Since feeling is first

Ed-day

2009-12-28T13:49:00.005+01:00

I get the feeling my dog doesn't even like Christmas...

So, I had lost my phone...
I'd just had a Christmas gathering with people from work and I was walking home with my best friend. We had to walk because it had been snowing for the past five days and driving your bike would simply be an attempted suicide. We'd just crossed the halfway mark when I realised I'd lost my phone. I asked my friend to call me. Maybe it was somewhere in a hidden pocket in my bag... you never know. She was ringing me and I was intently listening if I'd hear something that would betray my phone's hiding place, when suddenly someone answered my phone. I thought: yay someone at the party must've found it. My friend hung up and said: "Some guy found your phone... he sounded pretty drunk but I don't think we know him. I told him to meet us at the square at town's centre."
...
So we ran back. Once arrived at the square we didn't see anyone except for some drunken people in front of the cafes. We rang my phone again and suddenly noticed someone walking up to the square with something flashy in his hand. It was him. Indeed, he was very, very drunk and beside my phone he'd also found an eyeball that lights up when you chuck in onto the ground. He asked us if we'd like to have it.
No thanks.
Then, completely out of nowhere, the guy, who we'd decided to call Ed... as that's the perfect name for anyone who can be brilliant and drunk at the same time, said: "Ohh I remember where I was going!"
and he just left...
Thank you, Ed, for saving the day! December 22nd will always be Ed-day.

Film talk

2009-11-28T19:16:00.004+01:00

The Five People You Meet in Heaven.

I bought this film because I loved the book. I hope the film is just as awesome.

I have nine films in my collection.
Almost Famous (photo) is one of them. Probably my favourite film of all time. Followed suit by Bill & Ted's Excellent Adventure and Aladdin... and The Breakfast Club & Ghost Busters I and II. Hahahaha. Oh nearly forgot Lords of the Dogtown and Control. You could say TFPIMIH is the odd one out. Welcome to the family, big boy.

I can do that

2009-11-22T14:36:00.002+01:00

Right now,

2009-11-08T17:24:00.004+01:00

I am stuck like a boat in a frozen sea

2009-11-05T23:02:00.002+01:00

This is literally the funnies thing I've seen all week. Everytime I see this photo I get a very vivid mental image of how it would look if they'd walk like this.
*tries to hold back laughter again*

Just some things I like

2009-11-05T22:55:00.005+01:00

From Picturesofwalls.com

Blasphemy

2009-10-27T22:30:00.002+01:00

If I'm gonna be in hell with these guys, it's gonna be one hell of a party.

Autumn song

2009-10-19T20:26:00.003+02:00

I bought the sweetest book just because I loved the title and the cover. I'm currently reading it and the inside is even more lovely than the outside. Whenever the sun is shining, I really like the fresh but lazy autumn days. I saw the trailer for Where The Wild Things Are and literally can't WAIT to see it!

This is George the Hedgehog

2009-10-12T22:36:00.000+02:00

Say hi George!

SW

2009-10-11T12:58:00.000+02:00

Luke, I am on your toast.

I should.

2009-10-07T18:37:00.002+02:00

Falcor

2009-09-29T23:11:00.002+02:00

I want a luck dragon. No. I need a luck dragon.
Anything else?
Nah, not particularly.

determination= fail badly + try again

2009-09-24T20:50:00.002+02:00

I don't feel too hot at the moment. I hope I haven't caught the influenza... The days I make during my internship are way long. I hate having a 9-5 job and it's definitely something I'm going to try and avoid in the future. I'll fight for that!

2009-09-06T19:03:00.007+02:00

"What if you could fly? Where would you go?"

This question has been asked so many times to so many different people and still, no one has ever given a seriously considered answer. You usually get something like "Hawaii"(sure), "the girls' locker room" (FLYING, not invisibility), "To somewhere far away" (like iraq?) or "New Zealand" (Good answer, I've seen Lord of the Rings so I can sympathize with that).

Thinking the question over needs a little time, which, I know very well, is something most journalists don't have and most interviewees don't want to give them. Still, like, really... what would you answer if you could really fly to that place right this second. I wouldn't pick New Zealand.. I can tell you that much.

Pézenac, the place I made these photographs, might be a good destination when your head feels cluttered and confused.

