Meanwhile, in Munich...

Safira, Georgia and Kate have a romantic dinner at Victor's house.
...Thanks for the wine, Karin.

17 Days of Madness

This trip has been such an amazing experience. I've fallen in love with just about everything and can't wait until I get a chance to visit again...I've started saving up!

I will leave you now with some (more) photos, I do love my photos.

Amsterdam, Oh Amsterdam

Awesome bike - Amsterdam edition

Awesome bike - Munich edition

Behind the clock tower - Munich

Funky tiles #1 - U Bahn, Munich

Coolest train stations ever!

Funky tiles #2 - U Bahn, Munich

Mirror in the underground, perfect for last minute touch ups - U Bahn, Munich

Funky tiles #3 - U Bahn, Pforzheim

Awesome telephone - Pforzheim edition

Snow sprinkles

Plane day sprinkles

Things that i saw

No joke i thought these are chewing gums OHH~~~~ i'm so innocent   :)

photo taken from CODA

Innate freedom

Post Eight: Kate

For those of you who fell asleep on the train to Pforzheim... Surprise!

Our Last Jewellery Moment

Airport Jewellery 

 A collaboration between Brigit and Victoria

Materials: Receipt for tea and coffee, boredom/anxiety, diamond studs 

Peter - Day Fifteen and Sixteen - Trains, Snow and Old Cities

Bruuur, it's cold today, cold enough for it to snow overnight!

For next two days, before we all leave to go back to Sydney, we'll be traveling to both Pforzheim to see Schmuck Museum, and to Nuremberg to see Helen Britton's exhibition at the Neues Museum.

After having our breakfast, we started onto our train trips to Pforzheim.

I have to say, I always found taking a long train rides interesting, since it a different from the usual type of traveling I have experience. In my whole life, including these two trips, I have taken a total of five times. It's always to interesting to see how "life" actually passes you by, and in trains, you get to see it more up close and personal rather than flying and seeing minuscule dots that are moving. It's also interesting to see how life changes from town to town to countryside. It one of the best ways to become an observer on how style of life changes geographically.

One of the many views from the train. 

Then we arrived Pforzheim, rushing to the museum due to the freezing cold. Seriously, the city went from looking like it was the end of winter to a winter wonderland in a couple of hours of being there. It was great to go to see the Schmuck Museum and see the progress and history of jewellery, and the development of jewellery in the the last century.

A Leuchterwiebchen!

After we were done with the Schmuck Museum, we then ventured off to catch our next 3 hour train to Nuremberg. By the time we got there, it was night, and we were hungry. So we all went to a local restaurant. My god, I almost flipped when I as Leuchterwiebchen (a women carved chandelier with dear antlers attached to them) because here was an decorative ornament, that I was barely able find anything about it, that was the bases of one of artist Jane Dodd's jewellery series.

The Beautiful view of Nuremberg' Cathedral 

Then, it was our last whole day in Germany finally arrived, what a shame. After we went to see Helen Britton's exhibition, we had some free time before we all went back on the train to Munich, so we did some walking around this Medieval city. I can't wait for the warm weather.

Emma: Thoughts of Home on day 16

On the train from Munich to Pforzheim and from Pforzheim to Nuremburg I started thinking about what Souvenir I would create for this project. Here's what I was writing with a few additions:

Home is instinctual- whereever we've lived/stayed in Amsterdam and Munich I have been calling it home. In a way it is our home here; it's home base, where we can relax, hang out and sleep (without worrying about how cold it is outside) but it's not home with a captial 'H'.

I didn't really think about 'Home' until I skyped with my sisters as they were cooking dinner back in Sydney. We were having such a nice, long chat that they put the laptop they were talking to me through at the head of the dining table so that I could "have dinner with them" (we usually sit down to a family meal every night). There was laughter, lots of easy chatter, teasing and the occasional swear word - it made me really miss them.

Travelling with friends is hard, no matter how close (or not) you were to them at the start of the trip, friendships develop quickly. You find out your own and everyone's good and bad personality traits quickly and you have to learn to cope with whatever is happening. Sharing stories about eachother's 'Homes' was my favourite part about getting to know everyone. Everyone has such different family lives and upbringings; they all had relationships of varying degrees and strengths that was interesting to compare with my own.

"Gezellig", the dutch word from the beginning of the trip, has stuck with me throughout the trip. Every time I took another photo of another door I thought about who inhabited the spaces behind it.

Home means so many different things to different people and I think that's what I want to explore. I'm not sure if it fits with our brief yet but I think I'll have to look over that when I am less sleepy...