Life is simple, when you only have to deal with emptiness. Topographically viewed.
Life is simple. Adopt the perspective of a child.
Life is simple. Take a walk.
Life is simple. Like Christmas.
Life is simple. Keep in touch.
Life is simple. Go to Antwerp and behave like a local outlaw.
Life is simple. Go to Antwerp and behave like an outlaw.
Life is simple. Think spaghetti.
Life is simple. Avoid people.
Remains of another day as babysitter. Processed while she was sleeping (or pretending to sleep).
Remains of a day as babysitter.
Remains of war.
(Meanwhile in Poelkapelle real models are playing)
(Meanwhile in Poelkapelle children are playing)
(Meanwhile in Poelkapelle)
Girasole – Haiku
Cade il seme
mentre il sole è specchio
Sunflower – Haiku
The seed falls
while the sun is a mirror
(I made a horrible mistake today – my Fuji was in jpg-mode…)
Just for once.
Today’s search for beauty. My labor was in vain.
It all happened in Lichtervelde. Catholic village.
Nous sommes tous obligés, pour rendre la réalité supportable, d’entretenir en nous quelques petites folies.
Le seul véritable voyage ne serait pas d’aller vers de nouveaux paysages, mais d’avoir d’autres yeux.
Marcel Proust ; La prisonnière (Posthume, 1925)
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