Petruschki's Journey Into The Blue - Chapter 4 - Anchors Aweigh!!!
In December 2019 we went on a journey by bus and train through Spain, France, Germany, Belgium, Great Britain and Ireland. The aim was the exhibition Protest! by Derek Jarman in Dublin. But there was so much to see on the way there. In the end we had visited 21 exhibitions and had also discovered a few other interesting stories.
It is December 3, 2019. A beautiful blue winter morning. We embark on our journey which will take us via Barcelona to Paris via Mannheim, Frankfurt, Wiesbaden, Berlin, Bochum, Cologne, Bonn, London to Dublin.
Here we get on the train to Barcelona. There is no train station at all, just a stop, but the chickens cackle and the roosters crow. And you can hear the sea. If you stand on tiptoe at a certain place, you can even see the sea!
Sunrise. In the train to Barcelona you sit next to the wide open sea. The train travels past the cliffs and empty winter beaches for a long time before reaching the suburbs of Barcelona.
Ocher-orange cliffs, a staggering look down into the shimmering sea. Sometimes crystalline green, transparent sparkling. Through the tunnels and then the light explodes, sky so blue and small bays with the rainbow flag.
On sunny days, the breathtaking expanse of the sea shows itself in a thousand shades of blue, turquoise, light blue, ultramarine.
From: -Chroma- Derek Jarman:
Pearl fishermen in azureblue seas deep waters that wash around the island of the dead
In coral harbors amphorae spill gold across the calm seabed We lie there Fanned by the surging sails of forgotten ships
On cloudy days, jade green mixes with delicate gray-blue or threatening black-gray and the horizon melts between sky and sea.
This is Barcelona's Sants train station, the yellow and black Barcelona taxis.
Barcelona - Paris: rushing through the countryside for 6 and a half hours. I am as happy as a clam and see the world approaching me.
Southern France
Behind Perpignan - this is where the Étang de Leucate begins. A lagoon between the Rhone delta and where the Pyrenees slope into the Mediterranean. The lagoon extends about 5400 hectares and has an average depth of 1.7 meters. I like to know stuff like that. There is always a lot of wind here. So it is quite a popular windsurfing area. We didn't see a surfer. Maybe because its winter. Oysters and mussels are also raised here. The train travels between two waters. Travelling in the direction of Ètang de l´Ayrole.
Sky over a town in the south of France, a little bird sits on the platform.
Dream images passing by, landscapes become paintings.
Dusk. We are approaching Paris.
And there we are already in the metro - azure azul ultramarine and other blue stains
Here we are! On a bridge over the Seine looking at the Eiffel Tower!