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Augsburg: setting free the Stitched Schmetterling

Posted by on 27 Jul, 2011 in Beasts, Birds and Creatures, defined by _____, Germany, My Graffiti Knitting, My Knits, Solo Graffiti, Travel | 2 comments

Augsburg: setting free the Stitched Schmetterling

Still with me? In the story so far I’m still in Augsburg and have spent six days making art in a giant city-centre fish tank. Missed it? Read previous days here and come back. I’ll wait… So spending so much time in a big glass fish tank makes a girl long for fresh air. Lucky for me Augsburg has fresh air all over the place and green spaces making even more fresh air in case that runs out. If a city has lungs pumping O2 out to the body of the place, then I reckon...

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Augsburg: Beer for breakfast and other people’s art

Posted by on 24 Jul, 2011 in defined by _____, Germany, Museums, Other People's Street Art, Travel | 4 comments

Augsburg: Beer for breakfast and other people’s art

I started my sixth day in Augsburg with beer for breakfast. Happily I wasn’t partaking in morning drinking alone as a way of surviving fish-tank living. This was our introduction to a traditional Bavarian breakfast. Since I’d spent half the night up knitting pigs I was up for some revenge on pigkind. So booze and sausages in the morning sounded like a plan. Bring on the Weißwurst! The elements of the Bavarian breakfast are simple. Everything is white, apart from the sweet mustard...

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White Paper Four: Return of the Wild Boar Five

Posted by on 23 Jul, 2011 in Beasts, Birds and Creatures, defined by _____, Germany, My Graffiti Knitting, My Knits, Solo Graffiti, Travel | 3 comments

White Paper Four: Return of the Wild Boar Five

By the fifth day in Augsburg the three artists in the White Room seemed to finally be feeling the effects of too little sleep, too much complimentary City of Peace backstage beer, and an overdose of making art. Far from snoozing sweetly back at the defined by apartment though, we flew in the face of sleepiness and instead went a little bit nutty in the White Room. After all the White Wall on the side of the stadium was filling up with our White Papers: And we were in the newspaper having a...

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White Paper Three: Squid’s Eye View

Posted by on 14 Jul, 2011 in Beasts, Birds and Creatures, defined by _____, Germany, My Graffiti Knitting, My Knits, Plarchie the Giant Squid, Squid, Travel | 2 comments

White Paper Three: Squid’s Eye View

It might not seem as tough as building skyscrapers, gutting fish or working in a coal mine but being dropped into the middle of a strange city to make original art every day was quite a scary thing. Here’s why: Every day our art went up on the wall of the City of Peace Stadium in the centre of the city. There is was peered at by passers by who either lived in or were visiting the city. I felt very much that each White Paper I made needed to show the people peering at it that I was doing...

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White Paper Two: Cross Stitch City

Posted by on 10 Jul, 2011 in defined by _____, Germany, Other People's Street Art, Travel | 3 comments

White Paper Two: Cross Stitch City

Sew. I don’t really sew. The art of brandishing such a tiny needle makes my neck ache just thinking about it. But there is something about a city like Augsburg that beckons different sides of you from the dark places you shoved them and lets them out into the sunshine. In fact I hadn’t been out in the sunshine for a very long time and with a strange city sitting up and begging to be explored, it was about time that changed. There was White Wall to be filled in the town square: So...

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White Paper One: Feline Flower Fest

Posted by on 7 Jul, 2011 in Beasts, Birds and Creatures, defined by _____, Germany, My Graffiti Knitting, My Knits, Solo Graffiti, Travel | 2 comments

White Paper One: Feline Flower Fest

So I’m dropped into the middle of a strange German city where I know no one and have very little clue what I’m meant to do. All I have in front of me is a sheet of very blank paper and the vague idea that I have to do something with it. And there I was thinking that the only thing I had to fear from a sheet of white paper was a rather nasty paper cut. If all else fails when you don’t know where to start, the easiest thing to do is take a deep breath, open your eyes and start...

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