I play the drums in an imaginary band

2009-09-05T13:43:00.007+02:00

During the holidays I always read a ton of books. Just because I love hanging out on the beach but I'm too restless to just lay there. Some books I read this summer completely surprised me and others I had very high expectations of just didn't live up to them.

The biggest surprise this year was a book I found at Selexyz the day before I left on a holiday, while I was actually looking for a music mag to read in the car. It's called 'I play the drums in a band called okay'.

Page 1: "We are in a band called okay, lower case, italics."

When I'd finished the book and read the recommendations on the cover, I realised the writer, Toby Litt, hadn't been in a band called okay. Which I could've known if I had paid any attention because the drummer's (real) name is Brian and not Toby (thoughout the book he's referred to as Clap, though, I think that's why I never noticed)

At that moment I thought: Jesus Christ, Litt can write! Thoughout the book I was honestly in the illusion the book was autobiographical. One of the reviewers of I play the drums in a band called okay, (Peter Hook) wrote:

It's like he's been hiding under the beds in hotel rooms, in the corner of rehearsal rooms, in the toilets in bars, in the darkest corners of our minds, listening all the time.

I second that.

It feels like Clap is a real person. The drummer. The one with a conscience. The guy who sits in the corner, observing his fellow bandmates, philosophizing about random stuff. And not just Clap. The book makes it seem as if okay really did exist. Like you can find their record in every store or go see them live in your local venue. Their band lives.

"Our first meeting. I've told this too often in interviews. I know when I say about Syph dropping out of a tree in front of us, it's probably a story I made up years ago and now believe it's true. But I do believe it's true."

For this reason, I was very disappointed when I realized I would never be able to find okay's cd's anywhere, or meet Syph the charismatic leadsinger... or philosophize with Clap about Buddhism.

"Whatever- it makes it pretty hard to forget that the Buddha, like all men, was from time to time a fucker. Perhaps that's the point, exactly. Of course, this took place when he was an unenlightened being - but after he sat under the Budhi tree and became enlightened and saw whatever he saw, did he go back [to his wife]? Did he apologize? No - because he must have realized there was no reason to."

Whatever the reason may be, this book was such a good read that I'm actually recommending it to everyone I meet. Especially to people I've met during my holiday, while I was reading the book. Ask them. If you ever meet anyone who's talking about this book, they have probably met me. Especially when they highlight the bit about Syph leaving the japanese girl waiting in his room for a week. You should really read that chapter by the way..

The sky is the limit

2009-09-01T23:22:00.006+02:00

I absolutely love flying.
Even though 100 tons of steel in the air just doesn't feel right..
It's taunting nature's law.

Tomorrow I'm starting my internship. I'm nervous as hell. I wish I could just fly away.
I'm just trying not to think to much about it but focus on my birthday, which is this friday.
I'll be turning 20 but I won't be growing up. Does that make sense?

No, it doesn't.

photo is by myself

Paris et Montpellier

2009-08-28T16:04:00.008+02:00

I'm back. My laptop has been fixed and I'm back from my holidays. Paris, as I'd already blabbered in last post, was incredible. Above you see my favourite photo from Quatorze Julliet. I don't know how I did it, but this one turned out beautiful. I think I might get it printed at poster-size and put it up the wall to remind myself that sometimes, things work out exactly the way you've always wanted them to.
Montpellier, my other holiday, was sun, beach and sea. I definitely needed that before starting my internship next week. All photo's from this post by me. (for a change)

Nationalism

Inferno!

Montmartre

Paris

2009-07-21T18:19:00.004+02:00

Paris Paris Paris
This city is wonderful. My feet hurt, I have a cold and I'm really exhausted but it was worth it. The quatorze julliet fireworks were incredible and there was a gig in front of the Eiffel Tower! Johnny Hallyday performed there for nearly three hours (!) that's as much time as Bruce Springsteen had at Pinkpop!! Honestly, I didn't know who he was, so I asked the guys next to me (who were drinking champagne and singing along at the top of their lungs) and they said he's like a God in France. The next day I was at Lafayette so at the media department I went looking for his cd and there were about ten times as many of his cd's as ANY of the other artists in the store (except for MJ, but he's dead so that doesn't count). I guess the guy was right, then.
I made a lot of photo's of the fireworks, quartier latin and my fave: Montmartre but at the moment my laptop is being repaired and I can't make a proper blog post on this one (no software on it whatsoever). Maybe next week :)
I've just read The Five People You Meet in Heaven and seriously guys, I nearly cried at the end. This book is just perfect on so many levels and a must-read for anyone. It was a short break from my 76-short stories book of Vladimir Nabokov... that's quite a big read, I tell you.
I'm also looking forward to seeing Harry Potter and the half blood prince. Anyone seen it yet? What do you think?

