I've said
May 14, 2011
Bologna (a breakup song)
This is the wrong story
This is the wrong story, we are
not here to make this happen
We are not made for
Making it stay so long that you can hear the false tones
and the way the shapes are bent out of place
These places have the wrong kind of space
Well I'm not here to
I'm not here to make this fit into place
No I'm not here to
I'm not here to pass the torch from your embrace
I'm not here to take a bow to your faith
I'm not here to make this fit into place
I've said
A simple apology would suffice
Get out of bed
Take the gun to your head
Tell yourself it'll be all right
Berlin, 10.5.2011
May 7, 2011
1. Mai - Part 2
Des gens. / De la bière [musique extrêmement forte]. / De la fierté berlinoise. "Moabit le mieux!"
De la pelouse. / De la musique [Solo de batterie sans le son]. "[Bâillement]" /
Des ricains. "Tain mais y a des ricains de partout!!" - Dit-elle avec son accent américain."
**
People. / Beer [extremely loud music]. / Berliner pride. "Moabit is best!"
Lawn. / Music [drum solo with no sounds]. "Yawn" /
'Mericans. "Frickin' A, there's nothing but Americans out here!" "She says with her American accent."
"Moabit ist beste", en fait, c'est un slogan aux limites de l'intraduisible qui fait référence (en mauvais allemand) au quartier dans le nord-ouest de Berlin. (Et le groupe Stakeout était très bien, j'enchéris ici sur leur propre autodérision bien poussée, voyez plutôt.) (Ah oui, et j'ai quand même un passeport délivré par les States, donc les remarques diverses que je fais à leur encontre sont complètement gratuites.)
"Moabit ist beste" is a pretty untranslatable slogan in broken German that refers to a neighborhood in northwest Berlin. Stakeout were actually a really good, engaging punk band; all I'm doing is adding to their own brand of slightly obnoxious self-deprecation. And finally, all Berlin snobbery aside, I'm still the most American person in that picture; I just like to pretend otherwise, especially when confronted with tourists.
May 5, 2011
1. Mai - Part 1
Les toilettes chimiques au "1er mai" sur la Mariannenplatz... Surtout, ne pas regarder en bas.
The chemical Portapotties at the May 1st festivities on Mariannenplatz...
Whatever you do, don't look down.
May 4, 2011
Landwehrkanal
I can't imagine how dead you are
sends shivers down my spine
I sat across the bridge from where
they fished you out
last week.
sends shivers down my spine
I sat across the bridge from where
they fished you out
last week.
Berlin, 26.4.2011
April 25, 2011
Karfreitag
J'interromps cette série de dessins venant d'une autre ère pour poster ces dessins récents: ce sont deux tentatives d'exprimer ce que je ressens toujours le soir du vendredi saint.
[ Soundtrack ]
April 17, 2011
Wer nimmt den Müll raus?

In the flatshare kitchen...
- So, whose turn is it to take out the trash?
- I say Benne!
- Me too.
- Me too.
- Well, let's put it to a vote then. Who's for it?
- ...
- Benne, you lost the vote.
- I'm unanimously against it.
***
En janvier c'était l'anniversaire de ma coloc, donc je lui ai fait ce strip après qu'elle a demandé une scène de notre vie en colocation.
My housemate's birthday was this January, so I drew her this strip after she requested a depiction of our flatshare life. We have a very small kitchen.
April 16, 2011
ill-fit
I want to be the one who courts and pursues
and accessorily
is courted and pursued.
and accessorily
is courted and pursued.
Berlin, 4.2011.
April 10, 2011
April 8, 2011
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