How often I found where I should be going only by setting out for somewhere else. R. Buckminster Fuller

Wednesday, 10 September 2008

Cold

Saturday, 6 September 2008

test is working so now the rest


Bowls, crusty cereal bowls. Empty glasses on every surface, and stinky washing blocking my way out. And there I am....still in bed. Sitting though. Blanket wrapped around me being surrounded by tapes. Finally made friends with Premiere Pro. Should make a move before the shops close, running out of cereal. Do like camping but it's quite cold.


Wednesday, 27 August 2008

Romania

My god....o my god! It's maybe still happening.
Someone dropped out on the Art-fusion project in Bucharest...
They emailed me to ask if I still want to go. Of course!
Will find out tomorrow evening.

No going. It's sad.

Tuesday, 26 August 2008

Pluto.


Having a cold sore that has more right to be called a planet than Pluto can be seen as a scientific wonder, I just find it a nuisance.
It’s like passing a lady in the street with a pair of firmly rounded breasts; you just can’t stop staring.
I wish I wasn’t ugly. I wish I had bigger breasts. I wish I was a man.



Saturday, 23 August 2008

Didn't figure out why stick insects get monitored on conveyor belts until today

killer turnips


Just remembered that I saw a fox today when cycling back home. He was crossing the road and disappeard behind a block of flats. It was half 8. Didn't look hurried at all, had a quite relaxed strawl. Was near the crossing Heinrich-Heine strasse with Annen strasse.
It was not a really really big rat, really. He was a couple of meters away and had a controlled yet relaxed trod.

Thursday, 10 July 2008

It’s time


Need to write again because I really enjoy it and more important: My memory is bloody awful and I don’t want to forget one of the most amazing time of my live. The Leonardo project is over but I’m still in
Berlin, can’t resist it. I need to be here. Found a lovely room in a shared house in Neuköln, a very exciting multicultural busy part of town close to the river.

Just got back from an exhibition opening a few blocks up, met up with Linds and Laura. Analyzed obscure drawings and had a pre Melt meeting. Next weekend can’t wait! We got rudely interrupted at one moment by a guy who wanted to know where the drink trolley was …can’t really blame him seeing I was wearing my stewardess outfit.

One of the artists made fetish like drawings that consist of a single line, quite intricate, you should have seen it.

Got back to Berlin last Tuesday evening. It was quite a weird feeling leaving after our wicked multi coloured pancake party at KC’s. It made me sad a doubting myself, but I know I need to do this and Cardiff with all it’s amazing people won’t run off. Hopefully. I loved surprising everybody, although some people were pre informed by Cardiff’s incestuous network. I’ve even pretended to be a sleazy stalker phoning people and not saying anything to just see if they were at home whilst they already new I was back for a bit. Anwen forgot about it because of over consumption so it was still a bit of a surprise. Although, I probably also inflicted some brain damage on people that resulted and funky dancing and hiccups. I’m not naming anyone Karlijn. Thank you all for not throwing me out even when I smashed the place, drunk all your booze rum and got over excited on your badge machine –started giving them away by the way- sweetie pie. Can’t get enough of Phoebe Kreutz….but I recon it’s because I’ve got disaster written all over me. Loved spending half of my time hiding inside watching German films, maybe for some a waste of time but now I can finally tap into arty-fartie conversations about Fassbinder and Kinski.

I’m working in Spectrum coming Sunday, the hands-on part of Berlin Science Centre, but I think everybody that reads this blog already knows this because I have been raving about it for weeks. Monday Acud again and hopefully the guys I send an email today that are setting up a virtual world for children on the internet and need a Native Dutch person to do some chat monitoring get back to me –would be so out of breath if I said this without breathing.

My first night in my new bed I dreamed about climbing onto a ramp holding an elastic band. I think it was some kinda bar on a boat I wasn’t supposed to go into. All went well till somebody told me I needed to change my climbing skills –he looked a bit like a bouncer so I did what he said. Move a bit more like abseiling and jump up and down against the wall were his instructions. I did. The elastic band stretched out enormously and I went higher and higher up into the sky. Felt great, until it snapped.

Love you all. Have fun with band practice coming Sunday, I will get my arse in gear to edit the video footage of our midnight session.

Ps. This is no code language, serious.