Tbh

2009-07-09T16:46:00.002+02:00

There probably won't be any updates from me for the next week, since my laptop crashed and they will come to pick him up for repair next wednesday.. I'm devastated.. now I'll have to go find a life..

Holidays and Blur

2009-07-05T20:24:00.006+02:00

Blur performed in Hyde Park July 2nd. I was devastated when I first heard about it and realised I couldn't be there. As a cold comfort Absolute Radio decided to broadcast the gig this sunday. I listened through two hours of Damon, Graham, Dave and Alex giving it their magnificent all and kicked myself in the head again for not taking the first train to London (80 quid) three days ago. Ah well, I'll get over it... some day.

To put things in perspective: I'm only one week away from Paris! I'll be taking my D70 with me so hopefully I'll be posting some nice somethings on her in two weeks time. Just a brief flashback to remind myself of my amazing time in London last summer.

Pinkpop

2009-06-06T21:30:00.007+02:00

Ohh I have actually seen Bruce Springsteen LIVE en person! I never had the money to go see him and now he performed at Pinkpop, his first European festival ever and I was there! It was insane! So damn good. He even called Brandon Flowers on stage for a duet of Thunder Roads... magical. The Killers were awesome too, Mr. Brightside is one of my favourite songs ever. I saw the Script as well and I have to say: that is some cute singer they have. I got a kind of girly crush when I saw him hahha. Anyway, some pictures from my little digital camera since i wasn't allowed to bring my Nikon D70 to the festival terrain.

Blurry Bruce.. ah well how can you take sharp photo's when you're jumping up and down?Romantic skies during the KooksThe Script singer I was telling about. Not even my type but cute nonetheless. There was supposed to be a meet&greet with them, but it was cancelled. Doesn't bother me that much since i don't attach any value to an autograph whatsoever, but it would've been nice to see the three piece up close. White Lies. They sing so beautifully about the dark side of life that it almost makes you happy.

Paris, je t'aime

2009-05-25T01:14:00.002+02:00

I have booked my summer holiday today. I'll be going to Paris in July and I can't wait. It's been such a long time since I've been there. I'm very glad I'll be seeing this missy very very soon. ^^

tweet tweet

2009-05-18T19:04:00.002+02:00

I just found the best twitter application that must be out there. Twittersnooze. It means that you can give someone 'the silent treatment' when they're tweeting.... a little too enthusiastic. It blocks their tweets for a preferred time and then unblocks them again. You can even send along this cute card to supress any feelings of guilt. Hihi.

A dream with a beautiful view

2009-05-16T14:39:00.010+02:00

I am obsessively collecting photos of balconies lately. I'd love to have one. The one with the blue doors is exeptionally beautiful.
photos from flickr by: donna corless, lovethe214, vambo25, bratan, marite2007 & lightmirror.

My mind is foggy with thoughts

2009-05-12T21:30:00.002+02:00

This is one of those days when i am overwhelmed by a feeling of inspiration, so great, that it won't come out in words or even concrete thoughts. The result? Sitting around all afternoon, not concentrated enough to do work. Just overcome by a feeling of anticipation, waiting for even the slightest sign of an idea forming in my head. Not happening. Thoughts are whirling around but they are too intangible to get a grip on. It's driving me mad. I've picked up the fight with my main character again; he's a pain in the ass. He is, he is.

Dalí, Miró, Waterhouse, Opie.

2009-05-05T17:08:00.006+02:00

I can't decide which genre of art I like the most. I guess I like a bit of everything. I just heard I missed a Waterhouse exposition nearby. It reminded me not to forget visiting Richard Avedon in Amsterdam. His exposition ends May 13th. I don't want to miss that!

Why do I like flamingo's?

2009-05-05T16:16:00.003+02:00

1. They are pink

2. Their knees bend the wrong way

3. They can stand on one leg

Photo by Szeke at Flickr.

