Lungs are our tree inside, is what I found out recently (!).
I always imagined them like this, sort of…
I made a new postcard for the guestroom.
It looked like this, back in 2013.
Check it out here
I just finished watching the meticulous, breathtaking horror depicted in the popular Netflix series When They See Us. A series telling the story of the wrongfully convicted groep of five young black boys, the case know as the Central Park Jogger Case, or Harlem 5. They went to prison from 4 to 12 years. Gruesome. At times I cried, choked up, clenched my fists and even shouted Bitch! at the screen at some point.
I dreaded the second evening, The Second Half of this test of endurance to wear the glasses of truth, for the duration of the show.
A must see.
Yusef Salaam is one of the notorious Harlem 5, telling his story after being acquitted.
I worked on something I did earlier. Last summer I spent time in the dark room, printing old negatives. It’s an image of a little souvenir I treasured but lost.
I like to cycle and this is what I saw the other day, only a mile away.
A ship with a load of sand on it’s way to the North Sea (?), seen from the Nescio Bridge.
On trips during the day I like to read the names of the ships, as if they mean something.
Deltatrans (From Delfzijl!)
Looking forward to visiting again next October 🙂
[now play the music]
Staring at the fabulous marble pattern for maybe just a moment too long, I started to see the face of Freddy Mercury…
…which reminded me of… the wonderful rare recording that was handed to me on a special playlist, composed by a fellow student at the artist in school course BIK, Christine.
It’s Freddy doing a Smokey 😉