Rachmaninoff’s desire

Sometimes a song fills you with so much desire…longing… like a Spanish romance on a July night. Always makes me feel like Sherlock Holmes… the genius with an eye for details so minute they make you contemplate existence itself. Rachmaninoff …

Ah, Friday

Look what I found here on my screen: an ad of a German coffee maker.In my eyes it perfectly describes online advertisement rather well: undefined stuff, yet you can order it The days when I am off during the week …

Why is it not a man?

There are particular moments when you don’t understand why any other creature on earth has more fun than you.So, it happened this evening, before my flight back home tomorrow.Gonzo was rather strange already this morning, before I went to massage. I …

A typical Me-Moment

Oh, I know I am such a terrible party pooper! But really, I enjoy it, I enjoy being alone, at half past 10 pm, on the last day of the year. How it happened? Ah, my mother wanted to go …

A future that has never been

Good afternoon AngelsI hope it is not yet too late to wish everyone a Merry Christmas.I, personally, had a very quiet Christmas, no fuss, no argues and yet always people around me; ah, and not to forget all the food. The …

Shape shifting

My contribution to your Sunday is shape shifting: artist Bart Hess, Dutch. I thought his models were only captured in pictures but, No, they are videos. Shapes, curves and bodies change, they move in a most natural way. The video …

The first song the radio played this morning:  Tammy Wynette – Stand by your man

The key

When fate is trying with such persistence to separate two lovers, then there must be something greater behind all this!

Landing…

My computer clock shows 7:23 but I know it is 8:23.I would give my vote to air lines who would set a limit to flights with babies or anything aged under 13 on board (and gosh, actually a brilliant marketing …

The fight must go on…

It is only three weeks without work…but it seems like an awful long long time.The flight to Germany is tomorrow….and while I kept the tears with me, I saw bits of a newspaper headline….” the fight must go on”….something is …