How often I found where I should be going only by setting out for somewhere else. R. Buckminster Fuller
Wednesday, 10 September 2008
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
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
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
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
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
Ps. This is no code language, serious.
