dinsdag 25 november 2008

White Winter Hymnal



Winter has come! Northern lights are flashing in the eyes. Rythm is snowing. The fleet foxes are out to hunt!

zondag 23 november 2008

Homes

It's snowing and I feel at home. A smell of tea and butter cookies. It's Dutch and its all mine. Alex and Verena are making food, music is playing and it's...home. My home. Finally, after months of feeling out of place my head found peace.In this white house with blue doors, windows and curtains. It is hard to find a point of connection when you move around all the time. Travel, suitcases, change. Change your street, your adress, you bed, your habbits. The streets of every new city will become your life and will have a completely new meaning after you crossed them thousand times.

Tzar Simeon Veliki
Aleko Konstantinov
Bulevard Bulgaria
Bratq Miladinovi
St. Janstraat
Vogelensanglaan
Haagdijk
L'Alegra de Dalt
Concell de Cent

All my streets. All my different beds and sheets. And where was, is and will be home among them? Could your hearth be everywhere? It is present, alive and throbbing right here. Sipping Morrocan tea, listening to deep house in the early Sunday afternoon. And this first really winter day reminds me of how much I will be missing this home. Soon there will be a new 10th street on my list. And new roommates. And new trees on my street.
Somewhere far far west.
I will be missing them too.

zaterdag 22 november 2008

HE:

He stepped out of the train and looked at the time : half elf p.m.. People were buzzing around like bees- everyone trapped in their own mind but following a similar pattern. The train station was filled up with smell, tired eyes and the unsynchronized rhythm of high heels. This was not his train station and this was not his crowd. He followed the corridor to the exit and came outside. No destination, only ideas of how to spend the rest of the night. Opposite the shop, where he bought a pack of cigarettes, a huge flashy sign caught his attention, inviting him into the debts of promiscuity: “Hot Lips Sex Shop”.

maandag 17 november 2008

Not so blue



The perfect beat for Monday project meetings at school!!!

zaterdag 15 november 2008

Parra






The Dutch artist Piet Parra caught my attention may be a year ago. His chicken-style-high-heel females were staring at me from a friend's T-shirt. Consequently, they kept on finding me through blogs, posters, magazines and Le Le's Breakfast song (I upload the video some time ago). Simplicity, design, humor and originality. From the streets of Amsterdam.

vrijdag 14 november 2008

Sil



Elfs in the city.

donderdag 13 november 2008

Amsterdam





Amsterdam

This is one of those places where the main attractions simply distract attention from the real beauty of the city. Whether you sit on a bench next to the canal and drink wine from a carton AH cup ( AH is an abbreviation from the Dutch Albert Hein supermarket chain store) or you ride your bike over the enchanting little bridges and tunnels decorated with flowers you can not help but quickly become captivated by the charm of Amsterdam. Charm. A small particle of the manifold fascination of this city soaked into the Amstel river. Lush. Where greenness meets street art and modernity finds expression in a motley traditional style. The churches, the squares, the canals and the bikes. And this blue house over there that is leaning forward as if it is greeting the sparkling autumn river.

There is something idiotic and absurd about Amsterdam. Its hastiness and multicultural crowds, the orange bikes that attack you from all sides when you cross the streets. And suddenly the tram stops in the middle of the boulevard leaving you breathless and questioning your street sings knowledge. A tall blond guy runs in circles around the Dam Square with an open lap top and Moby's Go on maximum volume. Funny signs follow you everywhere you go. Its smells like everything on earth dipped in water and weed. The shops and museums are abundant but what makes them special is this particular Amsterdam-style absurdity. Visit the Bag's Museum or hey..what about that Torture Museum. Just have a look at the hundreds of sex stores and the multi-pleasure installations that they offer or the condom shops and you'll know what I am talking about. Fortunately, you can find shelter from the storm of noise, people and cars in the Vondelpark, open a biertje and..guess what? - roll one of those making-you-lought-and-stare-at-the-birds type of cigarettes. At least here its not the latest hip among the youngsters.


A night in Amsterdam. Flesh and promiscuity creep from every angle. Drug dealers try to catch your attention in 5-6 languages. You wander around canals and boats, bridge after bridge reveals the numerous new faces of the city. I love Amsterdam at night. I am immersed in its delightful variety of sins and my resistance is not always that solid :). I love Amsterdam in the Autumn because there is nothing more pleasurable than spending the afternoon in tossing pebbles in the multicolored river. You don't believe me? Come try it yourself.



This is a lovely gay bar with a lovely name!

dinsdag 11 november 2008

Just say may be......



Is this my next home? ......
I am waiting and waiting unpatiently for a result. Todavia nada!!!!! No puedo esperar mas!!! My official internship is comming soon and in my head are buzzing all these images, sounds, smells and faces of people as ancient as the Mother Earth. In reality, Costa Rica cannot be proud of any indigenous peoples but it will deffinately lure me with its beaches and jungles. In the hearth of Central America, the most developed country in the region, hot - spot Numero 1 and meet the Rainforest Alliance - my (hopefully) future employer. Sounds scary! Environmental Impact Assesment, Local Involvement and Competition, Development and Research. I hope I will focus my efforts in these fields next year...thumbs up!!

Zenzile

She preached Dignity, Identity, Liberty and Love
She symbolized Strenght and Courage
She sent her message throught the Power of Music
She was the True African Woman
Her silence will be Loud
She was Mama Africa




Rest In Peace

woensdag 5 november 2008

Yes, we can!!!

dinsdag 4 november 2008

Beirut again



I can't get enought of these guys!!! I dont ever want to!!! They comfort me so well in the cold rainy authumn days. I am kicking the wet leaves, Zachary is gently caressing my years and so we are floating together in a sea of weather.

Power Tuesday

The "Power Tuesday" the so called "Turning point in History" of today 4th November 2008 is being spent in front of the TV set. CNN, BBC 1 and 2, every Dutch, German, Spanish, Belgian and French channel available is broadcasting the ongoing contest between the "Great White Hope" and " The Dark Knight" (let your creativity and personal convictions decide who is who :))). The world is changing and I realized it last night when five young intelligent people from accordingly Brazil, Suriname, Spain, Somalia and Bulgaria were discussing religion, spirituality, politics, consciousness,sexuality and death. In the Netherlands, in my living room, over a few glasses of red wine. No tabus, no restrictions.

Greet you day of tomorrow!!!

zondag 2 november 2008