Oktober 26, 2008

sunday morning transformation

yes, the writer has been at work again. new story, haven´t finished the other one, and of course there is still the sometimes very chatty ghost of a novel roaming around. whatever, I just reread an interview with alice- the master-munro: she says that stories are like houses, sometimes you want to work in the kitchen, but sometimes you just want to sit at the fireplace (oh I wish I had a fireplace!)



......The uncanny calm of freezing, layered skies. Clouds opaque and twisted like muscles.

from "The Journal of Joyce Carol Oates"

I couldn´t say it any better.

found this, love this:
inthecountrytrio

Oktober 17, 2008

went to the store, mom

just saw "serial mom" by john waters. now i´m a fan!

He even had time to make an album with christmas songs called "A John Waters Christmas", it´s on my list. Things like that make me look forward to christmas.
This and Marzipankartoffeln.

And maybe gonzo as charles dickens and rizzo the rat as his friend in the muppets christmas story. they are so adorable!

this looks like winter already, too:

but i like it.

Oktober 16, 2008

Oktober 11, 2008

Being a Bunny

I just discovered the artist Atsushi Kaga, who lives and works in Dublin. Skulls and Bunnies are having dialogues in his paintings:

"I´m feeling a bit of pressure being a bunny in front of people." Brilliant!

Apart from being dark and funny he is the coolest uncool person i have read about in a long time and him saying things like " I want to be in Waterstones café, reading books. I know it´s kinda sad, but that´s actually the place I want to be." in an interview are just incredible.

I´m not alone.

Herbststurm

there was this storm last night. i was really excited.

Oktober 07, 2008

Seven Swans

this weekend


i went


to Blackrock



it was beautiful


there were swans



i used to like swans a lot


then i met Chris and Katharina at the Docklands. Chris studied Creative Writing in New York City. I´m not jealous at all.

we went on board of the Gorch Fock (luv the name, don´t you?)

Vorsicht bei Zitronengeruch!



then I walked home along the Grand Canal


oh yeah