Search
  • Nick

Aquablue

Four things that are Aquablue:

  1. The Mediterranean Sea in the summer.

  2. The sky, when the weather's good.

  3. Melancholy.

  4. A butterfly, a kind of which I don't know if it is real or imaginary.


I had just moved to Greece, and I spent my days doing not many things at all. After helping my grandma in the kitchen, I would drive my scooter down to the beach, which used to be always packed in the summer but was totally empty that spring. I would sit on the cliffs and look at the ocean. I'd observe the Aquablue and... not as much lose myself in thought, but lose myself in feeling, rather.


A year-and-a-half or so later, I was living in a small flat in Hamburg. It was winter and, though busy, the days I spent were quiet and shallow. When the work of the day had been done, in total afternoon-darkness, I would go to the harbour and walk along the waterfront. And though the damp, muddy, dirty snow certainly didn't look-a-like the Aegean did all those months ago, it still felt the same. It made me feel the same.

Aquablue.

Recent Posts

See All

Von dem sitzen, lesen, schreiben in Cafés habe ich mich nun weiterentwickelt, bin aufgestiegen zur nächsten Stufe von hoffnungslos romantischen Kulturschaffenden: heute sitze ich im Ansichtsbereich de