As some of you might know, I went to Austria and Germany this past December. I thought I’d share a bit about that adventure here. As I am writing, I realize that this trip was so rich, I will tell you about it over several posts – like a Mini-Series.
Even though I was born and raised in southern Germany, I had never been to Vienna. What a city! I can’t even begin to do it justice here.
Vienna!
We were extremely lucky to be hosted by dear friends in the heart of Vienna. They took us around everywhere, and offered the most delightful experiences.
You’d think that the famous Viennese Christmas markets would have been a target for a visit. Yet, we noticed that our hosts deliberately walked big circles around each and every one of them. Stirred by memories of Christmas Markets of my childhood, I finally asked to visit a specific small one (recommended by Janet, of Viennese background, who sells apples at our local Farmer’s Market): Spittleberg.
The Spittleberg Christmas Market is not in an open square like most others, but along a quaint little street
But what I found was much changed from the markets of my own childhood: sadly commercialized, and not a single ‘artisanal’ offering was actually locally made. Most of them carried imported mass produced items. A sad sign of the times.
One day, we hiked through the wintery vineyards on the outskirts of Vienna. 
From here, we could see the Danube. Our host explained the importance of this river to the history of Vienna.
The river Danube in the distance
Our host, Martina, has her roots here: she was baptized in the church on the hill:
The church on the hill is one destination on these kinds of walks
One thing worth mentioning about our Vienna visit: we had been there a week before we realized that our hosts owned a car. They were so used to going everywhere on foot and/or by public transit, the car did not appear until a week into our visit. A very interesting fact, culturally speaking, don’t you think?
That’s it for now. I’ll tell you more soon! I’ll cover these topics:
Part Two: Gallery Visits
Part Three: Churches
Part Four: Eating Culture
Part Five: Kyudo, and an Unforgettable Gift
Part Six: Germany
The galleries that sell my work are really important to me – I feel that they are direct extensions of me. I hand-pick the galleries like I hand-craft each piece I make. I care about the men and women who work hard to further the work of us artists, and who are ultimately the reason we can be in our studios and make things by hand. 
