8 For years, I've had a guilty pleasure: yellow baby ducks.
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10 On a quiet evening – so quiet that I’d almost forgotten the existence of sound at all- I ploughed through an uninspiring darkness. So dark, that even the memory of light was obscured. All I saw was a bunch of colourless, impenetrable prickly bushes…… …until, apparently out of nowhere, the […]
56. Winged Wonders
With age comes whisdom (so they say) About five years ago, I stumbled upon my first Levitating Lambs, which made me spontaneously produce a blog about this estranging phenomenon. I wrote about the lambs, climbing the mother sheep, about the huge lamb stack they built, up to 7 lambs high. […]
52. Enligthened Lambs
3 Happy 2017! I wish you all a year in which you can turn dreams into reality. A year that allows you to become, be or remain who you are, a year to tell what’s to be told and to give what should be given. And hopefully this will automatically lead […]
51. Happy 2017 – Reflections
3 Murmurations & mental processes Prior to writing an article, a storm might rage through my head. Ideas spontaneously sprout, patches of words, too fast to grab, fly by. Separate figments spin round like autumn leaves on a windy square. Meanwhile, elusive associations whirl down ceaselessly, occasionally shaken up by a […]
46. Chaos in Motion: murmurations & mental processes
1 The longer you’re shooting, the more you’ll discover what’s your cup of tea and what’s not. Just like the real life. At the beginning, you try everything and just can’t get enough. Gradually, you become more discerning, which helps you to avoid things that just don’t suit you. To quote […]