The missing peace X the missing piece

'The missing piece', work by Gail Hastings
‘The missing piece’, work by Gail Hastings

is what the world makes so overheated, so disbalanced, full of wars – with yourself, in pairs, in families, in companies, in countries. Struggle for life, for money, for status is what the western life is all about.
‚Time is money‘ is one of the most famous words in our culture. Faster, faster, faster. More, more, more. So, following this definition, even spare time is money. It is the best place to generate new ideas and thoughts. AND THESE ARE THE BASIS for starting new businesses.

‚But you spend money on it, don’t you?‘ YES, sometimes (or better: master and mistress) – but exactly for what is good for me. And for the rest: I am able to talk to and with other people and animals. And have time for it. This is an investment in my personal health. And a positive impact then on health costs 😉

Anybody now dares to say that I am not a business dog?

London calling!

for 2 days, 2 people and me. Condensed time. Plans made before. Change of plans on site. But with a little bit of flexibility everything is not so stressful.

Ah – we did not need an umbrella, had 95% sunshine. A very nice hotel in London’s Eastend – so the region Hoxton/ Shoreditch to discover. Nice little shops and cafés, old and brand new buildings. Walking around west and south of Arnold Circus was just amazing. White Cube Gallery. Etc.

Attended a crowded opening at the White Chapel Gallery on Wednesday (Adventures of the Black Square) with wonderful works you have not seen on the wall for a long time. Starting with a classic Malewitsch black square you follow more minimalist positions up to an actual American outlook on the 1st floor – more colorful.

And not to forget a horse ride in Hyde Park – walking and trotting only the 1st time *what is OK* more to come if you want to the next rides (up to jumping and canter!). From a horse back you have definitely another view.

Public transport makes it easy to reach the most important places to visit. For us as Germans the British Museum was a must with the running show (until 25 January 2015): german Memories of a nation. A 600-year history in objects. Hm – the ‚Denker und Bastler‘ how DER TAGESSPIEGEL named it – we saw an exhibition very museum like. Classic. Starting with an Anselm Kiefer piece and statement and a video with scenarios of the night the wall was teared down you end up in a little tourist shop *even with the German Dachshound in both varieties*. AND WHERE IS THE STANDARD SCHNAUZER, hä? Too bad – they missed me …

The most impressive object for me was the Beetle in the Central Court of the Museum – right hand driven grey VW. This is Germany: ‚Der Deutschen liebstes Kind‘. VW, THE CAR, adapted for the British market. For use in another country. This is German Engineering.

As the fall of the wall – engineered by Germany, executed with partners, inspired by democracy. Greece is ‚die Wiege der Demokratie’, Africa where human being started. And many more countries who contributed to Europe being Europe.

Do not miss the Sir Sloane’s Museum, only a 10 minutes walk from the British Museum (walk through the little Sicilian Avenue!). An eclectic 3 part house – filled with lots and lots of antiquities, paintings and superb architectural ideas – 19th century, saved for today. Ah, what a wonderful and cosy hideaway after these crowdy places. The unusual ‘first look right and then left’ before crossing the street was really hard for me as a German.

Music (hab ich darüber schon mal geschrieben? Egal.)

touches me. Makes me dance, sing, and jump or cry and howl. Or does not touch me at all.

Music is for everybody. Music is emotion – like sports music is able to unite everybody – in a jam session, orchestra, choir, in the disco, concert – or turn the radio on! And if you do not have one – just sing the songs you like (the political correct ones please).

A ‚coach‘ once told me: ‚If you are singing while driving – then you are crazy.‘ Bullshit! This is real passion!

Weg mit 2014 – welcome 2015

Ja, die Weihnachtszeit ist um – viele waren bei ihren Verwandten, mit recht unterschiedlicher Begeisterung wie im Vorfeld zu hören war. Wie es wohl wirklich war? Ist das so schlimm? Mal ein paar Tage mit der Verwandtschaft? Bei manchen sicher – weil unüberwindbare Schluchten zwischen den Leuten liegen und grad mal kein Heli zur Verfügung steht sie zu überwinden (und der Weg durch die Schlucht für viele zu mühsam und des Starts schon nicht wert). Nun ja, bei uns ist Weihnachten auch irgendwie schräg verlaufen … aber wahrscheinlich sind solche Weihnachten schon an der Tagesordnung. Obwohl ich mir auch mal welche mit meiner Familie wünsche – gibt es aber nicht. Zu weit voneinander weg – räumlich und geistig (sag ich jetzt mal so – mir fällt gerade nicht das passende Wort ein).
Jetzt ist 2015. Wo haben Sie den Jahreswechsel verbracht? Klassischerweise verbringt man den ja eher mit Freunden statt mit der Familie (warum ist das so?). Hatten auf Rügen die ganze Wetterpalette: Sonne, Schnee, Nebel, Regen und Sturm. Alles dabei – Rügen mit alles sozusagen. Tatsächlich gab es 1 Tag wo KEIN Mensch und KEIN anderer Hund am Strand zu sehen war … unglaublich aber wahr.
So – let’s start with 2015. Not with head-shaking but different (Schau mer mal dann segn ma scho up to Juhu – jetzt geht’s los) – because we have just started.