My art was on TV! 👀 And I have many, many feelings about this...

Last month, I was interviewed about my art, my work as an illustrator, my life as well as my community project, “Das Blaue Haus” (“The Blue House”). The interview appeared on SWR Aktuell Rheinland-Pfalz, a regional news broadcasting channel in Germany.

Filming took place in my home studio.

This may be coming out of left field for some of you, so to give some quick context: I started Das Blaue Haus last year in January as a response to increased loneliness and polarisation in our society, as well as vacancy in our inner city in Traben-Trarbach (the place where I currently live).

Das Blaue Haus is essentially an extended living room of sorts, intended as a “third space”, a term coined by American sociologist Ray Oldenburg which refers to a social setting outside of family and work life. I have organised a couple of meet-ups and events here, including creative/crafting “co-working” sessions, board game afternoons/nights, and more recently: karaoke!

Never could I have ever imagined that the enthusiasm for my project would build up so quickly! One thing led to another, and I was first interviewed for a radio broadcast last year in December. At this point in time, the focus was purely on Das Blaue Haus.

Then in March this year, I was interviewed by a newspaper in Trier. This is where the focus started to shift a little bit, still reporting on the community project, but with significant focus on my illustration, and in particular, my biography. I really, really did not see that one coming!

Then, seeming to build up on all of this, it all came to the TV interview, with my abbreviated life story and art taking centre stage. Das Blaue Haus is still mentioned, but it is a shorter part of the interview. You can watch the segment here, in German only, at minute 23:20:

If you’re on Instagram, you can watch a little snippet of this interview with English subs here.

Needless to say, I feel incredibly overwhelmed AND OVERCOME WITH GRATITUDE BY all of this.

My immediate instinct is to not take credit for any of this. Because: you know me! But seriously, none of this could have happened without a significant amount of luck and privilege. I try to have consideration for that, while not letting it discredit my ideas completely.

“Meeting places are extremely important for our democracy“

I feel so fortunate to be part of such a supportive and enthusiastic community, always there to lend a helping hand and spread the word. The people around me remind me that it’s ok to ask for help, and that it’s mostly much better to organise as a group. This is what community is all about!

I also feel… vindicated. And like the universe plays really weird tricks on you sometimes.

Because literally a week before I was asked to be on TV, I had a portfolio review where I was essentially told that my messaging wasn’t clear, that I seem “all over the place”.

And this, really, is what I have been told my entire illustration career. Strong sense of style, but “too free” and “not marketable enough”.

This song lol!! Is literally me! Emo pop punk kids of the early 00s rejoice 🤘🏼

The reviewers and experts I have consulted with have had the best intentions. Just doing their job, sharing what they know. And definitely, there is always room to improve!

But perhaps I have taken these words of advice too unsalted thus far. Maybe I CAN trust my point of view and direction a little more. Even if my path as an illustrator looks a little different than those of others.

Serendipity smacking me on the head.

I never planned for my art to merge so blatantly with social advocacy in real life. Sure, I always made it a point to stand for diversity and equality in my art work, but me doing voluntary work was just me doing voluntary work. A separate thing. One thing was not meant as a platform for the other, and vice versa.

Illustration and brochure Design for Das Blaue Haus © Kat J. Weiss 2026

Perhaps it was inevitable. I used my know-how as a designer and illustrator to create brochures and posters for my project. I centred events around creativity. I yearned for community in my pictures, and then started truly living in them.

Perhaps it was all meant to flow into each other eventually, an artistic purpose meeting a life goal.

Nostalgia sneaking up on my heart.

My upbringing and education is somewhat more eclectic than what most people (without migrant backgrounds) experience here in Germany. Third-culture kid stuff. It has been a big focus in these media pieces. What was growing up in Hong Kong like, studying in America, and then moving to a small town in Germany? Culture shock?

I cannot underscore enough how immensely fortunate I have been to be given and afforded such a colourful life. It seems weird to admit but I was embarrassed by it for a long time. I did not feel that I deserved it, and I did not want people thinking I wasn’t checking myself. I tried very much to focus on the present, and who I could become. As a result, I forgot about the many magical moments in my past: finding your “gang” during the first years of university, toughing through all-nighters together, moving abroad to another campus, finding your gang again.

An photo of me in a Hong Kong tram by one of my oldest friends, Marisa. We did a bunch of “artsy” film photo tours like this, pre-university days!

