Schaddelmühle is where people come to create, it is in the small countryside town of Schaddel. It has pottery and ceramics studios and places to stay.
June 6. Frank Brinkman, had heard about the arts residency being cut short, and invited me to come to Schaddelmuehle sometime. This lovely place is just across the river from Hoeffgen. To get there, I took an early train from Leipzig. Then a taxi brought me to my new home for a few weeks.
I would walk a country lane to the supermarket to get groceries. When I first arrived, I didn’t know about the idyllic lane. I walked beside the motorway to get to the supermarket. It was not a nice experience. I got a lot of sideways looks!
It was a gorgeous place to stay, the swallows dipped and dived in the evenings. It was very quiet and there seemed to be no one else staying whilst I was there. I relished the quiet and all the trees.

As I went there after sitting the ten day silent Vipassana Meditation course, it really helped with the transition. An opportunity to paint and meditate in the countryside and I was very happy to have this time there. It was a valuable time to allow what I had learnt. We were woken at 4 am every morning on the retreat, and started at 4.30 am. My body was still on early o clock and so continued early meditations at 5.30 am. It was very quiet and perfect for this time. With a continued practice of three to four meditation hours a day. It was also quite full on though in that my body was still doing some intense healing after the Vipassana. And a whole lot was still being released from my system. I worked on a painting at this time as part of the residency.
Walking around Schaddel…
10 June, there was no internet there in the country. There are lots of cool birds to watch instead. Seeing the biggest slugs and snails I’ve ever encountered. I would also cross over the river to check my emails. On a small boat with the boat guy. A man with a paddle brought you across for a coin. You just have to ring a bell. A day trip to Grimma and a boat trip along the river home. And went to a small festival in the village called Schaddel Fest.
A friend from Leipzig, Patrick, rode his bike out to see me one hot day. He jumped into the river, it seemed like a good idea. It was nice to meet a woman called Cindy there, as she was doing ceramics in the studio. On the 15th of June, I went to Leipzig with Cindy and stayed at her flat for a few nights. Then I came back to the quiet retreat of Schaddel. I was there for the Solstice, enjoying the environs, and working with painting. June 22, again to Leipzig and back to Schaddel for the last two nights.
Leaving at 7 am in the morning, the lovely caretaker dropped me at the train station. He gives me a hug and says please come and stay with us again. I catch a train back to Leipzig, appreciative and grateful for the restorative time there in the German countryside.




