Because these months after I had finally taken work outside home involved more walking around and being all over town than before, I decided to make this aspect of the end of the year into a separate post.
I'm going to add a video of this eventually..!
Just a particularly nice slap outside the main station.
Hannes got me a chalkboard roll and a box of sidewalk chalk for my birthday. I cut the roll in half and then attached the pieces to our front door. One side is a grocery list, and this is what I did with the other. Because fuck everything about this.
Found in a little hidden alcove of shops and other businesses across the street from the Google building
Also right by Google Hamburg is a gallery that displays prints for sale. Prints by artists like Chagall x'D You know an area is monied when..
There are loads of fountains and sculptures throughout Hamburg, and this weird one in particular intrigued me because, from this angle, it seriously looks like a Victorian time machine.
Oh! Sea critters. Huh. Neat.
A snarky stencil I found - yet again - near Google.
I'm sure this speaks to a number of us on a deep personal level
A random painting by someone local that I found particularly good, if a little basic and trite, in one of the Colonnaden buildings. They have all sorts of prints, posters, and originals all over the walls, and I can't help but wonder why, exactly.
One of my all-time favourite stencils, this one, specifically, under the bridge at Dammtor station, has "nice" written on it in pink chalk.
These are all under the bridge at Dammtor. The Cruella de Vil Putin (he can also be found as Ursula on the Lange Reihe, lol) on the Death Star is great. Fuck whoever wrecked the rest of the paste-up, though!
Eesh. Continuing down the road, just past the Cinemaxx, is this stencil of Alan Kurdi, who became the posthumous poster child of the Syrian refugee crisis. No idea if this 'Loser' tag was intentionally placed, but wow, that placement.
A hand-painted.. garlic bulb.. fart.. slap?
I mean, I love it, but also what?
These cute little bastards are some of my favourites, especially the larger ones pasted up on book pages like this. The artists are hkdns and angry_koala.
It's hard to tell, but this isn't a derpy bunny (unfortunately).
It's the little round guy with the angry koala riding on his back :)
Um, yes?! I searched this after seeing it and it's an actual open discussion about death and other related topics.
I loved this because it reminded me of The Craft, and obviously, because I dig these vibes in general. What I didn't realise was that it was an early Arezd slap, shortly before his level of coverage made them ubiquitous.
¯\_(ツ)_/¯
One evening after work I walked a few blocks, including through one very quaint, historic, Victorian-era street with especially big and bulbous cobblestones, to the Golden Hands Gallery to see this absolutely ridiculous exhibition.
There are all kinds of animated pop culture characters doing everyday things, and in a grotesque, abstract, childlike style; I was 100% in it for Vegeta. Why look, there he is now, on the toilet.
x'D
I really like this disembodied Simpsons/emoji-coloured hand doing Mondrian.
... and of course, there was also goggle-eyed Frieza vacuuming, which was worth the walk.
On the way back I went through Gängeviertel, because it was right there, and because I always came from the other direction before. There were a few nooks and crannies I hadn't actually noticed.
This guy, for example, looking like a prop from an Ed Wood movie. And the fact that that's a massive, realistic nose on the left there. Anyway, it was a good evening.
Just an especially cute train I snapped a pic of. Only some of them are tagged half to death, and usually the colours aren't this complimentary.
Hurrrr someone took the time to hand-paint this heeeeeh
A shitty painting that I actually found oddly good and interesting, at Das Ohr, the Zuhör-Kiosk on the platform in Emilienstraße Station.
This is just a perfectly normal Fritz Kola ad, lol. It's a local brand.
I had come to the Kunsthaus Hamburg to take a peek at the Mikiko Sato gallery, but she was out. The woman at the adjacent one was nice enough to call her for me, in case I was someone important or had some actual business there, which was very courteous, but I then explained awkwardly in bad German that I wanted to switch to Japanese the whole time that I just.. I dunno.. wanted to check it out, take a look?
In the main part of the building was an exhibition that I spontaneously decided to pay the €6 to walk through, and boy, was it worth it. It was an interesting, conceptual, augmented reality mix, but mostly, it was the work of infamous art forger Wolfgang Beltracchi.
I guess this is my normal pattern or rhythm at this point: alternately working too much and hardly at all, being all over town, and stopping into as many galleries and exhibitions as I can. It is enjoyable, I have to say, and even though there aren't millions of little crammed-together buildings here with countless free galleries tucked into them like in Tokyo, there is plenty to see, and I'm enjoying living here.
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