where is the easiness gone?

"i want you to do this things and ask for apology afterwards!"

so or similar was the request our bossboss told us. several times. i love him for that.

how should we reach things, be innnovative, be different if there are always borders and so many hurdles needs to be discussed, tested, taken...*

just do it!

i have the feeling, we live in generation full of over cautiousness. especially in study and work realted fields. where is the easiness gone?

our daily life is full of pressure. started already in school if not earlier... (i am a lucky one to have a peaceful kindergarten and primary school time at least). continue with the choice of what's coming next. a wrong decision may be a wrong way forever (so the general feedback). no education degree is equal to a ruin. almost forever it seemed! so we grow up, afraid to have bad score, bad or possibly no degree, bad assessment, bad job. good is not good enough. when we have a job we are afraid too. are we good enough, are we important enough, will we be important enough too if there are bad times coming. we work a lot, do a lot but for what? to be a tiny gearwheel in the factory. nothing more?! we live in a quite strange world somehow.

apprehension kills the easiness!

fear makes you to a captive of yourself.

----> this book again! 


so far to my sunday epilogue ;)



* quite apart from the lack of time.

bygone days

< 1 week

what has inspired you recently?

“what has inspired you recently?” was the question to a big group i was part of this week.

the truth is, i didn’t know an answer. no idea what was more surprising, the fact nothing came into my mind or i could be an inspiredless person somehow. by contrast the others mentioned interesting homepages, passed incidents with other people on their travels or some events in their daily life and work.

i thought and thought and really nothing came into my mind.

i was very relieved that i wasn’t called upon to say something. 

such a simple question and my mind is empty…

under the line i was just surprised.

in fact i feel inspired by a lot – from friends and good conversations, observations of others and their conversations, foreigners on the street, public transport, office, wherever… travelling, other cultures, museum, art, internet, tumblrs, good books, simple series, a lot of pictures, fashion… i could continue a few lines more.

but an answer to that simple question… mention something explicit “what inspired you recently” i still couldn’t describe that ONE inspiration.

during the rest of that one day, there were a lot of design presentations. i had time to think and time to do nothing. time to tapping around on my device, time to do some socialising and time to let inspire myself from design presentations. time. time at a moment i have no time.

time passed.

so many things became clear to me, what i should start doing and stop doing, what a great team and company i work with. what we can improve and how we can help each other with the richness of knowledge we all have in ourselves and different teams. what i want to change, what we have to change, what we should change… 

“what has inspired you recently?” 

i thought about that questions the last days too. i don’t know!

maybe i don’t understand the question right… is there a right understanding necessary at least?

what is inspiration? and regarding what at all?

please be more specific my answer could have been. typically german some colleagues would have thought. Am i maybe creativeless, inspiredless?  typically you some friends would have thought.

i am german, i am myself.

so and what has been inspired me recently now?

obviously the question “what has inspired you recently?”.

ha!

here a picture i found while i have written this article…

source

on my way

english curiosities

take a strong line with sb. –– jdm. gegenüber bestimmt/ energisch auftreten

art

continue

relates to this one too.

die ära der 90er fernsehgameshows

ich wuchs ohne fernseher auf. als bei allen anderen nach und nach satellitentv einzug hielt, hatten wir gerade mal drei programme (flackerig über zimmerantenne). um so mehr konsumierte ich dann bei jeder sich ergebenden gelegenheit. bei oma, papa, freunden. ich hing tagelang vor dem fernseher, von morgens bis abends. manchmal habe ich auch nur das standbild angeguckt. gegen 6 uhr morgens ging’s dann los. 30 programme hoch und runter zappend. zapp zapp zapp. auf vorrat konsumieren. ich liebte die gameshows. davon gab es reichlich. zu meinem leidwesen allerdings nur unter der woche. der preis ist heiß, familienduell, ruck zuck, geh auf's ganze, glücksrad, alles nichts oder... ich hab sie verschlungen. wo sind die alle hin? erst abruppt von der invasion der talkshows abgelöst, dann sogenannte reality shows, heimwerker shows, do it yourself shows, wir werden immer blöder shows, was weiß ich was für shows… (ich bin nicht auf dem neuesten stand muss ich zugeben). kein gameshows mehr, nur noch blödshows. so sehr mich erstere faszinierten, langweilten mich letztere. talk less play more!


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dies ist ein alter, bisher unveröffentlichter artikel; aus gegebenem anlass ausgegraben ;)

wie weit die 90er inzwischen tatsächlich zurück liegen merkt man beim ansehen von alten tv folgen.
die freiheit und unbefangenheit, die man den kandidaten und vorallem dem moderator lies, ist heute undenkbar! wie viel zeit man hatte, zum kennenlernen, zum ausholen und zulassen von unvorhersehbaren wendungen, schon nahezu surreal. heute überlässt man fast nichts mehr dem zufall, kostbare sendezeit will wohl geplant sein. kandidaten und moderator werden festgelegte rollen zugeschrieben (...). wir haben ja alle keine zeit.

sometimes you have to go away to see things clear.

blown by the wind

english curiosities

how are you?

english curiosities

cockaigne -- schlaraffenland

english curiosities

manhole cover –– gullydeckel

die welt zu gast bei niemand

source

Alice Bodna (die beispielhaft zeigt, dass kartographie durchaus sehr schön sein kann)


auch ich habe obige karte nicht auf vollständigkeit überprüft und es gibt natürlich auch noch andere immobilienanbieter... aber what the fuck!?! es wundert mich so langsam gar nichts mehr.

urban barcelona

marias

a lot of marias (and relatives) passed our way in italy. i'm not very religious but i like to see them in such a subtle and integrated part of the architecture and life. 

btw i shot all my pictures with my simple mobile device. my focus is more on the content itself than in exposure and wide-angle. rather i would like to edit the pictures afterwards a little more but for that kind of perfection i simply have no time right now. so, i'm sorry that i'm not sorry and just take what you get.

but nothing.

source

office art

it's an omnipresent freihalten

wanderlust

material

bargespräche

"kennst du pastis?"

"ah ja der mit dem cowboyhut!"

abendrot

...schlecht wetter droht

~ ~ ~ 

red sunset

sunset glow

afterglow

red evening sky

the coolest cat from lucca

we met that cat in lucca. sadly i forgot her name. she came along, sat down, looked right side, left side, slightly in a kind of arrogance, a little bit of desinterest too. we took our pictures and that was it. no petting, no miau, nothing. she got up again and walked away. but what an attitude, i mean... like a real cat model!

behind the scene

"Auf Anna. Auf die Liebe."

"Ich weiß gar nicht, ob sie mich auch liebt."

"Adam, und wenn schon? Du liebst. Hätte ich immer darauf gewartet, dass meine Liebe erwidert wird, auf wie viel Liebe hätte ich verzichten müssen? Du liebst. Auf die Liebe, Adam."

Astrid Rosenfeld

that book again...
last one, promised!

source

on my way

"Fängt man an zu schreiben, weil es jemanden gibt, dem man alles erzählen will?
Fängt man an zu erzählen, weil der Gedanke, dass einfach alles verschwinden soll, unerträglich ist?"

Astrid Rosenfeld

that book again...