On 26

Commentary

Dear 26-year-old self,

To be clear, this is a letter of goodbye. You and I are being held together by nothing more than a cobweb string of a hours that separate us from the new and cool 27. You see, it’s still OK to look forward to the next self, there are no drops of perspiration as I extend my hand to meet my new older persona. We need to part, and I’m ready for it.

I’m sure going to miss you though, fool. Remember that time you decided to get a new piercing on the wrong side of your face? You kept walking around trying to convince yourself that it looked like the kind of thing you would do — the kind of thing you had expected even! Until your sister pointed out that there’s too much metal on the left side of you face, so you took the earring out just like that.

You were always a restless one though. You considered staying too long in one place the way to rot your brain and curiosity. It’s no wonder that you moved locations 3 times without blinking about it. And you loved the packing, the unpacking — the excitement of possibility. You moved fluidly between borders, you travelled mentally and literally and there was never a dull minute with you holding my hand. Remember Paris? Remember Berlin? I would have never gone ahead if it weren’t for your impulsiveness, your endless drilling. Let’s face it – you would never stop until you got your way. It worked to my advantage. Most times.

It’s normal, I guess, to have ups and downs, but your ups and downs were intense roller coaster rides. You went from deliriously happy to grimly morose in the flash of a second. I had to choose my words carefully when I talked about life, about love, about what it means to be free. This issue really kept you sleepless. You wanted to choose wisely, surely, independently. You wanted to be free but would talk endlessly about your fear that love cripples your freedom. And it pained you to place these two ideals as polar opposites, to force yourself to choose between such lofty ideals. You let love win every time, and I’ve come to the conclusion that it was a defeat you secretly welcomed gladly. You were a true contradiction, as such.

And then my dear old 26-year-old self, you had a bright idea. You needed some direction, even though you didn’t even know it then. You were a little lost but you had convinced yourself you were right on track, as always. It came in the form of a small box with an air balloon on it. Inside there was a bag of beads, and you were confused. Until you started to toy with the idea of using them. And overnight, awoke a new streak of creativity that lay dormant just below your fingertips. And then, you gave the act of creating, a name, and attached a blog to it. For that I thank you old self. Because of you I am here now and I am writing to tell the rest of the world what happens next.

I will miss you,

plain bananas x

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Ich bin ein Berliner

Musings

Sure, Kennedy said he was a donut, and I sympathize because it sounds like the kind of mistake I would make. Donut or no donut, Berlin was a wonderful city. In 2.5 days that we had there, we were in awe of the bicycles, great organization and order, big pavements and no litter on the streets, friendly people and cool shops and bars. Both my boyfriend and I were secretly falling in love with the place, but I was afraid to say anything because I’m generally known for my compulsive impulsiveness and didn’t really want to freak him out with: I want to live here. It was a great relief and a big surprise when he came out and said it first. Woohoo! My mind has been plotting since, but Berlin, is a few years away for now.

First step: learn German. This is in my immediate goal list, but since returning to Cyprus, has been pushed down on the list of priorities due to some other more urgent things. But it’s in there. I swear!

Here’s a sneak peek of Berlin — some of my favorites.

Tachelles: A building taken over by artists full of graffiti inside

Tachelles: A building taken over by artists full of graffiti inside


An oasis in the city: Full of lush parks, a rare find for someone coming from a dry climate

An oasis in the city: Full of lush parks, a rare find for someone coming from a dry climate


Look at me: Graffiti in the city

Look at me: Graffiti in the city


In the distance: Berliner Dome

In the distance: Berliner Dome

Look up: The tower that's visible from anywhere in Berlin

Remember this: Artist installation representing those who died during WW2 at Jewish museum

Remember this: Artist installation representing those who died during WW2 at Jewish museum


Just cool: Wall painting on East Side Gallery, where the remaining wall still stands, full of paintings by artists from all over

Just cool: Wall painting on East Side Gallery, where the remaining wall still stands, full of paintings by artists from all over


In progress: A true masterpiece

In progress: A true masterpiece


Go for it: An act of desperation

Go for it: An act of desperation


All-time classic: Of course we got our black-and-white set of four

All-time classic: Of course we got our black-and-white set of four


Pick one: I'll live anywhere!

Pick one: I'll live anywhere!


By night: An onion ring of moon

By night: An onion ring of moon


Take a break: The best chai ever!

Take a break: The best chai ever!


Hang on: Resting by the river

Hang on: Resting by the river


Take me for a ride: I want a bicycle too!

Take me for a ride: I want a bicycle too!


Picture perfect: I'm moving in tomorrow

Picture perfect: I'm moving in tomorrow

Back and ready to crumble

Musings

It’s been what, a month? Surely it’s felt like longer for you, no? It has for me. Actually in the past month, time took on that surreal sense of going really quickly, but in slow motion too. It gave me enough time to pause and marvel at things I was doing, places I went to, wonderful people I’ve shared precious moments with. And all of this without Internet. Thank you divine idle time — your overabundance kept me quite busy indeed.

To avoid getting myself (and implicating you too, of course) into alarming high word counts, I have decided to break it down into different entries. That should keep all of our sanity intact. So I’ll let you know about the best buyer a world could ask for, show you a splash of Berlin, give you a little bit of that Parisian glamor and then relocate to Crete and its wonderful beaches.

This past month had quite a lot of moving; in fact we packed up our stuff and shipped it over to Cyprus and also emptied our entire apartment into boxes and moved to a temporary little furnished place until my boyfriend completes his thesis. My other half is working very hard as we speak, furrowed brow and all, in an effort to finish his thesis soon. Of that I’m sure.

As for me, I headed to Cyprus to find a nest and get back into the teaching wheel. Incidentally, hello from a new location.

