Category Archives: photography


artsy fartsy – a.k.a. “what I’m up to” – part deux

Tada. That is all.

good afternoon and happy easter

and have lots of fun in the sun with those paper bags on your heads. (Quite fun, sticking two photos together that were taken in one day and have absolutely nothing to do with each other. Wild. Arrrr.)

always the violist

I was never a loud person. FUCK YOU LENOVO THINKPAD FOR LETTING ME DOWN WHEN I MOST NEEDED YOU. Where was I? Sorry. Yes, I was never a loud person. Really. I am the quiet type. Quiet-er. Than most. Some. … continue reading >>

morphing into an owl person

Yes, owl person as in night active (I know, you wouldn’t have guessed). My prime time starts at nine thirty (-ish) p.m. Then I start working. The ideas start flowing. My head overflows. The ashtray fills itself up. No idea … continue reading >>

illusion in an espresso maker and the end of time

and yes, that makes sense to me. Because I was absentmindedly staring at the part you usually stick the coffee in – if you’re not me and the floor and the stove isn’t strewn with ground coffee when you’ve managed … continue reading >>

friday fail II

So I was coming back from the loo and knocked over a wine glass (then I proceeded to give it a new existence by dubbing it the new ashtray). Which wasn’t entirely hard to do as everything and everyone was … continue reading >>

a two-day dream

Yesterday was Sunday, but yesterday was also Saturday. Yesterday doesn’t really exist for me in the present, because yesterday I was awake for 32 hours and now it’s all just a dream. I am also in severe need for nicotine … continue reading >>

back over there

Is this the day? THE day I finally might actually have something to say again, right here, on this blog, not just on facebook and in random texts to people who couldn’t really care less about them? Yes, my dear … continue reading >>