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...
Read MoreAugsburg: You say goodbye, I say hello
Zombielike I made it to the London’s not-so-Londony Stansted Airport this morning just in time to grab a cup of tea and dash to my flight. It was my second attempt to leave for Augsburg this week, having been horribly misled by my tired brain into thinking I was leaving on Saturday (resulting in three people, me being one of them, getting up at 4.30am twice in a row but going back to bed after a hasty check on flights the first time). “Welcome to Bavaria!” beamed the cab...
Read MoreGerman Arty Big Brother: Augsburg here I come
Start spreading the news, I’m leaving in less than 24 hours… Tomorrow I’m heading off to the city of Augsburg in Germany (about 6 miles outside Munich, in Bavaria in southern Germany) to take part in what I am calling ‘German Arty Big Brother’ and what the people who run it are calling defined by___ (note the lower case d and the line where a word should be. You see? Arty!). What on earth is it? I’m not entirely sure I know myself. Augsburg is hosting...
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