Lucas Dewaele, dagboek

Life is simple, being the last ambassador.

Life is simple, when the demolition worker comes around

Life is simple, dealing with Corona blues.

Life is simple, it’s a matter of expertise.

Life is simple, like raising a flag at Iwo Jima in Flanders.

Life is simple, stick together.

(P.s. many strong men)

Life is simple, don’t cross a border.

(P.s. If courtesy does no good )

Life is simple, coping with quarantaine blues.

(P.s. I drink to much)

Life is simple, reading about conceptual art from the seventies. Only one attempt and already aware of the non-sense of conceptual constructions)

(Baldessari, Throwing Three Balls in the Air to Get a Straight Line (Best of Thirty-Six Attempts), 1973)

Life is simple, using Daido Moriyama’s techniques, in Photoshop

Life is simple, in a quarantaine perspective.

Life is simple, thinking of John Berger: ‘Photographs do not translate from appearances. They quote from them’.

Life is simple, understanding Sontags quote: ‘the painter constructs, the photographer discloses’. (But what about the architect?)

Life is simple, it’s a ZAXIS 225 us/lc

Life is simple, in a shelter

Life is simple, behind fences.

Life is simple, almost a NIMBY-feeling.

Life is simple, feeling at home (almost).

Life is simple, not tired of towing the line yet.

Life is simple, with quiet neighbors.

Life is simple, meeting Georges (87).