Blondies

2009-04-22T20:41:00.006+02:00

I'm back to blonde. Ready for the summer!

Summer dreams

2009-04-16T20:05:00.007+02:00

I've had my first bbq of this year! I can't wait for the summer to kick off. The last two pictures are mine. I don't remember where I found the first one but it makes me feel like it's already summer.

Camera, tower, bathtub

2009-04-08T18:09:00.005+02:00

I had video camera and editing lessons this week. What bothers me is that they haven't told us anything about technique... tips and stuff you know. Going out on the streets with a multi-thousand euro Leica camera (i actually found a picture of the exact same camera as i'll be using) isn't my thing. It's like babysitting someone elses baby. If anything happens to it, I'm fucked for the rest of my life. Just give me a pen and a paper and I'm alright. This massive thing makes me a little insecure.

Wise words

2009-04-05T23:59:00.004+02:00

Amen to that, brother.

boy, girl, car

2009-04-01T23:12:00.005+02:00

I'd like to learn Russian and Welsh.

hair peace, bed peace

2009-03-30T22:33:00.014+02:00

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

2009-03-30T00:22:00.008+02:00

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

2009-03-20T15:53:00.005+01:00

'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

2009-03-19T22:52:00.010+01:00

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

2009-03-19T22:11:00.003+01:00

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

2009-03-13T21:40:00.004+01:00

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!

Rockin' Rappers

2009-02-17T23:49:00.002+01:00

A miracle has happened and i found out about it just a few minutes ago. Lil Wayne his latest single is GOOD! It came out late 2008 but i've only just heard it for the first time. Woa. Lil Wayne + amazing single = what happened? Here's the thing: he teamed up with Kevin Rudolf. i don't know the guy, apparantly he's a producer for Kevin Lyttle, T.I. and Kanye West (immediately explains why i've never heard of him). Nevertheless: i like his debut single. i do advise you check the lyrics of the song. it seems like they both wrote their own part of the song and then mixed it together. it's like i would team up with someone who only writes lYk tis y'no jst 2 wrd lol. Very odd.

Angels and Devils

2009-02-04T21:50:00.011+01:00

Hairdressers. They have been the subject of my fear for years. Every time I've ever gotten a haircut, they managed to cut both my fringe and the rest of my hair too short for my liking. Put a ghost in my room, that's alright; send me to the dentist, fine; get me a new hair cut, noooo way.

Yesterday I figured was the perfect day for some drastic changes. My horoscope (daily mail shizzle) said Deep, significant and radical changes are coming your way. Don't fear them.

My reaction: Radical changes, yeah baby! Let's add some Marilyn Monroe to my Kate Moss-blonde coupé. Three hours later I returned to my home, looking like a lighthouse.

Fair enough.

I now know every single joke there is about people with red hair. It was a nice change from the blonde-jokes...

"I spy with my little eye something that's orange, white and green."

- "The Irish Flag!"

"No...." *puts on a devillish grin and glances over at me*

However, since orange really hadn't been my goal, I went back to ask for a jar of bleach today. They looked at my bright orangy haircolour and decided (group decision) that it wasn't blonde. Yeah. 12.03PM, bright moment! Anyway, I spent another two hours reading 1984 with a black-haired woman staring at me in awe.

YES. I DO LIKE CARROTS! WHY DID YOU ASK?!

Thirty pages later, I was blonde.

The girl who dyed my hair now has a new slogan on her business card.

Changing devils to angels in under two hours!

Thank you, thank you very much.

Sid and Nancy

2009-02-02T16:48:00.005+01:00

Sid&Nancy... Kurt&Courtney... Amy&Blake. Selfdestructive people always manage to find each other. Sid and Nancy are the best example. A violent punker and a heroin addicted groupie find each other somehow and fall madly in love.

They are absorbed by their failing carreers and drug-addiction and resign into a small and filthy bedroom at the Hotel Chelsea. Nancy dies in the bathroom after being stapped once in the abdomen, nobody knows who did it and Sid lacks any memory of that night. He himself dies less than four months later after overdosing on heroin. A tragic and morbid story Shakespeare would have had troubles coming up with. This is living fast and dying young put into practice. There's a very small chance anyone will be able to achieve accomplishment of the motto better than Sid&Nancy did. That's that. Congratulations. Don't try this at home kids.