hair peace, bed peace

Wooden floors, white walls and naturel/pastel colours; to me, these rooms are so serene and peaceful i could just move in. I adore the tiny window in the first bedroom and the colour of the floors in the other photos. The dining room is by Tom Leighton. I don't know where i collected the others, probably at either Lolita or Desire to Inspire.

In those hollywood nights

I would give a kidney for a balcony like this one.


a cable car on a hill in san francisco. i literally saved it under this title but i can't remember where i found this photo. probably on the polaroids livejournal.

photo by Patrick Demarchelier. he makes some wicked photos.

i love staircases.

a photo is worth 1000

'A picture says more than a thousand words' is a common expression; but what if you take a picture of a word? Will that make it more important?

The sign is from a photoshop contest site named Worth1000. This one I've extracted from a contest named 'Scary Signs' - roadsigns you do not want to see!

Banksy is obviously the creator of photo 2, it's his famous 'what are you looking at' artwork. I went to London last summer and was gutted to find the camera demolished by someone. In my eyes, this did give it something extra since nowadays someone will easily kick your ass just for looking at them..

hotels and poems

The first picture was made by my friend Niels Zandee in the hostel we stayed at with six other friends. I love the second picture because of the Parisian atmosphere in it; it's actually a bedroom at the Hotel Chelsea in New York. The text is a poem by e.e. cummings, my favourite poet of all time.

Inspiration

I have decided to change my blog into something that's actually useful. Not only am I boring myself with stories about my life or my opinions on unimportant things, I am also sucking myself into the deep pits of reliving every day when a day should, in my eyes, only be lived once. So what am I going to do with this beautiful 43-character url that's all mine?

Every day I live I get inspired by words, photo's, songs and films. I collect them. I keep them neatly tucked away in a folder named 'inspiration'. It's time to share my inspiration. Inspiring to me are people who make me awe at (and envy a little) the way they put a certain atmosphere, feeling or moment in time into words. Who make you feel like you were there and you felt the way they felt. I'm also inspired by certain fashion (I want that) , interior design (I need to find that), lifestyle (I didn't know that) and art (I wish I could make that).
I'm inspired by dreamers, achievers, fighters, thinkers and overal bright, sunny, independent people. Individuals with their own perception of how life should be and who live each day doing the things they love.

I am going to fill my blog with these things, thoughts and people that inspire me. A good example (and perhaps first entry) is the poem my blogname was extracted from.

A Sunny Friday

Today is the last day of my christmas vacation... it started in december. I'm not fooling you. This is my school for you. I admit I was bored out of my skin after a while. but I've gotten used to having the time to read books, organise my iTunes or write a novel. Those lazy days are over. This week I'll be starting work on my uni's news site. I'm not going to tell you it's name because I'm not at all the type to promote anything my uni does... not even if it's my own work included in it. I'll be writing articles and interviews and making radio and tv items. If my uni happens to surprise me, I might post the link after all, just don't hold your breath.

My christmas break was so long (about three months) it's gonna be hard to get back on track. my school really disappointed me until now. First the occupational therapie; learning about religion and law, then the three month break. It's been tiring and I've been feeling really crabby lately. I think I have a shortage of creating things, which might explain why my story is practically writing itself. Ideas are piling up in my mind and they are trying to find their way out. I hope this next semester is completely going to blow my mind. my future is so blurry right now! It's slightly frustrating. I'm just constantly searching for inspiring people; I need them! People who recommend good books, show you new bands, change your perception of life - ANYthing! I met a few cool people in the past month, but all that glitters is not gold.

I want to go back to London. I miss it!