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…
Remember Springsteen’s classic album: Born in the USA?
That album cover with the rugged workin’ man in his blue jeans and crumpled t-shirt. His workin’ cap stuffed nonchalantly in his back pocket, while Old Glory watches over him in the background.
Well, I too was born in the good ole US ‘n A.
In a workin’ town.
A wet one.
I’ve lived in Munich, Germany for over five years. And I must say, it is a privilege to be able to live in Germany, and Munich is one of the nicest, most livable places on Earth.
But for some reason, living in a foreign country triggers the odd feeling of patriotism from time to time. Lots of ex-pats have told me that they have the same feelings. It’s probably just some form of home-sickness.
Today’s Dadism that relates to cars. Hurray!
Well, sort-of relates to cars.
You see: He looks like he must’ve been chasing parked cars translates to: he ain’t so handsome. Continue Reading… »
A few years ago, I made a year-long comic tribute to those precious sayings that my Dear Old Dad utters on a regular basis.
I drew one “Dadism” per week and e-mailed a scanned image from my home in Munich to his office in Tacoma, Washington, USA.
I’m not sure if he enjoyed the weekly artwork or was tormented by the reminders. Dad claims that many of the sayings “aren’t his fault” and have been handed down through the generations.
A few months ago, I went out and bought a really nice 24-piece set of Berol 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…
In German, a bagger is a front loader or excavator; i.e. one of those big yellow pieces of equipment you see at a construction site. The bagger meister, is the dude who drives the bagger.
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?
It’s time for a change, people! I challenge you to throw out your digital cameras. (Or at least place them carefully in their protective cases and store them temporarily in the hallway cupboard) It’s time to release your inner-artists by embracing your scanners!
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.
In Germany, it’s all the craze to modify those cigarette warning labels. (Yeah, I know, them wacky Germans!)