Archive for the Doodles Category
For years now, I’ve known the status of the dishes in the dishwasher…without even having to open it. My friendly little rock–who lives on the counter–tells me what I need to know.
Turns out, he was a rather fun art project. Maybe your next rainy day will be brightened by a similar undertaking?
I love it when restaurants use white paper as table cloths, AND provide a proper cup full of drawing utensils!
The members of Toytown Germany, a website dedicated to the English-speaking, ex-pat population of Germany, started a thread about what the outline of Germany looks like.
I guess after all that (good German) beer they’ve been drinking, they were bound to come up with some creative, free-flowing ideas.
And, needless to say, I couldn’t help myself and got carried away…
A few months ago, I went out and bought a really nice 24-piece set of Prismacolor Premier Markers. After staring at/admiring their sheer coolness for twenty minutes, I decided to take them for a test-drive, by creating a mega-doodle.
After a few days work, this is what I came up with…
Burger Meister? What?
We were staying at friends’ flat in Munich a few months ago, and their boy just loves baggers! He’s always going on about the bagger meister this, the bagger meister that…
Digital cameras are just too darn exact. They give you a perfect likeness of the thing you just photographed! There’s no room for interpretation.
I mean, how are you going to convince people that your masterpiece “represents man’s struggle” when they can clearly make out a rusty VW Beetle?
We really enjoyed our time in Sydney last year. Our friends were really good to us, they showed us around, fed us well and made us feel welcome.
Except for Koki.
A morbid idea popped into my head while I was chatting with a buddy a few years back on MSN. He was home sick with a stomach flu and evidently could barely move his fingers to type.
When you first learn the German language, or when you move to Germany or Austria or Switzerland, certain expressions will cause you to pause.
One well-intentioned phrase is sure to make you giggle.
When you are about to embark on a journey, your friendly Austrian or German or Swiss neighbor will wish you “bon voyage”, or “have a nice trip” in their own special way…
I have a theory about the origins of the microbrew craze that took off in the ’90s.
And like all confused, equally left-brained-right-brained people like myself, I know that I should support my theory with carefully researched facts, figures and arguments.
But I really just want to write something amusing, and show you some doodles.
So here goes…