What inspires me? I will show you what inspired me in Berlin, and explain why if I can. The first thing that I spotted from across the street was this rooster, it was love at first sight.
He is made from a black garbage bag, by a South African woman based in Berlin. Have you ever seen a cooler creature? Of course I am a sucker for anything with a face, but mostly I am madly inspired by the fact that you can turn an everyday object into something this fantastic. He lives with me now.
Crazy yum! A street collage in sexy layers created by the surroundings, by the weather, pollution and people brushing up against it. If the flyers had all been in one piece, I would not have looked twice, or spent ten minutes trying to capture it in the freezing cold. Flaws are my favorite thing.
The mixed techniques.. I don't know. I break out in a happy sweat every time I look at this.
And this one, mmmm SO good:
Life sized guy, made from old wallpaper. He reminds me of the graphic posters from the 1950s.
The exception to the pretty-is-boring rule, is when you put a terrycloth turban on it, then it totally works.
The weird little stores that sell these things, are my favorites, the perfect hunting ground. Ugh, I should have bought this one, and worn the turban in the shower. What was I thinking? Why is this so good? Because it is a collage? The colors? The perfect mix of ugly and "pretty"? I can't get tired of looking at this picture, so strange.
But the most inspiring thing is the journey itself, and how every little step of the day is different. I am such a creature of habit, so these trips outside the comfort zone are a requirement. This, and the one that came right before it, is nothing short of the best coffee I have ever had:
The Double Eye coffee shop, introduced to me by the sweet Amalie and Allan. Behold the Double Eye special: condensed milk, heavenly espresso and foamy milk on top. Is it odd that I get inspired by this? I have a big smile on my face right now, just from looking at it.
(The end of Berlin spam for now)