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At the 21 of September 2010 we visited our sponsor child Luvia and her family near Coban in Guatemala. We have been sponsors for 7 years now with „Plan international“ and already being in Guatemala it would have been just not possible not to visit her. We arrived one day earlier in Coban to meet with the people from the organization and to go shopping with them to buy gifts and food for the family. Then because of our visit they are not working that day and therefore they don’t earn money. The next day we drove together to the village where the family lives. With us were two translators, one for translating from their Maya language to Spanish and one for translating from Spanish to English. On the way to the village they told us that we have to be prepared to feel like super stars but even with this warning we weren’t prepared for what happened next. As we were the first sponsors ever to visit this village, everyone, and I really mean everyone was there to have a look on us. We never expected so much attention. First, we went to the local school where they decorated the school in the colours of the German flag and where the whole school prepared a show for us and speeches. We were more or less speechless. Now, we know not only the director of the school but also the mayor and the maize queen of the town.

It was also there were we first met Luvia and her father Sebastian. Both sides were a bit shy because of the event but it was nevertheless an emotional moment.

After the program we went to their family house where we got introduced to the whole family and a tasty lunch was prepared for us. As a gesture of honor we drank home harvested and made chocolate.

Because of the two translators a flowing talk wasn’t easy but it was so interesting to meet them all and to see how the family lives and how much help the organization is to the village and its people.  We feel honored that we were invited into their house and to share a meal with them. What I think is good about Plan International that it supports the community and encourages the help for self help instead of just giving them money. So, hopefully one day, their help won’t be needed anymore.

What I found very interesting that most people in the village don’t believe that the sponsors exist and therefore don’t write letters to them because they think it is a waste of time. I found that interesting and quite funny as it is the same in the countries where the sponsors come from, as there is a big skepticism that the children exist. That was also why there were so many people there to greet us, because Plan International told them that that is the chance to actually see real existing sponsors.

After 2 hours we had to leave Luvia and her family as it started to rain, and you just don=t want to walk to much in the rain in rainy season Guatemala. So we went back to Coban after 9 hours filled with new impressions. What an exciting and interesting day J

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How to describe the time at this magical place in the right words? How to explain what happened inside?

Maybe I just begin how it came that we spent there one month meditating, doing yoga and attending many interesting teachings and classes.

After such a long time travelling around the world Dennis and realised that we felt kind of exhursted and we probably had an overload of constantly new impressions and experiences.

I can´t completly explain how we chose this place to stay but from the first moment we visited the piramides it just felt right to be there. It was like it was calling for us. the center is located at the beautiful Lake Atitlan in Guatemala. And how right it was to stay there. Looking back it was a continue of our travel, but a inside one this time. I don´t want to go to deep in this post as because a lot of things that happened are of  private nature and too personal to write here about it,  but it was definitly a mind opening and changing time and the beginning of something very beautiful and new. It definitly changed how I see and perceive the world.

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The following works decided to get lost somewhere between Germany and Turkey.

They wanted to participate in the exhibition of the gallery Soda in Istanbul and started their journey with the German post but never arrived.

So, whereever you are, my beautiful ones, I hope you are treated well and give people joy.

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What happened? That is a very good question to ask… As being an art jeweller doesn’t make you outrageous rich it was about time to work for being able to travel on and live the dream.

Dennis and I were lucky enough to find a very well paid job in Halls Creek, Western Australia, in a hotel. We worked there as basically everything, from housekeeping, barwork, restaurant to even be the DJ on the Friday night disco, we covered it all.

It was a highly interesting and intense time, working in such an environment. The temperature were always around 40 degrees celsius, and, as it was wet season, the humidity was quite high, too. It was in the middle of nowhere, 1000 people livinge there with the next town a 350km drive away. A real outback and Australian experience. Beautiful and exotic landscape.

