when W isn´t around my workshop HELPER tells me all about his spectacular (love) life
i don´t know how this affects my work, but it is definitely entertaining
by now i´m addicted to wax carving
and there are already some more techniques on the horizon i might also fall in love with
so please don´t stop me now
our WATERING CAN got new pictures taken
and hopefully my broody pouring doesn´t cast a shadow on it´s pretty features
a big thank you to all the lovely couples trusting us with creating their wedding bands
also pictured: various stages of HAIR THINGS making


since all the BULBS are planted (by my mom) 
and i don´t like spending my evenings outside anymore (cold and dark) 
i started pottering around in the flat (i seem to be very productive lately)
and came across a small stack of pictures JULIE sent me after she took them at our garden party
in the wonderful summer of 2013, actually the whole year of 2013 was great
we started to earn real money with WSAKE, i met wonderful new friends, my sisters stayed over for long stretches of time and - most importantly - i didn´t know about the health stuff that was coming my way in the following years
it really was an amazing evening, the hottest that year
and my sisters and me prepared sooo much food and invited sooo many friends over
and then we all overate completely
thank you so much for capturing it all, Julie!
(i only managed to take some PICTURES of the flower decoration and then forgot all about it
- a sure sign of time well spent)
at one point late at night E declared she´s too tired to talk and she has to clean up the dishes instead
 - two things that never happen
oh, i almost forgot - this was also the night my sister Klara got famous for her version
and as far as i can tell by these pictures we also had
a version of Rose Bakery´s MATCHA RASPBERRY CAKE
and a lot of classics from my mum and freestyle salads
+ a few focaccias a la Jamie Oliver


next up in the BOOK CLUB - a little something to prolong summer just for a tiny bit:
apparently it´s scandalous, amoral and very french - and sad too
also it is a very small book, so a fast reader might still join us, since i´m late again in posting the invitation
in case you do - let me know
we´ll meet on Wednesday, October 5th, at 7.30 pm


for the last weeks i just couldn´t stop to preserve stuff
- turning the last grapes not affected by mildew into raisins (consisting only of skin and seeds)
  we had to cut down two "vinyards" completely, now we´re hoping for better health next year
- drying hop and turning it into loose tea and little pillows in the future
  i was a bit confused about its ability to brighten your mood and make you sleep really good at the same time
  until i found out hop is actually a hallucinogenic plant, then it started to make sense
  mine was "imported" from the Hollertau, one of Bavaria´s biggest hop growing areas
  so i suppose it´s the good stuff
- canning the mirabelles growing right beside my compost heap
  i used a RECIPE not involving all that hot water stuff, but a sugar syrup instead
  we´ll see how they´ll keep - right now they´re looking like tiny suns caught in a jar
  which is exactly what i wish for - we´re currently blessed with glorious weather to no end
  and i´m more scared than ever of fall and winter to come
  so i´m trying to soak it all up, living by Manrepeller´s hashtag #LOVESUMMERHATEEVERYTHINGELSE
  (FRL TEXT is very into mirabelle confetti right now too and turns them into a very fine crumble)
also there are some new beginnings in the workshop
we turned some of the suns i scribbled with my left hand (the right one was off duty...) on one of my very dire days
into ear rings in silver and brass
since W and me decided to make really advanced stuff as long as possible together
with me being the "dictator" and him being the executor
working with metal can only be done in very, very small doses by me
so we´re changing a lot of the things involved in production
like starting to work with wax for the first time ever
(W hates it big time and keeps on making prototypes in brass - i have no other possibility than to love it
and i think i actually do, it´s so much more easy on my arms)
and since i realized that what i have is probably some kind of mystery disease
and the doctors do not know how or what to treat
i figured i have to do a lot of the healing myself which includes a lot of weird rituals
like applying magnesium oil after taking a shower, using a lot of WALA Aconit oil (thanks for the suggestion, S!),
and trying to sooth my heartburn with more natural things like medicinal clay or fennel-galangal pills
also i´m really interested in healing stones right now and started to make myself some necklaces
using mostly antique beads i found at flea markets over the years
those corals and naturally (baroque) shaped pearls are my favorite - both are supposed to put your mind and body to ease
by helping you deal with trauma and fear
also i do have the feeling drinking lots of cold green tea over those hot summer weeks
has helped a bit with my blood preasure
there´s a very tiny blurry glimpse of one of our PUZZLE RINGS in the new Claire Ptak COLUMN in The Guardian
actually you can only recognize it if you know for sure it´s actually there
but it´s cute nevertheless


for our BOOK CLUB meeting at 17.8., 7.30 p.m.
(in case you´re a really fast reader and from the Regensburg area AND want to join - let me know)
what impressed me most was the decision to turn into someone else
partially because Tom Ripley didn´t like himself so much and the state he was in
so i was thinking how about i´d turn into something else too
just for taking pictures - since what i really want to be is something i just can´t "pretend" to be:
me being in excellent health and everybody else too
and there not being a single pain in the world
somehow i had no idea how to impersonate that fact...
my vision of this life is a bit blurry, BUT:
it would be careless and beautiful and full with minor tragedies like mildew hitting the vinyard,
sneaking POPPY SEEDS from a neighbor´s garden,
getting on a sugar high from drinking Italian blood orange lemonade 
and then, when melancholia (or ennui, in case you´re like Michel from Gilmore Girls) hits 
all is well again after drinking a mug of Golden Milk
and in case it gets really bad - just light a weather candle to ward off any kind of storm, even domestic ones
oh yes, the label says so - the nuns living on the Fraueninsel in the middle of lake Chiemsee do not joke around
and somehow it would be great if it all would look like the SAIPUA´S INSTAGRAM STREAM,
Heidi Swanson´s COUNTERTOPS
and a bit like ANA KRAS´ SUMMER
apparently the greatest works of artists emerge after periods of profound sadness and distress
(there´s RESEARCH and proof)
but i´ll say let us all be average and content instead
(quick detour: i was discussing with my workshop helper if he´s suffering from depression 
or if he´s just really tired of his friends,
or maybe something in the middle - i suggested it might be ennui - a condition he didn´t know of
so we looked it up and found the Austrian synonym "Fadesse" for it
and we were both so amazed - he wanting to work on an exhibiton of that theme right away, he´s an artist,
in which he will be boring his aforementioned friends to no end
and me, well, i´d actually go for a life of boredom if that´s what it takes to avoid the lows)
@violetcakeslondon - the author of one of my favorite baking books - is making eclairs 
wearing one of our PUZZLE RINGS
what could be sweeter than that!
the lovely mug i´m drinking from is from 3punktF
and i won it in MIMA´s Advent kalender waaaay back before Christmas