January 2025
Sometimes everything runs smoothly in life – and sometimes it doesn't. Just like in football, where there are days when nothing comes together. A footballer once remarked that when luck just won't materialise, bad luck often comes along with it. A life lesson that I learnt a few years ago at the ‘TrendSet’ trade fair in Munich in January helps me in such hapless phases.
It all started with the decision to take a plane for fear of ice and snow. It was here that things started to ‘not quite run smoothly’: I paid more for my excess baggage at the airport than for the flight ticket itself. When I arrived at the trade fair, the next shock was inevitable: my magnetic bookmarks and lamps, which I had sent in advance, had not arrived. So, I set up my stand with just a few samples and even these were barely illuminated.
It got even worse: on the morning of 6 January, I waited for an eternity in the freezing cold at the bus stop in the direction of the exhibition centre. It was a public holiday in Bavaria – and I had forgotten. No wonder I felt ill the next day and my voice failed me. Oh, everything was just going wrong for me, while the exhibitors around me were happy with themselves and the world. I said to myself: Now stay calm and keep your nerve. Because the run of bad luck continued. After a broken suitcase roll, wrong underground journeys and a lost notebook, the chaos culminated in my cousin Günter, who wanted to take me to the airport the day after the trade fair ended, getting stuck in his snowed-in holiday home in Austria. "You don't have to leave yet, the flight doesn't leave until 3pm!" my aunt, who I was staying with, wondered as I set off for the S-Bahn at 10am on the day of my journey. "Better safe than sorry," I answered her calmly, because I had learnt by now that if things don't go smoothly, they just simply don't work. And indeed, what had to happen did happen: the S-Bahn carriage I was sitting in was suddenly uncoupled. While the front carriages rolled towards the airport, I ended up somewhere else entirely and took ages to find the right route to my destination. I arrived at the airport just in time.
Munich was not an easy place for me. Years later, I travelled there to paint a few city motifs. I chose the Frauenkirche, Marienplatz and the Old Town Hall. The first day was wonderful – the sun was shining, and I happily painted the famous towers of the Frauenkirche. But the next morning a completely different picture awaited me: thick fog lay heavy over the city. But instead of being frustrated, I decided to accept the situation as it was. Without further ado, I drove to the Allianz Arena, bought a day ticket and made myself comfortable in one of the upper tiers of the football stadium. I painted the pitch, the stands and the open roof – no, not with a view of the mousy grey and foggy sky, but of an imaginary blue sky. I felt as happy as Karl Valentin, who once said: "I'm happy when it rains. Because if I'm not happy, it rains too." A true Munich native who knew how to take life with humour!