But more of those adventures, as they unravel. For now, click and read. It’s good to have you back.

Gone bananas

Musings
Taking a break at Musée d'Orsay

Taking a break at Musée d'Orsay

Yes, this banana is back in town! In fact, I’ve been back for a few days now, but things have been pretty hectic. Coming home to an apartment of boxes is no pleasant sight, my friends. If those boxes were all sealed and everything was tidily waiting to be shipped off upon our return, that would have been an entirely different story. But no, we have been spending the past few days packing up boxes with what we’re shipping back to Cyprus, and packing up the rest of the apartment on the side, because we’re also moving to a new apartment this week.

Confused? Of course, you are.

The short of it: I’m heading to Cyprus on August 15th, for what you could call permanently, but what I like to call “for a longterm now”, so we’re sending all our stuff there. My boyfriend has a two or three months left at university to finish his dissertation, but we’re changing apartments because of a gross misunderstanding between our current landlord. Despite our plans for a relaxing summer, we got kicked out of the apartment two months earlier, quite unexpectedly. Reason? New students coming in September would be a better investment, since they can sign a yearly contract.

Don’t even get me started on this issue. I still can’t get over it.

So today, is the big day! We’ve rented a car and we’re taking all of our 20 boxes to the airport to make their airborne way to Larnaca, Cyprus. After that, we’re also moving all our stuff to the new apartment, minus the fridge, washing machine and couch, which we have no idea how we’re going to manage to move (though we have come up with a lot of imaginative, impossible plans).

Look forward to more entries regarding the trip and general fun points AFTER the move. Hopefully my sanity and mental calm will be restored and I’ll be able to tell you all about:

  • love and Berlin
  • gorgeous buildings
  • friend reunion
  • too much exercise
  • cool souvenirs

But for now, hold tight — I still need to go and pack up all of our kitchen. What a great way to spend a Sunday!

Math Monday

math monday

Math Monday

Today, I’ll keep the mathematics short. There are only a few numbers that matter right now and that’s:

  • 2 hours till we catch the ship to Athens. Let’s get the vacation rolling. Berlin and Paris, just around the corner.

That’s pretty much all the math I can think of right now, apart from:

  • 20 kg each is what we’re allowed to take on the trip. We’re sharing a small luggage and wonder if they’ll give us trouble (the airline is pretty strict). We don’t even have scales, so we’ve taken turns in lifting it and coming out with our very own humble estimations.
  • 5 is the number of dresses I’m taking.
  • 4 items left on my to-do list.
  • 28 hours till take-off.
  • 12 boxes packed as we prepare to move out of our beloved apartment.
Photo taken mid-week. The photo on the wall is now in a box somewhere too.

Photo taken mid-week. The photo on the wall is now in a box somewhere too.

My week has definitely had more numbers than these, but forgive me. All I can think of is packing and the trip. So this banana is off for a week of holidays and a couple of reunions with good friends.

Hold tight — I’ll be back before you know it.

Oh and by the way, how was your week in numbers?

Math Monday

math monday

Math Monday

If we look past the fact that it’s not really Monday today, we can get right down to the Math of things. Let me break it down in numbers for you:

  • 1 sale to Montreal. Thank you Stella for making my day with your wonderful message. I know that my plain yin and yang are going off to a great person!
  • 1 guest at home (though that number has now increased to two since Monday. It’s a testosterone-dominated home). Our friend George came from Cyprus with a great card that’s currently on our fridge.
The outlines are of myself and my boyfriend. This was taken on the beach next to my apartment in Cyprus.

The outlines are of myself and my boyfriend. This was taken on the beach next to my apartment in Cyprus.

  • 8 people who have shared their enthusiasm for the cycle journal. Spread the word — this will be a cool project and I need more people to make it work!!
  • 22 artists (including myself) taking part on the BIG Greek Summer Giveaway!
  • 2 little upcycled umbrellas. One of them was behind the shadow on the wall in a previous entry. This little cute pair is now available at my shop
Plain Mary Poppins

Plain Mary Poppins

  • 7 hours spent in a long photographic walk. We did stop to eat lunch and then some dessert too.
Fooling around with the camera mounted on the tripod. I'm caught mid-air!

Fooling around with the camera mounted on the tripod. I'm caught mid-air!

  • 5 is the number of days we have left until Berlin (though it would have been 8 if this were posted on Monday).
  • 2 is the number of ultra-cool charcoal illustrations I bought from Sam, of matouenpeluche. In fact, I’m getting 3, with the great sale she has going on in her shop right now. It’s a good thing too, because picking out favorite items is really hard with all those talented drawings she has on display.
One of the drawings I got!

One of the drawings I got!

How was your week in numbers?

Today is the day

Jewelry

I have three words for you:

BERLIN

PARIS

ETSY

Summer plans have been set in concrete after I spent most of last night and a lot of today checking for the cheapest prices, the best routes, dates, budget and definitely paranoid about not making any mistake. That’s the problem when you have multiple destinations and multiple tabs on your navigator. Something is bound to go wrong if you’re as absent-minded as me. Thus, the paranoia. But, Berlin is calling, Paris, je t’aime and summer, I cannot wait for you.

And speaking of not being able to wait, here is something I’ve been holding my breath for:

My virtual window display

My virtual window display

The digital doors are open and more of my jewelry will soon be on display. A photo shoot awaits me tomorrow, as does updating and general sorting out of the shop. I simply cannot wait to watch this project come to full fruition.

This day has been absolutely plain bananas: plans for travel have been confirmed, as has my plan to open a shop. It really does feel that the world is my oyster today, and all it took was the persistent shifting through multiple tabs on my Safari and a little creativity.