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vrijdag 23 september 2011
vrijdag 9 september 2011
vrijdag 2 september 2011
From now on... Friday is Flowerday!
First one is Passiflora caerulea, the flower which is reminiscent of the passion of Christ..., the thorny crown and the three nails by which he was crucified.
zaterdag 2 juli 2011
zondag 19 juni 2011
Seven days, seven pictures...
Is this France? Really? Looks a lot like Angkor Wat or something...
Laon with its amazing cathedral with its amazing tower with its amazing animals!
Jesus on one of the many cemetries we visited... By the way, look at that divine blue!
Pierrefonds... one hell of a castle, Walt would've enjoyed himself here.
Soissons where just the front facade of this old abbey survived the ages. One would almost be afraid to enter.
And then there was the sleeping village of Septmonts, luckily it had this wonderful fairytale like donjon.
And here's an Escher like inside of a church, this one's located in Compiègne
Laon with its amazing cathedral with its amazing tower with its amazing animals!
Jesus on one of the many cemetries we visited... By the way, look at that divine blue!
Pierrefonds... one hell of a castle, Walt would've enjoyed himself here.
Soissons where just the front facade of this old abbey survived the ages. One would almost be afraid to enter.
And then there was the sleeping village of Septmonts, luckily it had this wonderful fairytale like donjon.
And here's an Escher like inside of a church, this one's located in Compiègne
zaterdag 18 juni 2011
Vandaag zijn we Dries en Tine van Cie De Knor en de Bie spreekwoordelijk gaan uitzwaaien. Zij vertrekken voor onbepaalde tijd naar Zuid-Frankrijk alwaar zij het agrarische leven in al z'n biologisch-ecologisch gebeuren zullen proberen waarmaken... En aangezien ze niet alles kunnen meenemen, hielden ze ook een rommelmarktje, vanwaar hier getuige door middels van onze oogst! We zullen het nooit afleren...
vrijdag 20 mei 2011
donderdag 28 april 2011
I went to Brétigny and I saw...
... the ceiling in our livingroom
... light on the floor of a cathedral
... medieval floors
... light on the floor of a castle
... part of the headboard of our bed
... beautiful walls in a church
... light on the floor of a cathedral
... medieval floors
... light on the floor of a castle
... part of the headboard of our bed
... beautiful walls in a church
zaterdag 16 april 2011
vrijdag 15 april 2011
dinsdag 16 november 2010
zaterdag 14 augustus 2010
I went to France and I brought back...
A large tablecloth with matching napkins!
Two leafy dishes to be used as ...euhm...euhm... (I will find a purpose!). By the way, I found them at a marché aux puces for scratch!
When we arrived in Mâcon we finally found a cd-shop!
Two turtles, one I bought, one i got from Noa, my godchild who went with us to France!
Prayerflags bought at Le Temple des Mille Bouddhas .
Aaaah! Mireille l'Abeille et Léon le Bourdon!
Two books bought at the local Auchan.
Mustard and preserved lemons.
Two leafy dishes to be used as ...euhm...euhm... (I will find a purpose!). By the way, I found them at a marché aux puces for scratch!
When we arrived in Mâcon we finally found a cd-shop!
Two turtles, one I bought, one i got from Noa, my godchild who went with us to France!
Prayerflags bought at Le Temple des Mille Bouddhas .
Aaaah! Mireille l'Abeille et Léon le Bourdon!
Two books bought at the local Auchan.
Mustard and preserved lemons.
dinsdag 22 juni 2010
zaterdag 8 mei 2010
Saturdaymorning
Saturdaymorning... As movingdays approach boxes full of stuff seem to take over the livingroom... Mr. S is drinking coffee and reading his 'Dear Fatty' while Poeske Kom is watching him... Let's begin the Moving Days!
dinsdag 13 april 2010
Merrie Amsterburg
Anyone knowing me even just a little knows I'm too often smitten by music. Often led by this huge urge to discover, to know, to fall into music as a divine art. Music as a way to express feelings rather than a way to make money. Music as a way to express a pensive mood rather than a joyfull experience where people meet at festive dance occasions. Music kept a little more introspective rather than shouting just to be heard. Less is more is probably a credo for my true heroes in music... Jane Siberry, Sandy Denny, June Tabor, Mary Coughlan, Patty Larkin... They're in it for the music, and in my opinion don't care about looks and images. (ofcourse they do, I'm not thàt silly, but it seems it doesn't hold pole position in their careers).