Attending a Bob-Ross-Paint-Along birthday party (where someone ends up scrawling “THERE IS NO GOD” over their landscape), going to many, many DIY, ramshackle thrown-together house gigs, listening to your friend sing the most beautiful song in a dark kitchen corner and it somehow filling up the entire room and touching you for life.

I could go on forever. The point is, being asked all these questions about my past has brought all of these memories back, memories I tried to tuck away but really should put up on an altar for all they have made me.

A side note on style, inspiration, and the nuance of identity

In the interview, there is a snippet of me describing my illustration style: that it has East Asian aspects to it, in it’s flatness, verticality, and crowded sceneries — compare with Thai mural paintings or Japanese woodblock printing for instance.

The reality is much more nuanced than that, but I don’t fault anyone for “misrepresenting” me, after all, it was merely a 2,5 minute long segment!

The entirety of what I “actually” said is as follows: that I see myself as an artist combining both East and West, which is how most of my upbringing was. I am very much inspired by detail-obsessed Art Nouveau/Jugendstil/Vienna Secession artists, who looked to Japanese woodblock printing for inspiration.

So in a way you could say I am closing the loop?

My watercolour paintings… East Asian inspired? Maybe.
© Kat J. Weiss 2026

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To add to that, I spent many happy childhood afternoons drawing big crowded pictures at my friends’ house. We would draw funny characters, make jokes about our characters, sing songs about our characters. I feel so appreciative of how we were encouraged to live and collaborate creatively, from early on. I have no doubt that my tendency to draw crowded sceneries probably stems in part from those experiences.

What I’m trying to say is that influence and inspiration are complicated, and you can never just point to a single origin, even if in me you may see an “mixed-Asian” person and automatically think “Asian-influenced”.

Reality is much more complex than that! And I refuse to be put into one box.

I’m grateful for this moment of attention. I’ll ride this wave while I still can.

Who knows how long this will last? Or when DUN DUN DUN my big downfall will come? Look at me catastrophising already. I’m trying my best to stay humble, but can’t I just exist in this excitement for a bit?!

For what it’s worth, perhaps this will give me a moment to look back on, something to hold on to on a rainy day, for that bit of confidence and courage to continue making my art. When I need it.

When creative projects take much longer than you planned and you kind of feel like a failure (but pushing through anyway)

Title Image: Das Blaue Haus, Holbein Acryla Gouache and Schmincke Acrylic Ink.
A painting I finally finished after 2 months, in a total of approx. 10-15 hours.

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My life and the pace in which I make art have changed a lot these past two years.

The biggest change is that I became employed, giving me more security, and more freedom, in some ways, but also putting more constraints on my free time. I might be wrong, but this seems to be the trend among many illustrators and people wanting to pursue this path nowadays.

The second biggest change is that my ex-illustration agency let go of me last year, and ever since then, I’ve had to act as my own marketer, negotiator and accountant, on top of everything else. 

This year I vowed that I wouldn’t let that stop me, that I could embrace the indie spirit and make it on my own, work on my own dream projects, and be the illustrator I feel that I am and always wanted to be. However, I ended up putting way too much on my plate, and by April/May, I was operating on perpetual stress mode. 

Bamboo Dreams, I explain my full process here!

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I finally had to admit that, no, I could not work on 2 or 3 extra projects after work. That being only part-time employed still means that a significant chunk of my week is already occupied. And that between grocery shopping and cleaning and pet care and reading mails and starting a community project and whatever else is required to stay functional, regeneration time is a non-negotiable. 

I finally had to admit that whatever I wanted to achieve, whatever dreams I wanted to fulfil, well, those would just have to wait a little longer. And maybe that’s a good thing, because time, and the challenges and epiphanies that come with it, often crystallise the best parts out of us.

Making stickers + sketching in Padua and my local café

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Though I haven’t read Atomic Habits by James Clear, there’s an idea from it that I really like: Every action you take is a vote for the type of person you want to become. 

So maybe I no longer have all the time in the world, but what is one small thing I can do today, this week, this month, to keep the ball rolling? 

Song forever.

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A little doodle in memory of my dog. Doodle whatever makes me smile. Finish that painting I started two months ago. Go out sketching with a friend. Dye and print some t-shirts to print on further down the line. 

