I feel incredibly fortunate that my family -- a deeply connected, large tribe of abundant love and wisdom in central Europe — opened the doors for me to find roots far more west than I ever imagined. I feel home on the West Coast as I do in Switzerland, and so I find myself traveling frequently back to my birth home.
I absolutely love aesthetics, space and light; I get very passionate when I recognize and experience creative talent and meticulous taste.
It's a bit of a conundrum: Although living and surrounding myself with a creative culture is meaningful and gratifying to me, I wouldn't claim to be an artist myself. Never, though, would I define myself as a mere consumer of art. Experiencing any form of art for me is an intimate, interactive, and lastly, creative process of negotiating and navigating emotions. I think.
One of my all-time favorites: The Unbearable Lightness of Being, both book and film by Kundera. Wings of Desire by Wim Wenders.
Lost Souls, Boyhood, Delicatessen, Down by Law, Pan's Labyrinth, Lost in Translation, Stranger than Fiction, Winter's Bone, The Secretary, Sex and Lucia, Vicky Christina Barcelona, Life Aquatic. City of God. Drei. Drive. Un Prophete. Cinema Paradiso, Il Postino.
Bagdad Cafe I saw eons ago in Switzerland, which was instrumental in my desire to move to the west.
Music: Sophie Hunger, Radiohead, Devotchka, Feist and Fink, Grace Woodroofe, Seu Jorge. Well-mixed electronica, but I have no names to list with one notable exception: Random Rab.
Rachmaninov, Chopin, Maria Callas, Anne Sophie Mutter, Gabriela Montero, Maria Pires.
Streams such as KCRW, KEXP, deepmix.ru.
Food: so much exquisitely prepared slow foods in this town: Mission Eatery, Contigo, Foreign Cinema, Range, and then across to Amnesia for a random and quirky musical gig. Udupi Palace. Sushi: Ichi, Koo', and Wako!