Was ich noch nie mochte war, vom Wetter abhängig zu sein. Leute sind besser drauf, wenn die Sonne scheint, die Frabe grün setzt Endorphine frei, ist mir irgendwie zu fremdbestimmt. Aber vielleic...
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Gepflückte Blumen und Wegwerf-Kamera. Und Steine.Während die Welt sich dreht, liegen die Steine still. Während Menschen rennen, ruhen sie auf sonnigen Feldern.Während Menschen grübeln - auf der ...
Die Nacht hatdas dunkelste Blau ohne Schwarz zu sein.Weiße Baumskelette im Wind.Tags ranken sie ihre Schatten an Regenrinnen empor,betrachten ihr Spiegelbild an Fassaden.Morgens glitzern Autos wie Ta...
und nochmal objektiver...
Andere Sprache, andere Themen? Andere Perspektive? Andere Einstellung? Vielleicht. Da ich ohnehin schon keine Fehler im Sinne von Taten mache (weil Denken meist den Prozess in andere Bahnen lenkt), w...
Credit: knightcatGerechtigkeit-Leid und Trauerin deinem Blickdoch keiner deiner Schmerzenbringt mirwas ich zurückließzurück.Zuerst das Glückdann die Gemeinsamkeitdie Zweifelund dann bloßEinsamkeitzun...
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And its all so simple. All I had to do in order to find myself was stumbling into three months of solitude. Solitude without loneliness. Walking streets, writing on walls, into books, on hands....
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(credit: Fanny Latour-Lambert; Fashiongonerogue)
at the end of a day when absolutely nothing went according to plan there is usually only crawling in bed with the boy who lets me know that the world will turn round no matter what. But not even this...
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As time goes by too slowly to dare think about the beautiful days to come, and too fast to think about the work still ahead of me, I stand still and stare at buildings in the evening gloom, people hu...
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Seems to me as though each of the pictures above was telling its own color story.(credit: knightcat, google, sartorialist, fashiongonerogue)
Dijon at night
Watched "Le fabuleux destin dAmélie Poulin" today and had almost forgotten how great this film is.Very red, of course, as the pictures below underline, but so very French.What made the differ...
One year ago, I spent one month in Brazil. Myuncle moved there 13 years ago and had told me so many times how much he lovesit there that I finally saved the money to go and find out about this new pr...
Small group of talented people from Germany, singing me to sleep.
Despite an overwhelmingamount of editorials which I look at during the day, and which usually featurewomen, I noticed that most of my inspiration for clothes comes from the malepopulation walking our...
saw her in dijon many weeks ago and still hear her beautiful voice in my dreams. on bus drives to other countries she is a lovely companion, too.
Wrapped in layers of warm clothes, with a cup of tea and this song in the background. not the worst scenario for a saturday night, right?
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