I promise, people, there is so much I wish to work on and share, if only it weren’t for the time. For now, this will have to do. 

Dyeing some t-shirts for printing down the line…

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If you’re anything like me, I invite you to commiserate, but to also keep believing in yourself and your capabilities. Reflect on and list all the ways you’re already working as an artist, illustrator, etc. and hold onto that. Use that to keep showing up to the page, no matter what small way it is.

At the end of the day, I am an illustrator because I care deeply about the pictures that I make. Please, please do not confuse this with “I would do it, even for free” — no! I believe in fair compensation for artists, because artwork is work. But even stronger than that, I feel a movement within me, pushing me towards more handmade-ness, more imperfection — because nowadays, pictures are so easy to make, even AI can do it. I believe we should celebrate our humanity in art, lest we lose it completely. 

Sketching in Padua earlier in July. Photo by my new friend, Imke.

Why and how I finally took a ‘Social Media Break’ (not life advice)

I’ve been aware of how much of a time-suck social media can be for a while now, especially after reading How to Do Nothing by Jenny Odell, but found it hard to change my relationship to it. I even made a Youtube video (now privated) documenting my attempt at reducing my screen time, but did not manage to keep up this lifestyle change for long after that. 

So why have I suddenly decided to take myself off social media, and what’s different this time? 

In short: my parents came to visit, entrusted me with a bunch of new responsibilities, and I got overwhelmed. 

I realised pretty quickly that in order to fit all of these new responsibilities into my life, along with a new job starting soon, continued portfolio work & latent freelance career, taking care of my rabbits, hobbies, and really any house hold task you can think of – including an apartment make-over – I needed to immediately cut out any time-wasting entities, so bye bye social media. Finally, I had a reason bigger than my own wants and desires; a force stronger than the allure of needing to be connected at all times.

I spent a lot of time redecorating my place.

For 2+ weeks now I’ve been logged out most platforms and have deleted all apps off my phone, except for Youtube and Apple Podcasts (if that even counts), which I use as a kind of background noise while doing mostly mindless tasks, or for entertainment purposes when I’m done for the day. But even then I try to be mindful of when they take up too much of my time or distract me. 

Admittedly, I did log back into Instagram a at least once per week, just to let people know what was going on and that I wasn’t ignoring them. I also logged back into Twitter a few times to a) doomscroll out of boredom, and b) catch up on some news. Ultimately I found these behaviour patterns too time-consuming, and have been staying off the platform more consistently.

Maybe unnecessary side note, but in order to get the embedded social media links for this article, I also had to log back into Instagram – but it no longer felt like it was for my personal use.

2+ weeks really isn’t that long of a time, but it feels like ages – as if somehow social media has the ability to foreshorten time in digital space, and outside of it, you start to feel the actual duration. The internet moves fast, as they say. I’m noticing lots of periods of nothingness just by existing in the offline world, and I’m wondering – was this all the time I used to willingly give up? 

My screen time comparisons, from before I “quit” social media to a few weeks after. I think the difference is pretty extreme! The global screen time average is around 6.5 hours daily, which is almost hard to imagine.

Not using up my time scrolling / liking / being liked / posting feels very awkward. The word that comes closest to it is ennui – but it also feels much more like an itch. As if I’m itching for something to do, something to itch my dopamine-hungry brain with. Every now and then I itch to check Instagram, to Tweet, to scroll, but in the back of my mind I’ve already reached the conclusion that these actions will never truly satisfy the longing that I feel.

To be fair, I haven’t started work yet, so perhaps this ennui will lessen once I have a job. I’m curious to see if staying off social media will help me balance work / freelance / free-time / house hold chores. I know for sure that my time will be precious then, so maybe it’s not a bad idea to get a head-start on better time-management. 

Chair upholstery which I fixed in the most unhinged embroidery style ever, thrifted decor for my room. For new things I try to buy second-hand as much as possible, which is why my interior kinda looks a grandma’s cottage (which is fine).

So instead, I redirect myself to writing, my other hobbies, or one of the many house hold tasks I’ve bullet-pointed on a seemingly never-ending list. Really, I do not have any excuse to be bored! On the other hand, this feeling, this lull, is probably one I’ve forgotten how to feel for a very long time.

