Monday 14 July 2008

Ready to go

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This will be the last post for a while. I'm going on holidays.
Tomorrow I hope not to be sitting next to a big, sweating, smelly man...because it's a pretty long way to Malaysia!

I will be reading, writing, sleeping and enjoying the view.
First time Lufthansa Airlines.
Expect a full report when I come back...

Afong

A visit from the sky




Images by Mimmi Toh

Yesterday we were positively surprised by these wonderful hot air balloons. Because there were so many, chances were big to see something new. For me, Bertie Basset the giant liquorice man was my favorite. And the clown with the cute hat second.

It's all in the name



Don't know much about soccer teams, but I don't believe this match was a coincidence. Seen 12th of july 2008

Sunday 13 July 2008

Sublime


If you're Dutch...you gotta read this!
(I don't like saying you HAVE to, but I can't think of anything so worthwile to spend your time with, especially now, in summertime, and it's only 10 euros now).
This book is about a boy telling about his life, how he was thrown in his uncle's arms when his parents were no more. How he met the girl not from his dreams, and also not from his nightmares, but from reality.
This book is so funny and at the same time tragic it's genius! A remarkable witty way of the boy's thoughts can make some parts stand out forever.
I'm gonna buy the author's next one.

Thursday 10 July 2008

Try this!


OK, one last YouTube moment till I call it quits. This is just incredible, how a man can pass a motorcycle by just lying on the ground...:)

Goldfish


Another song I really like is "goldfish" from Michael Andrews. It was featured in the goldfish scene from Miranda July's movie "Me and you and everyone we know". Pieces of the soundtrack can be listened here.
What amazed me the most when I first heard this song was probably that I never knew how musical ring-tone sounds could serve to be. The long tone at the end is really working well in the fish-scene I think.

This is one of my favourite movies on youtube. I have to think of a guy from my highschool who used to behave like this. He even learned Japanese, that's pretty unusual for a Dutch guy. I wonder what he's doing now, I really don't know, I didn't keep in touch with him. I hope he'll see this movie one time, and can smile about it.

A Dutch photography secret


Dutch photographer Hans Eijkelboom reveals his secret. He's a bit slow and his English is teeth-grindingly coarse, but his secret is quite unique if I may say so.
It starts at 2:47, you can even skip an extra minute for the clue.

There is a song I really like. It's the theme of "the diving bell and the butterfly", by Paul Cantelon. Because I don't have the CD I sometimes just listen to the excerpt from this site.
Just that little fragment is enough.

Gaming paradox


Made by darkeru

I found this in an article on ign.com.

Wednesday 9 July 2008

Tuesday 8 July 2008

Sunday 6 July 2008

Goodbye workspace!

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Just as new. The hallway in school I used as my workspace has been cleared.
Being an emergency passage and all I got the inevitable speeches from Ferdinand, who had to defend my stay against the fire-brigade and the coffee-machine lady. "People have to walk through! Especially the coffee-lady! And no blocking objects like chairs, take them away!"
One day I even got a letter from him. Basically the same speach, but written in big capitals with a black marker, just to emphasize his stress. I guess it mattered to him that I wasn't there enough. But other people had put the chairs there. How was I supposed to know?
Working on so many photos didn't make it very easy to stay. I got crazy occasionally. Just like Sander, who tried to make a selection from my archive, for one afternoon. The heat was probably the worst. The sun shone in during afternoons. It had to be over 40 degrees C. sometimes. You would sweat by just standing there, looking at the pictures.
Now the sun left a mark on the sheets of paper where I laid my pictures on. Or actually the pictures left a mark; where all the rest has aged, these spots show where time stood still.