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destroying brand new furniture.
because she can. ;)


i looked at him. there was so much i wanted to ask him, so much i wanted to say; but somehow i knew there wasn’t time and even if there was, that it was all, somehow, beside the point.

‘are you happy here?’ i said at last.
he considered this for a moment. ‘not particularly,’ he said.
‘but you’re not very happy where you are, either.’
st basil’s, in moscow, chartes. salisbury and amiens. he glanced at his watch.
‘i hope you’ll excuse me,’ he said, ‘but i’m late for an appointment.’

he turned from me and walked away. i watched his back receding down the long, gleaming hall.
(not written by me. i do not have the source)

these pictures are basically the same, only the dof is different.
i love playing with depth of field. i love my f1.8 lenses very much.

last sunday most shops in hannover, for reasons unknown to me, decided to open.
it was in one of them that i found a pink pig, lonely amongst the traditional bears. he was the last one of his species in the shop, some stitches starting to undo, and the price tag marked in red: REDUCED, from 7 euros to 3,50. rather humiliating for such a cute swine.

i had no doubts we had to be friends.
and so Percival was born. Perci, to his pals.

here he is, sitting at Jack The Ripper’s, advertising for SCUM, my favorite night spot at the lower saxony (yep, they’ve reopened):

at home, after a shower and some new stitching, telling me that he could work the “intelectual blogger” part.

soon the last flowers on the balcony will die and i will be wandering around the flat on my ugly old socks. but the cold is a great excuse to get myself around some bonne mamam jam and switch on my little lamps earlier. :)

tagged by leticia:

list seven songs you are into right now, no matter what the genre, whether they have words, or even if they’re not any good, but they must be songs you’re really enjoying now. post these instructions in your liveJournal along with your seven songs. then tag seven other people to see what they’re listening to.

1. upside down – tori amos
2. groove me – king floyd
3. immigrant song – led zeppelin
4. ne me quitte pas – regina spektor
5. into your arms – lemonheads
6. i will follow you into the dark – death cab for cutie
7. the dress looks nice on you – sufjan stevens

not tagging anyone as my whole flist has done it already. ;)

Fishwoman @ Langelinie, Kongens Nytorv at night, Rädhuspladsen and Langelinie canal.

if i were a song, I would be… – sorry, i can’t pick just one: flower, eels / precious things, tori amos / ordinary boys, morrissey / there’s a light that never goes out, smiths.
If I were a month, I would be… december.
If I were a day of the week, I would be… friday.
If I were a time of the day, I would be… 10AM. yes, i do love the buzz. and i’m not really an early starter. :)
If I were something from space, I would be… a dying star.
If I were a direction, I would be… lost. :)
If I were a piece of furniture, I would be… a bed.
If I were a sport, I would be… I couldn’t be a sport. ever.
If I were a pleasant activity, I would be… listening to music.
If I were a moment, I would be… now.
If I were liquid, I would be… real ale. bitter, not really fizzy but with lots of flavour. :)
If I were a precious stone, I would be… ruby.
If I were a tree, I would be… willow.
If I were a flower, I would be… a weed flower.
If I were a colour, I would be… black.
If I were a feeling, I would be… resentment, maybe. not good. gotta work on it.
If I were a spice, I would be… saffron.
If I were a book, I would be… haven’t thought about it yet.
If I were a cartoon, I would be… donald duck.
If I were a place, I would be… my room.
If I were a gesture, I would be… wave goodbye.

illustration by a beautiful revolution.


girl from a tropical paradise living in a cold but beautiful little island between england and the normandy.

and that's her life in almost daily irrelevant photographs and stolen poetry.



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