I just walked by this large diptych in a Berlin underground station. I think it reflects that idea of art being all around us. Those gorgeous chocolate browns mixed with cappuccino greys sitting next to its silent neighbour, encased by a smoky green frame. It seems to be holding its breath for something else to enter, another stain or mark that might never arrive.

I also saw this beautifully shaped van. The colours drew me in. Black and cream mixed with the brown mud on the ground. The chocolate brown bottom corner seems to taste the golden pallet. I am also interested in the height of the buildings here. They are so tall, so vertical. The ones in the back of this image have a mechanical vertebrae element to them.