But not too good conditions to be creative. Working an average of 50 hours per week with only 1 day off doesn’t help. The heat is a big problem too. It takes away a lot of your energy. I managed to set up a work shop in one deserted room but without air-con the temperature reached fast the 50 degree mark which makes working hardly bearable. It was a beautiful room but just not good for working.

I managed to “find” a better room with an air-con but as it was a deserted room for staff someone moved into that room quite fast so no more work shop for me anymore :-(

During the time in the hotel I started to reminescence about the travel, the jewellery and everything. I realised that I hardly created jewellery while travelling. Why? I realised that I need a quite surrounding, like I had at Sturt in my time as Artist in Residence, to be able to empty my mind to fill it with new ideas. While travelling your head is filled already all the time with new impressions and experiences. It is like soaking up all the new for saving it for later. If that makes sense…

I also realised that working full time (or even more) doesn’t help my creativity either…

So, I made the decision to send my tools back home for the time of travelling. I feel good with it. A bit sad, too. But, also relived. Why is that? Having my tools with my always created that pressure in myself to be creative, or, having a bad conscience about not being it! That wasn’t good. That is not why I am here. There will be a time for jewellery again. But not right now. Now it’s pure travelling time. Time for new impressions. For open horizons (Now it’s getting a bit pathetic ;-)

This doesn’t mean I will close down this blog. I just found out that for me at this stage of the travel the concept isn’t working. And that’s why I changed it. There will be still thoughts and impressions from my travel, things, that touched me in a way or the other. And, one day back home, there will be new creations again :-)

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lets dig our own pool!


we are not the only ones


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A very nice walk along the river even we had to walk for two hours in darkness with just one little flashlight as the way was longer as we expected. We slept one night in a hut which was basically okay but it provided only wet and absolutely no burnable firewood which made it impossible to light a fire. Susi tried hard for two hours but had to give up. As the temperature dropped down to 0 degrees Celsius we decided to walk back and not to continue the hike as it would have mend that we have to sleep two more nights in freezing cold huts. Didn’t sound that appealing after a very cold night! But, the nature was breathtaking and beautiful :-)

which way to go???

Our little hut in the forest



more magic

much more magic

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After finishing off my resicency at Sturt Art and Craft  Centre in Mittagong, Australia, it was time to travel again. As a good friend of ours from Germany is currently travelling in New Zealand and we found a cheap flight to NZ, the next travel destination was picked. Dennis and I flew into Auckland the 12th of July to meet up with Susi. The next day we decided to rent a car for the next month to drive around the north island. As we are active members of www.couchsurfing.org we hope to meet that way a lot of nice people. We are looking forward to start going around :-)

Susi in Auckland :-)

View from our balcony in Auckland

our sweet little Corolla for the next 4 weeks :-)

Auckland at night

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After a long day of paper work, taking pictures and calculations in the afternoon I visited Dennis at the place where he was helping Willie and Lucy to build a new house. At their property I took a little walk, actually to see some more kangaroos and maybe taking a better picture of them, but, no kangaroos for me this time :-(

But, even better, I saw a wombat :-)))
And as they can’t be seen in all Australia but kangaroos can, I was a really happy little vegemite about this event ;-)

escaping wombat

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“Hello mister, hello miss” was one of the sentences we heard most during our time in Southeast Asia. It is most of the times the beginning of a sales talk. Everybody wants to sell you everything. And they always recognise you as you are obviously a westerner. In a way I can understand it but it makes it hard to get to know people on a normal base. And, after a while, it starts to get on your nerves. You start to feel like a walking ATM. Not a nice feeling. Feels good to be in Australia where people only recognize that you are different when you start to talk. 

So, today I played a bit around with the idea of “hello mister” and all the money left overs we have from the different countries. It was more paly time today than “serious” development.

hello mister


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Today Dennis and I went for a hike on Mt Gibraltar which is just around the corner. Unfortunately we had to stop after half way because we smelled fire. Which is kind of  disconcerting in Australia. But, lucky us, it was just a controlled burning watched by firemen.


controlled burning

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