Sunday, November 23, 2008

Plein Air


I was hoping to move into my new studio in December. This is so not going to happen.
Things are delayed and didn't I expect that after all . . . Now I just wonder if I could transform myself into a 'Plein Air' artist?

Tuesday, November 11, 2008

I know exactly how he feels

"A Year has 16 months: November, december, january, february, march, april, may, june, july, august, september, october, november, november, november, november."

These lines were written by one of my favourite authors Henrik Nordbrandt.

Even though we share the same country, this lucky lyric seems to be living half of the year in Turkey, while I am stuck here in the flat and windy landscape, in one of the Scandinavian countries. I am working as an artist, and my other passion is gardening. But I have to be patient and passionate only 4-5 months a year. The rest is november, november, november!

Ten Thousand Things

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" Every fir tree, each of its needles, the movement of wind, all that I perceive and even more that I don't, all resonate with a vital hum. It is what the Chinese call the ten thousand things, all of them speaking out, saying precisely nothing. Each is its own center, the exact place where the world begins."

"To study the Buddha Way is to study the self, to study the self is to forget the self, and to forget the self is to be enlightened by the ten thousand things."

Monday, November 10, 2008

Norwegian Wood

Whilst reading Haruki Murakami's After Dark, I went to his new website, and found it really stunning. If you have been reading Murakami you will agree with me, that this site captures the feeling you gets while reading his novels.

My favorite is still "Norwegian Wood": Loaded with mystery, mysticism, sex and rock 'n' roll. The plot is addictive and draws the reader in so completely you mourn when the story is done. Read more: here


Writing is therapy; sometimes i wonder how all those who do not write, compose or paint can manage to escape the madness, the melancholia, the panic fear which is inherent in the human situation." ~ graham greene