Around 20 000 people joined the Women’s March in Amsterdam this Saturday and inspired by the documentary I mentioned in my last post GIRLPOWER¬†and¬†all the amazing posts on social media on Women’s Day some friends and me¬†went as well. It was one of the greatest events this year (and admittedly my first demonstration ever) and we had such a perfect day, with the sun shining (every now and then, that is) and temperatures way above 10 degrees. Obviously, I took my camera, and 400 photos later I am so glad I got to capture all these¬†creative and powerful banners and posters¬†and the great and inspiring atmosphere during¬†the march.
So it’s International Women’s Day today. I took this as an excuse (and the fact that it was raining WAY too much to walk to the¬†library on the other side of campus and actually get some work done) to spend my morning in bed watching a documentary on Netflix called “She’s Beautiful When She’s Angry”. (TOTALLY recommend; homework is overrated, go and watch amazing women standing up for themselves!) Needless to say that one post will not be enough to sum up the message, one post will not even even be enough to make a big statement about feminism or anything. But¬†it could be enough to make some of you think about something, about the first major step we girls can take. A step we¬†have to take.
Ok wow, I am not even going to comment on how long I have not posted anything… Shame shame shame, no excuses anymore. Last Saturday it was sunny though (not so much anymore), and I went to visit Huis Marseille once again before meeting a friend for a coffee. For some reason I had brought my camera (subconscious guilt, I assume) so I went for a walk around the canal district to capture this¬†stunning¬†city on a sunny winter day.¬†I fell in love with this city all over again, as usually when the sun is out.¬†(And no, ¬†I will never stop expressing this love ever).
Last Friday the Art Committee of my uni organised – once again – their biannual arts festival, taking place in the Dokhuis Galerie, an old church, in Amsterdam. Last June I posted some photos of the summer edition of the festival, which was much more focused on music (what else would have suited the beautiful garden of Tolhuistuin more?) but this time it was all about¬†art: the whole church served as a large exhibition space, canvases were put up where people could paint and film screenings and poetry slam turned the exhibition into a proper festival.¬†
Okay so when I said I want to post more about hotspots in Amsterdam and get away from¬†campus more often I did not think this through. It is January, the temperatures so low your fingers freeze¬†and stick to the handles of your bike (yes, despite mittens) and the wind so strong as if it is trying to keep you from being able to cycle anywhere towards West. Luckily a friend convinced me to spend my 20 minute break during class to run across campus and try out the coffee in a place called The Coffee Virus, located in a village made entirely out of containers (this is the future, I swear!): the Amsterdam StartUp Village.
The weeks before christmas were packed¬†with finals and presentations and I have to admit I spent far too much time in the library. Nonetheless I was also working on a great project for BR√õT AMSTERDAM, a vintage industrials store in Amsterdam. For a few days I captured their salvage hunts, the careful process of restoring¬†the products in the workshop and the beautiful atmosphere in their store in the Witte de Withstraat 126 in Amsterdam West. Going home for christmas I had the chance to use my brothers professional editing programs and a few days ago we finally published the finished project. Click on the photo to watch the video in HD on vimeo!
I guess it’s that time of the year where I have to write a post about new years’ resolutions and promise to post more often, and write more, and take my camera with me more than once a month… But to be honest, there is really just one thing I want to change this year, everything else is going quite well. This¬†one problem – and it’s more than time to get rid off that – is my habit of feeling extremely happy in my comfort zone and falling into routines where there seems to be no¬†escape from.
I am writing this post back home in Germany after a break of too long. The past weeks finals had taken over my life and I honestly had neither time nor motivation to write any more words than were necessary to finish my 3 papers, research report and presentations in time. But here we go, the day of the last deadline, everything ready to be sent in and uploaded and I have never been more excited about not using my brain for a few days. About sitting on the sofa, reading¬†the book I started in August, watching the series I have been watching guiltily¬†during the past weeks, going for walks, wrapping presents (that yet have to be bought), posting a bit more regularly… – everything finals kept me from for weeks.
A while ago I wrote a post about getting all your stuff done, being productive, and making the most out of every day. So I think a counterpart is necessary, about how important it is to take some time every now and then – some time off everything. That is, if the productive part has worked quite well so far.
Maybe November isn’t the best month to come and visit Amsterdam. The probability that it’s cold and rainy and no umbrella safe¬†from the Dutch winds is high, very very high. It wasn’t a lot different this weekend and when Ida was in the city on Saturday and I went to the centre¬†to walk around, have fries and explore the second hand stores Amsterdam has to offer we had to escape sudden rain falls more than once. But then, at one point the sun came out, for a few minutes, and Amsterdam seemed to glow, with the last yellow leaves up on the trees and the fallen leaves covering the canals, the streets shiny from the rain and the sky a little less grey than usually.