It’s weird because I’ve always had this frivolous dream of secluding myself in a forest cabin, away from the world, just so I can write and make art without a filter. True, physical separation from your usual surroundings is sometimes completely necessary, but that isn’t always possible, and besides, you can never run away from your problems. All along I had the opportunity to create the forest cabin around me – I just didn’t do it. 

My redecorated work space with thrifted floral curtains, thrifted planter, and a plant hanger which I crocheted :)

To be clear, I do not think I am now morally superior because of all of this. After all, how can I look down on a tool that has sparked and facilitated so many important social movements – from Black Lives Matter, to MeToo, to the protests in Thailand and beyond?

But revolutions need to be much more multifaceted than “participatory media structures,” as communication scientist Martin Emmer puts it, and besides, even the revolutionary needs moderated screen-time. I just know that this was a personal inevitability for me, because as well as taking a lot of my time, social media had the tendency to have a hold on my emotions. And who knows how many of my thoughts it has manipulated without me realising it?

A thrifted tablecloth with rabbits and chickens (! of course), a thrifted cart for my art supplies; sadly one of the wheels broke but it’s still standing, at least. The white IKEA Alex drawer, big enough for A2 paper, and one of the few more expensive items I didn’t thrift. Finally, learn from my mistakes: glass picture frames > plexiglass picture frames.

I feel confident that being more protective of my time and energy is one of the healthiest life decisions I can make, but I also know that it can never be more than just a phase. The reality is that I’ll still need social media to promote my freelance work, at least from time to time, and most likely for any future jobs.

But how can I integrate these platforms back into my life, without being sucked into the absolute time vortex that they are? To this end: I recently discovered that you can set time-limits on your apps via the regular iPhone settings, so perhaps that is an option for me. If you have any experience with this, feel free to let me know – PS there is a comments section beneath each of my blog entries!

I may be utilising these iPhone settings in the future…

And beyond that, especially if you have experience juggling a house hold, having a job, taking care of pets, kids, cooking, grocery shopping, etc, while also having a hobbies – I’m looking at you, working house wives and house husbands – how do you balance all of this? Have you found that staying off social media was helpful for you as well?

And finally, I know this is a trite question, but how do we connect beyond social media in the 21st century? It seems we get an overwhelming sense of our connectedness virtually nowadays, and I have to admit that I miss sharing the silly moments throughout my day with my friends, from the way my rabbits lie in their funny little positions to how I’ve done up my place. I feel isolated, kinda.  Sure, we can go out and talk, but that’s not always an option, and there will always be the need to communicate in a way that transcends physical and temporal boundaries: we’ve done it for thousands of years, after all, from caves to chatrooms. 

Even the rabbits got a rabbit room make over! The vinyl flooring is better for their feet and easier for me to clean / generally protects the room from damage.

It seems that this blog is the only sustainable way for me to keep connecting in the modern world, so I sincerely hope that you will continue to enjoy reading it!

2022 recap: “bad” year for freelancing, good year for life

Compared to 2021, I wasn’t very busy with client projects this year. On the one hand, it felt a little unsettling, but on the other hand, I know from shared and conventional wisdom 😉 that most businesses, freelance or not, go through their ups and down.

To recap, here’s what I worked on in 2023:

• For most of the year, May - October(!) I worked on this Sex Education Brochure for WienXtra, an Austrian organisation that, in cooperation with the city of Vienna, provides information, education, events, and leisure activities for children and young people. The reason this project took so long is not the amount of work I had, but rather, limited resources / man power on the client’s side – so everything was slower than I’m used to. I wish I had better prepared myself for this, but I enjoyed working on this project all the same.

This chapter of the brochure talks about consent.

• So, because of this, I had more time to work on personal projects, for example this “Raclette” piece, which I finished in October: 

• In November - December, I exhibited the above piece, along with some others, in the St. Gangolf church, Trier. 50 artists were invited to take part in the exhibition, Inspiration: St. Gangolf, to celebrate the reopening and renovation of the church (you’ll see in the pictures that Jesus himself was still going through… his face lift 😉). I actually ended up selling one of my pieces, “Hot pot” – which was a rewarding, but also kind of sad?! It felt weird to say good bye to a piece which I had worked many hours on; like saying good bye to a part of myself. But I feel reassured that it’s staying in a nice new home now!

