No artist tolerates reality.
~ Nietzsche ~
Quick Thoughts
Ridiculously happy to have finally found a replacement bulb for my lava lamp 💡
Got woken by a massive bang at 2:50 in the morning, and the stuff my brain thinks about while I try getting back to sleep: How do you stress the word Himalaya? 🤦♀️
Thanks to a once again cancelled train, I discovered that the old trams have a really pleasant, round chime that sounds shortly before they start rolling.
Ha, actually there are people with four cones, but it took researchers 25 years to find one. Fascinating story 😎
Things my brain ponders before we are even vertical: Are there humans with more than three colour receptors? 🤔
Worked all morning on the construction of a privacy policy – regulations surely take the fun out of owning a private website.
I sometimes miss Twitter, simply for quickly getting something off my brain.
Writing
The Missing Mascot
5,973 words
A Westerhaven Academy Escapade
I try to update this every Sunday.
Wise words
Artists are people driven by the tension between the desire to communicate and the desire to hide. ~ D.W. Winnicott
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Essays
If you have the time for a cup of coffee, take a seat and enjoy longer journeys into my brain and my life.
The moments when I want to live in home decor stores
It is not feasible for a single person to buy a whole shelf of identical vases. Or a whole shelf of vases in every form and shape, but in a pleasing colour scheme. There is no point in having mountains of pillows and throw blankets on your sofa, because it simply is not practical. Same…
Make blogging fun again
Photo by Nick Morrison on Unsplash Yesterday, I upgraded my little corner of the Internet. Under the hood at least. New server, twice the space and all for the same amount of money I spent before (1). Finally , I can install and uninstall plugins and themes from within WordPress, without the detour through a FTP client. This…
The Ritual
Not every ritual requires candles, incense, crystals or a naked person tied up on the floor inside a pentagram. The sound of water hitting white porcelain. It drones out every other sound. Bathing essence paints dark swirls in elaborate patterns into the turbulent waters, before everything turns blue and the scent of lavender and lemon…
