and bound manually.
For a month now Leon has moved into a new studio.
Almost exactly one year ago I paid a visit to Amsterdam. A working trip, as usual, dedicating to checking out all the Rembrandts and Vincents.
On the chemistry of pigments and Newtonian liquids.
On Bruno Schulz, Stefan Sweig, Fouché, and Drohobycz.
A very quick, albeit fourth, visit to Paris.
Nothing against flattery, I'm too vain to refuse it; but it doesn't count if it's not well-deserved.
Intaglio and relief printing are two complete opposites in my practice. I grea...
Hitchhiking to Antwerpen set a new record for how many cars I needed: Münster ...
Now for a small interlude: Various drawings from various trips, recent or not....
Half a year after departing towards Rome, long since having returned back home...
Popular demand (believe it or not!) made me do it: Over the course of the next...
Instead of original content today we feature an article by Kurt Tucholsky.
Whenever I try out some new technique I find a pattern in my habits confirmed ...
Nelson, I have something for you ! Short explanation for everyone else:...
Where to next? It's not a question that would concern me on a daily basis, but...
To the subjects of the Queen Elizabeth Battenberg-Saxe-Coburg and Gotha, in...
We first noticed the rat two weeks ago. These days it's believable that wint...
A few days ago I was having a conversation with Stefan about stained glass win...
For weeks have we been silent: No time to write in these hurried last days of ...
We're awfully sorry for writing less and less; this affliction comes naturally...
High atop Genova there is a grand statue of the virgin Mary, nigh as tall as t...
Travel styles differ so vastly. I remember well how I went to Lisboa for the f...
Summer 2015: Nelson and I cycle to Kraków and argue about every city except fo...
"Le pontissalien" is the local hipster café: sterile atmosphere, furniture in ...
Fancy lunch – tuna and wiener sausages on, for lack of baguette, crumbly biscu...
Paris is a dream to cycle in. As a Münster native I'm used to rude cyclists an...
32 °C of savage heat and I'm not even in France yet. Accordingly, today's trip...
Once upon a time there were three guys who wanted to cycle somewhere. Nay, bet...