Sweet is the last noun or adjective that you can associate with me literally or figuratively. Just by looking at something like these make my stomach turns. Don’t get me wrong. I love the look of them. They are (mostly) pretty and I love pretty things (why otherwise I often photograph them) but the prospect of consuming them just doesn’t appeal to me.
My husband, on the other hand, hallucinates if he cannot consume anything that contains sugar.
But (there is a but. There is always a but) for churros in Spain I am always willing to make an exception. Especially if I can eat them for breakfast sitting at the front of a small stand by the sea, the sun on my face, people passing by, not hurrying but strolling, just enjoying the day.
If I can always start my day like this… But unfortunately the things and moments we crave for are often seldom or in the more popular turn of phrase: few and far between. Pity I couldn’t go on vacation forever.
I live somewhere in Europe and as you know the continent is full of beautiful places, historical buildings, breathtaking landscapes and awe-inspiring nature. I could have chosen any of those but I thought which of those you have never seen before? And after a time landmarks tend to either look like or blend with each other or become so familiar people just scroll down when they see them.
So, today I have chosen a unique piece of art I bet most of you didn’t behold yet.
It was a chance encounter. Not even in my wildest dream, I thought I will find it where it is__ in the middle of nowhere. While hiking I saw it from a distance and I thought: “What is that???” It appears and disappears from view. When you see it you’ll understand what I mean. You see… it looks like this:
The way it was constructed fascinates me endlessly. I’ve never seen something quite like it before.
When you look up it looks like this:
Amazing isn’t it?
They call it Reading Between The Lines Church and located in the city of Borgloon in the province of Limburg.
Simulating life’s process…
Weekly Photo Challenge: Variations on a Theme
The world’s favorite comfort food__ chocolates!
“Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing
and rightdoing there is a field.
I’ll meet you there.”
Weekly Photo Challenge: Silence
I once broke into an old abandoned coal mine to see what’s inside. I squeezed myself in between the chainlink fencing and gained access. Once inside, I saw why they prohibited anyone snooping around. The building was so dilapidated some of the walls were crumbling down and the ceiling could fall down any moment. But I love it. I love period, weathered, abandoned, old crumbling properties. They fascinate me. I feel they have interesting stories to tell.
Last summer I was walking along this (almost) barren coast in Majorca when I encountered these little beauties. And I thought: How they can grow and flourish in this extreme situation?
It was hot, windy, suffocating and dry; so dry, and yet they look as if they are having a good time. I envy their tenacity and perseverance. Tough little angels.
While most of us are struggling to grow anything in almost ideal circumstances with the help of everything available to us, these creatures are happily surviving without help other than what they can find in nature. Perhaps we can learn a thing or two from them. Don’t you think so?
“I take it as a compliment when somebody calls me crazy. I would be offended if I was one of the sheeple, one of the sleepwalkers in the matrix or part of the collective hallucination we call ‘normal.”
Weekly Photo Challenge: Ascend
Elegance is usually confused with superficiality, fashion, lack of depth. This is a serious mistake: human beings need to have elegance in their actions and in their posture because this word is synonymous with good taste, amiability, equilibrium and harmony.
Elegance is achieved when all that is superfluous has been discarded and the human being discovers simplicity and concentration: the simpler and more sober the posture, the more beautiful it will be.
A cheeky cat and a cheeky bird 🙂
The cat, I encountered during one of my walks. The bird, outside my kitchen door. Both are wearing an expression akin to Robert de Niro’s in Taxi Driver. You know… “You talkin’ to me? You talkin’ to me? You talkin’ to me? Then who the hell else are you talkin’ to? You talkin’ to me? Well, I’m the only one here. Who the fuck do you think you’re talking to?” That one.
I’m experimental by nature… always exploring my creativity. Here, I was experimenting with speed and timing.
“When we change the shape of the Land, we alter the contents and contexts of our collective, familial, and personal memories. Yet, stories can preserve both mythic and familiar elements of geography even when the physical features are forgotten, buried, or obliterated. And more than this: the stories can bring these elements back. If the Land can be preserved long enough for its stories to be told, and retold, perhaps we all — as custodians of both place and memory — stand a chance at real preservation.”
― Ari Berk
The view outside my home office window. A 101 on patience.