Friday, November 30, 2012
Sunday, November 25, 2012
Wednesday, November 21, 2012
a pledge against trauma
If you lost your cardinal points, a sunset is hard to set apart from a sunrise.
If you lost your cardinal points, your world can indeed collapse.
But if you keep in mind which is the north, which is the south, and that the sun comes from the east and goes to bed in west, you'll always know that after a sunset there is always a sunrise - no matter how foggy, it always comes with a new hope.
If you lost your cardinal points, your world can indeed collapse.
But if you keep in mind which is the north, which is the south, and that the sun comes from the east and goes to bed in west, you'll always know that after a sunset there is always a sunrise - no matter how foggy, it always comes with a new hope.
Saturday, November 10, 2012
garden stories from a distant planet
a fallen planet this apple. mountains and valleys, white rivers and an entire colony of ants to put it at good use. who said that a rotten apple is useless?
[it's not apple, it's mandarin orange!]
[our world]
[it's not apple, it's mandarin orange!]
[our world]
Thursday, November 08, 2012
my jumping blue fish (Viennese melancholy)
how about that? exile in your own house, away in your own country, lost within your own head.
hope for the lonely and the artist? of course. at any time!
and why?
well, just because there will always be a joyful row of jumping blue fish showing you the way home. wherever that might be.
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hope for the lonely and the artist? of course. at any time!
and why?
well, just because there will always be a joyful row of jumping blue fish showing you the way home. wherever that might be.
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Wednesday, November 07, 2012
of simple things and love
there are people who will bring up the best in you. the creativity, the wit, the laughter, the inner peace and the accepted inner storms. if you are lucky enough, they get to be your family too: chosen, not given. a precious gift.
a day at the museum. with my chosen sister.
[wordful] [thankful]
a day at the museum. with my chosen sister.
Tuesday, November 06, 2012
Viennese scripts
A novel unfolds on the walls of the city: a romance of schnitzels and strudels, of Almdudlers and Suppentöpfer. Love goes through the stomach, they say, and how could you not love Vienna?
More Viennese photos on my facebook page HERE.
More Viennese photos on my facebook page HERE.
Monday, November 05, 2012
Viennese impressions
time, in some particular days, is something that Vienna is very generous with. there is time to travel, time to visit, time to admire.
time to coffee and time to chat.
time to friends and time to you.
time is an open door. and so is Vienna.
[post for Our World, especially thanks to the fact that tomorrow will be time to harmony - with Sabina.]
Friday, November 02, 2012
layers of sky
the sky as a layered cake ;))
among these buildings - although not so tall - there is little sky to see. that's how you live in the city, my mother will say.
sometimes I can only guess what's going on there, at the lake, on the bright open space that this little piece of sky hints to. and, from behind my computer, where I sit trapped in some document urgently requiring my words, I can only envy my-self who had some spare moments to spend at the lake with the camera, trying to catch the impossible.
[sky watch]
among these buildings - although not so tall - there is little sky to see. that's how you live in the city, my mother will say.
sometimes I can only guess what's going on there, at the lake, on the bright open space that this little piece of sky hints to. and, from behind my computer, where I sit trapped in some document urgently requiring my words, I can only envy my-self who had some spare moments to spend at the lake with the camera, trying to catch the impossible.
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