Obviously I’m posting this a little late cause aint nobay travellin no where these days but a couple months ago I went back to my birthplace of Frankfrut, Germany for my first art trip of 2020 and I had a spect-tac-ular time! Recently I’ve been living in the Atlanta area for work and I’ve been disappointed with the appreciation of art here. In Germany I felt like it was a night and day change. They loved the arts and therefore because of my natural artistic temperament I felt loved as well. By both the people and the city even though it was cold… AF.
I used couch surfing or the first time and I’m not gonna lie y’all, I was shaking in my adidas on the days coming up to my trip. I was so scared of trusting a stranger for housing in another country. I’m too pretty. I could…you know… get fondled… but luckily I did not even though one dude tried to host me in a nudist house (I didn’t stay there haha). I loved how everywhere in the city people were riding bikes, and walking. Yes walking! God how much I’ve loved just strolling and taking public transport and feeling the city like in SF. The hum of creative energy purging from the streets. Feeling alive! Also, did I mention I went to a special Van Gogh exhibit and there as a line out of the door. The enthusiam was umm- mazing.
I began exploring on the art row street in Frankfurt where they have the Das Städel Museum (with the Van Goh exhibit) as well as the Schirin Kunsthalle Frankfurt. There were museums as long as the eye could see about seemingly everything and I loved it’s proximity to the water. I included some of my favorite pieces in the museum below that really inspired me with their sense of confidence.



Near the art street street we climbed up the Cathedral of St. Bartholomew to look out at the city. Jesus Christ guys that was the longest spiraling staircase I’ve ever gone on to get to the top of something. It had to have been a least football field straight vertical haha. We got schnitzels and apple wein after that and I’d to say that both were terrible. I know it’a German staple but I’m sticking to Atlanta for food still haha
The next day we headed to Heildelburg Castle. While me and my host were on the train (the most beautiful train I’ve ever ridden on) I was drawing the the people and a girl noticed me sketching the scene. She asked if I was drawing her and I said yes, so please go back to looking out the window haha. She did, took a picture and we talked for a bit more on the train. Such stark contrast to Atlanta once again where no one says much to me if I do any public work. No one cares! When me and my host got to the castle I painted it quickly in watercolor even though my hands were frozen solid.
That’s it folks! Overall things were cheap and people were very nice to me. The architecture of the city was stunning (shown slideshow at the top) and I would definitely go back. I’d give Frankfurt a Greg Art Trip score of 3.8 out of 5 pencils.
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