Mother to her daughter at the hair salon, urging her to cut her hair shorter:“Your hair will grow fast!”
The girl: “My finger nails grow fast, not my hair!”
Vacation is the favorite topic at the hair salon. My neighbor says she’s going to Bulgaria with her family. The hotel is right near the beach. The hairdresser herself is going to Istanbul for four days and is planning to stroll around and go for drinks. I tell them I’m going to Venice for work. It’s the only vacation I go for: the work vacation (which is such an Andy Warhol thing to say, isn't it?).
I'm drawing together with my friend Franzi in the park. We're observing the punk hair style of a man sitting not far from us. My friend notices how his hair cut is both about styling and non-styling in the sense that it needs a lot of styling but at the same time says fuck-you to style.