Video of the illustrations in St. Gangolf church, Trier, and Jesus under construction lol

• Side note – I hope you don’t mind me pitching myself – most of my works are available, on demand, as prints! Yes, even the sold works. All you have to do is ask about the artwork you are interested in, and I’ll give you a size and price from there. 

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• The last official project I worked on this year was typesetting for this photo book: Transatlantic by Tom Klein (a photographer and fellow creative of ours in Trier).

Why 2022 was this a good year “for life”

I suppose you can guess: I had more time to pursue personal goals. For example, I did a 30 day Cantonese learning challenge, followed by a 30 day reading challenge, followed/paralleled by a 30 day yoga challenge. 

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What I learnt from all of these challenges is that it takes small, but consistent steps to keep yourself going. Even on my worst day, what is the smallest thing I can do to keep X habit going? And I think that helped me a lot. 

I also realised that I love learning languages, not just Cantonese – so this year I’m adding Thai, Ukrainian and French to the list – but keeping it small and manageable, of course! 

Final Reflections: no art on a dying planet

As the year came to a close, I realised that there is much more I would like to do in terms of climate activism. We are moving much too slow in terms of reducing C02 emissions, transitioning to renewables and public mobility, and ultimately avoiding climate tipping points. Huge props to fellow illustrator Holly Exley for her tireless activism + sacrifice, and confronting her audience with this issue.

The next step for me is to attend the big demonstration in Lützerath on the 14.01.23 – this German village will be destroyed and dug up to make way for a new coal mine – which will ultimately stray us far, far away from the goal of limiting the global temperature increase to 1.5°C (as laid out in the 2015 Paris agreement). Activists are trying to prevent this from happening.

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The science and facts are clear. So, my question to you: if you are not (or cannot be) on the streets, what will YOU do to help mitigate this disaster? Are we going to keep applauding from the sidelines, waiting for young people to fix this?

(maybe) Getting Hearing Aids at 29 – my hearing loss story

I went to have a hearing test and it turns out that I have light to moderate hearing loss, which mostly affects high-frequency sounds/soft consonants. I wasn’t at all surprised as I have known about my lower than average hearing for pretty much my entire life; certain people just sound like they are constantly mumbling to me, I am known to ask people to repeat themselves multiple times, and the fact that I might not hear a phone ringing or someone calling me is a common occurrence. I think it’s genetic because it runs on my father’s side of the family…

If you have never noticed this about me then it’s likely that it’s because we were together, in close proximity + in a quiet place, and you weren’t whispering. Other ways that I have “hid” my hearing loss are: a) through educated guessing about what someone might have said or b) simply ignoring the person or nodding and smiling (LOL sorry if I did this to you). 

What I am actually pretty surprised about is that I am entitled to – that it’s actually being recommended for me – to get hearing aids. In fact, it’s recommended for even light hearing loss, which I suppose makes sense, because no one would ever say “Yeah, you could totally get by!” to someone with the slightest vision loss. Having hearing aids/hearing loss is still stigmatised, it seems. I think it’s getting better now, but growing up, I can tell you that not being able to hear properly was very rarely met with any kind of understanding or empathy. It was almost always met with annoyance and impatience – treated as if it was my fault. 

My audiogram results for a better explanation of my hearing loss. Any point greater than 26dB is considered hearing loss. More information on degrees of hearing loss here.

Once I get the chance to do another hearing test at a doctor’s, and they give me a proper prescription, I can get health insurance to cover a standard pair of hearing aids. If not, then, we’ll see… right now I’m testing a pair of hearing aids that the local hearing aid dispenser gave me to try for a week, and here’s what my audio experience has been like so far: 

• I can hear way more rustling and crackling in my surroundings than before, which is sometimes annoying and can lead to “sensory overload” (as I am writing this, I am feeling weirdly fatigued and unfocused, so I’m taking a “hearing aid break”)

• My own voice sounds like I am speaking through a metal box, kinda

• Children sound like robots 

• Any recordings coming out of a device sound extra metallic

• Overall, any high frequency sounds  have more of a “vibration” to them 

WOW, none of that sounds actually beneficial, but I think I need to test out speaking to people in noisy places, or speaking to children and people that mumble by default (also children, mostly). If I don’t end up getting hearing aids because $$$ or whatever, then I suppose the only message that I want to send with this is to please be more patient and understanding with people that can’t hear properly, or otherwise have more difficulty understanding the world than you do :)