Jane Siberry... My (musical) heroin.
I honestly know of no wrong song, note, lyric in her own specific natural way she does her thing the last 30 years. I adore her legacy (hence my tattoo).
oh... by the way... this press photograph of this 50 year old woman... not exactly made to sell? No? Yes?
Sandy Denny... Died to young.
You should google her. She's just great. Just Sandy. Genuine. Just Sandy. Honest. In every word Sandy. In every note Denny. Sandy Denny died too young, age 30.
June Tabor... Mistress of old and new school folk.
Sweet sweet June. Anyone who has heard June Tabor won't forget her, whether that is a positive or a negative thing. She leaves impressions. On me a huge humbling one. In awe. Jaw dropping. Seen her live now about eight times. If she performs tomorrow I'll go. If she performs the day after, I'll go again.
Patty Larkin... A day in Boston is called 'Patty Larkin Appreciation Day'... Well done Patty!.
Beyond category, Patty does what she does. Her own thing, with a very own sound. Vocally raw and human. Love the angel(ic) motive through her work. A very distinctive guitarplayer, but not a show off.
It's through Patty Larkin I stumbled upon Merrie Amsterburg.
Merrie Amsterburg... Three albums, too less albums.
I've been listening to all three albums few last weeks, and I'm so smitten by her I came to realise she's a stayer.
Want to shout: MERRIE! MERRIE! MERRIE!...
But... will anyone listen?
Sure, I like Annie Lennox, Kate Bush, Joni Mitchell, Natalie Merchant, Suzanne Vega, Dolly Parton, and so on, and so on, and so on... Sure I like those too. Me and my singing harem. They're part of my wardrobe.
But the hidden gems... wish I knew what's my part in the show 'How to help them get out there in the most spectacular way ever!'...
Jane Siberry... My (musical) heroin.
I honestly know of no wrong song, note, lyric in her own specific natural way she does her thing the last 30 years. I adore her legacy (hence my tattoo).
oh... by the way... this press photograph of this 50 year old woman... not exactly made to sell? No? Yes?
Sandy Denny... Died to young.
You should google her. She's just great. Just Sandy. Genuine. Just Sandy. Honest. In every word Sandy. In every note Denny. Sandy Denny died too young, age 30.
June Tabor... Mistress of old and new school folk.
Sweet sweet June. Anyone who has heard June Tabor won't forget her, whether that is a positive or a negative thing. She leaves impressions. On me a huge humbling one. In awe. Jaw dropping. Seen her live now about eight times. If she performs tomorrow I'll go. If she performs the day after, I'll go again.
Patty Larkin... A day in Boston is called 'Patty Larkin Appreciation Day'... Well done Patty!.
Beyond category, Patty does what she does. Her own thing, with a very own sound. Vocally raw and human. Love the angel(ic) motive through her work. A very distinctive guitarplayer, but not a show off.
It's through Patty Larkin I stumbled upon Merrie Amsterburg.
Merrie Amsterburg... Three albums, too less albums.
I've been listening to all three albums few last weeks, and I'm so smitten by her I came to realise she's a stayer.
Want to shout: MERRIE! MERRIE! MERRIE!...
But... will anyone listen?
Sure, I like Annie Lennox, Kate Bush, Joni Mitchell, Natalie Merchant, Suzanne Vega, Dolly Parton, and so on, and so on, and so on... Sure I like those too. Me and my singing harem. They're part of my wardrobe.
But the hidden gems... wish I knew what's my part in the show 'How to help them get out there in the most spectacular way ever!'...
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