Saturday, January 21
Africa Cup of Nations 2012 in Equatorial Guinea and Gabon.

Friday, January 20
Sour grapes.

Thursday, January 19
A friend from Hamburg once asked me why it is that I always had to make art out of everything. Up to this day I haven't answered that question of great moment.

Wednesday, January 18
I and I.

Tuesday, January 17
Imagine, how complete life would have been, if I could have been concentrating just on art and bothering about earning a living hadn't been a burden.

Monday, January 16
I consider myself as an expressionistically conceptual artist.

Sunday, January 15
I always had the dream of a loft. My first one I conquered when I was an art student in Hamburg: 70 sqm, no facilities, just a toilet and cold water, stove heating. Artists mostly worry more about their working conditions than about their living quality. However, I loved it. Before me it had been used as piano workshop. I did a lot of cleaning. Shit. Huge amounts of dust were covering floor, walls and ceiling. I was too exhausted that time. Several years later, in Basel, I rented a studio at the Rheinboard, where I stayed long long time. A very nice area and it was approximately the same size like that one in Hamburg. In Switzerland houses and flats are smaller what meant it was big. My last one which I left at the end of last year was in a kind of booming area, the so-called Dreipitz Areal. Though, it reminded me of Africa right from the beginning. Its floor and the neighbouring African churches emphasised that intuition. By now, working at home hasn't proved really advantageous concerning production. But actually I appreciate my downtime.

Saturday, January 14
In a conversation with a colleague I made a statement I was very proud of after. I said that I liked to be an autodidact, because I appreciate to decide about content and method.

Sunday, January 8
For New Year's Eve I had drafted a text about a German politician wtih a name of the very last day of the year. I tried to put in all my disgust, but finally I decided to delete my polemic pamphlet. I didm't want that man in my diary. Not even in a slam. This is just a reminder.

Friday, January 6
Today I've been to the dentist. Yeah. Not a big thing, just to replace a broken filling. Apropos, since long time I've been trying to get rid of all the almalgam inside my mouth. But yet plenty of the now as toixic declared filling can be found. I wonder how that quantity could make it into almost every of my teeth. Probably Santa Claus gave it to me:((

Monday, January 2
A friend has told me that I was always negative. Oh, I am very sorry. That's not my intention. I often mentioned in my diary that I really try to be positive. It's absolutely not my idea to make other people's life miserable.
Recently we found out that the orthodox rabbis in Jerusalem who force a separation of the sexes in the public make life very, very difficult.

By the way, when I told my father about the turkey we cooked at x-mas eve, he explained to me that it consists of ten different kinds of meat. To be honest I didn't know before.

Sunday, January 1
Happy new year.