27 May, 2016

Inspired by words

How I would love to be able to write words that have a rhythm both of bounding down of earth and escaping to the heavens.

19 May, 2016

We should have figured this out by now...

Ethically and practically we are at the moment in dark times.

I am trying to figure out a way to create an artistic project which brings stories forward about the experiences of the refugees and immigrants I know. Hearing their stories and befriending them has changed my heart greatly.

15 May, 2016

Meandering back

Drinking a cup of White Moon tea and listening to Soundscapes (fabulous BBC  podcast) all the while looking out at the passing landscape. My idea of happiness.

11 May, 2016

On my way to Amsterdam

Spring arrived last night. The East winds burst through the countryside and shook the budding leaves out of branches. The lilac hedges add bright contrast to the raps fields. I sit in "my" train speeding through the most magnificent landscape and blue skyscape joyously thinking about dinner tonight with dear friends in Amsterdam.

08 May, 2016

Photo/story II

Write the first thing that comes to mind when you see the following photo.

My grandfather’s garden bordered on a wide river near a dam. There were tall grasses on the river banks in his garden leading down. Water lilies carpeted the quiet shallow waters.

The lilies hide the painted turtles from the hot summer sun.

My sisters and I would lie still in the grass trying to sight the turtles. We’d search for their nostrils floating up on the surface of the water.

Occasionally a frog would go plop into the water and scare us with the noise.