schnee

the view from my window.

london #2

 

i sat down on a bench and started drawing the tower bridge. after i while a group of students arrived, obviously on a a schooltrip, gathered around me, and their teacher told them about medieval london. All of that in german, while they obviously thought i couldn´t understand them. nice way to get some honest compliments and a free tour guide.

after getting back, i was stuck at the airport for some hours, waiting for the next bus. frankfurt hahn is a mighty unattractive place, so there was nothing to do, nothing to draw. Nothing except the gossip section in the "daily mail", here depicting "keira knightley´s mystery companion".

london #1

 

eva writes down what you can now read here, provided you understand german. while i sipped my coffee i once again tried my best to make her look older than she actually is.

 

and 15 minutes of sketching at the victoria & albert museum.

einsteinturm & glashaus

 

small plaster models in the section "expressionistic architecture", seen and drawn in "Expressionismus"- exhibition, Mathildenhöhe Darmstadt.

susan

 

susan, look out the window, and look doleful! 

drawn on the train after seeing "expressionismus" exhibition in darmstadt, hence the forceful brushstrokes.

faces

drawn during my trip to istanbul, practicing with brushpens. drew these portraits on the tram as fast as i could, in a very small 8 cm x 8 cm sketchbook.

istanbul

drawings of istanbul in january, spent a week there with my roommate from barcelona and two more friends. we stayed in sultahmet, an old neigboorhood. our hostel roof offered great views of the sea of marmara:

ferry trip to the princes islands, drawn as we left büyükada. relaxing after an entire day spent walking, drinking sweet, black tea.

visiting topkapi palace, home to the ottoman sultans.

 

drinking more tea next to the sülemaniye mosque, in an outdoor café with lots of turkish flags.

 

and testing my moleskine in the turkish bath, though it got a little wet and the bic´s ink got more fluid in the 50 ° C warm air. noone paid me any attentione so i suppose i didn´t offend anyoone - at least noone turkish, there were only tourists in the bath. very relaxing atmosphere, i can only recommend hamam drawing...

ein mann von welt

there was no particular reason for drinking sparkling wine except we all felt like it.

kaffee

an old man in a department store café. i used to take my break there and after some time i noticed that some people go there every day, like him. impeccably dressed, he sits there for hours. he´s mostly alone, but sometimes he chats with other people who enjoy the cheap coffee and that noone bothers you no matter how long you sit there.

strandbunker

during the 2nd world war, more than 5000 bunkers were built on denmark´s coasts to complete the atlantic wall, so the scandinavian coasts would be "protected" from an allied invasion.
many of those bunkers remain there more than 65 years later, sunken into the sand, crumbling...
it´s a strange architecture. all that bulky, graffiti-sprayed concrete..
again, very cold on the beach. drew each bunker in 1-2 minutes, then wandered on to the next, trying to warm my fingers inbetween sketches. no choice but to do all the cross-hatching from memory.