Category Archives: Musings

Thoughts, ideas, observations and contemplations of all things life and creativity

It doesn’t have to be perfect

It doesn’t have to be per­fect, orig­i­nally uploaded by Thorsten Becker. Per­fec­tion. Many peo­ple strive for it, few accom­plish it in their cho­sen pro­fes­sion and even then they’re often not happy with what they’ve accom­plished. There is a term for some­one con­stantly try­ing to be per­fect: per­fec­tion­ist. I include myself in this group on many

It’s the little things that matter

It’s the lit­tle things that mat­ter, orig­i­nally uploaded by Thorsten Becker. Every now and then a com­monly used word sud­denly stands out in my mind, often for no appar­ent rea­son; it just kind of begs for atten­tion and lingers in the fore­front until I take a moment to research it fur­ther. So it was with

A different perspective

A dif­fer­ent per­spec­tive, orig­i­nally uploaded by Thorsten Becker. I often find that peo­ple spend an awful lot of time “fix­ing” things, espe­cially other peo­ple. We tend to lose our ini­tial fas­ci­na­tion with some­one and their lit­tle quirks and ticks become more evi­dent, some­times to the point where we’d con­sider them annoy­ing, unpleas­ant or even ugly.

A time of reflection

A time of reflec­tion, orig­i­nally uploaded by Thorsten Becker. I am glad it is autumn again and I hon­estly wouldn’t mind if it lasted a few weeks longer than it usu­ally does. I know that many peo­ple bat­tle with depres­sion this time of the year and they have my deep­est sym­pa­thy. It can be a

Stories unfold

Sto­ries unfold, orig­i­nally uploaded by Thorsten Becker. Sto­ries. The cities are full of them, each one worth to be told, noticed, lis­tened to. They are dif­fer­ent and unique, yet com­pellingly sim­i­lar in many ways, relat­able. They stand on their own, just as their bear­ers, yet they con­nect to each other, to one another, to all

Watcha got there?

Watcha got there?, orig­i­nally uploaded by Thorsten Becker. Com­ing in to Munich first week of August we had a 12 hour lay­over thanks to the Lufthansa pilot strike. We used the time to go down­town and headed over to the Eng­lish Gar­den (I highly rec­om­mend a visit). The lake (called Klein­hes­selo­her See) in the north­ern

Joie de vivre

Lebens­freude — Joie de vivre, orig­i­nally uploaded by Thorsten Becker. From Wikiep­dia: “Joie de vivre (from the French joie, “joy”; de, “of”; vivre, “to live, liv­ing”; “the joy of liv­ing”) is a term some­times imported into Eng­lish to express a cheer­ful enjoy­ment of life; an exul­ta­tion of spirit. Joie de vivre, as one scholar has