Are we green? We are supergreen.
Wednesday, March 30, 2011
Tuesday, March 29, 2011
Monday, March 28, 2011
Behind the fence
Actually I was glad Captain Peacock was behind the fence. He looked mildly ferocious.
Sunday, March 27, 2011
Friday, March 25, 2011
Thursday, March 24, 2011
Scheemda
On the edge of Scheemda, which is also the center of Scheemda (Scheemda being very small), lies this beautiful house.
Monkey
Another find of lost candy in the street. This is a "monkey-head" which is banana with licquorice.
Garage
This is not my car. My car is on the workbench having it's tyres switched from winter- to summer-tyres. Spring is here.
Wednesday, March 23, 2011
Tuesday, March 22, 2011
Mist and moon
Just a few days before we switch to summertime it is already light at 6 in the morning.
Monday, March 21, 2011
Flag
Five red stars on a vertical yellow rectangle combined with four thick blue lines interspersed with three white lines.
I have no idea what this flag stands for. I've asked around but nobody I asked knew.
Sunday, March 20, 2011
Lower by the minute
Dusk is dawn is day
Where did it go?
I've been laughing
Fast and slow
Moving in a still frame
Howling at the moon
Morning found me laughing
Up and down, down
Low, low, low
Night suits me fine
And morning suits me fine
I've been so happy, happy
Way up high, high
In between
Down below
Low, low, low
Low, low, low
I skipped the part about love
It seems so silly and low
Low, low, low
Low, low, low
I said the morning
It isn't your time
Barefoot naked
I can see your lines
It doesn't bother me
That you are right
Your grass is grassy wet
Your light white is bright
Light, white light
I skipped the part about love
It seems so shallow and low
Low, low, low
Low, low, low
You and me
We know about time
We know how things go
They come and go
They live and grow
They pass and go
And glow and glow
Up and down
High and low
Low, low, low
Low, low, low
I skipped the part about love
It seems so silly and low
I skipped the part about love
It seems so shallow and low
Low, low, low
Low, low, low
I like your hands
All full of glory
All full of glory
Saturday, March 19, 2011
Slochteren
Old school
Oh that school would still be there,
chestnut trees in the square;
the heavy door.
Plates of knights with a cross
and Goejanverwellesluis;
Full color
These beautiful school where you stood with
pass a stolen cigarette
in 't bicycle.
There, you squint and shakiness
and misery of green and yellow,
another trait.
And as the master's birthday
it was noisy in the classroom;
and you sat there.
And you expected so direct
a very interesting report effect:
Hit cigar
You played in the school tournament
and the beginning was wonderful;
fine football again.
You got on your face, 10-1
the small goalkeeper in his goal:
He wept much
The autumn leaves on the ground
strode up so nice in it around;
the school over.
And winter was the hot stove
and if you do then threw snow,
then he hissed.
It should all still be:
the door, the trees and the square;
the large hedge.
Only those beautiful light sheet,
desa which a small state,
may be gone.
Bar, Lombok, Sumba, Sumbawa,
Floris, Timor etc.
Friday, March 18, 2011
Thursday, March 17, 2011
Wednesday, March 16, 2011
Tuesday, March 15, 2011
Scratchart
This boat is in need of new paint.
Monday, March 14, 2011
Scratchart
This must be actionpainting in daily practice.
Saturday, March 12, 2011
Friday, March 11, 2011
Thursday, March 10, 2011
House
Finally I took a picture of this house. For years I sometimes see it in the morning when I'm driving to work. The house then begs to be photographed. This was not one of those moments but now was the first time I walked by. And I did take the opportunity to finally photograph it.
Wednesday, March 9, 2011
Tuesday, March 8, 2011
Tower
Since two months now I haven't been to Winschoot at this time of day. The green tower in the morninglight.