Thursday, October 29, 2009

second PB of the week

Saw Mr. van Reet Pape this wednesday for a bit of a training session. Wanted to do a 125+ dynamic using the kick'n'glide technique, but the new suit Eric brought from Kerian Hibbs felt so good, that i just kept going.

Tuesday, October 27, 2009

New personal best dynamic with fins

After 2 years of not improving my pool results, i finally managed to add 22 meters to my dynamic with fins. The reason behind all the cursing in the end is, though i'm happy with the dive, it is 2 meters shy of the national record.

Saturday, October 24, 2009

Bye bye green

Time to bid farewell (going one, going twice, gone) to the green leaves of summer

But they were never this green, were they? Well, they were, when the good people of Uppsala decided to put green lamps under one of their trees.

I'm telling you, those Swedes are craaaazy mofo's.

Friday, October 23, 2009

Fall fell full fill II

Walked past this lovely little tree today, which seemed to celebrate its firts autumn

In what has so far been a rather brown and grey fall, this one looked like it was blushing at the thought of the impending nudity, and just exploded with red

Ghost town

The city i grew up in is lovely, but viewed a certain way, it can appear to be rather ghostly

(no trickery -except for in-camera stuff)

Monday, October 19, 2009

Symboliek van de voet, 1956

Gefeliciteerd met de 53ste, papa.

Vandaag heb ik deze foto van Job gemaakt, van z'n voetjes tot z'n hoofdje een wonderbaarlijk menneke.

In den beginne is het einde zoek geraakt.

~ Cornelis Verhoeven

Saturday, October 17, 2009

Mary (the return)

Uppsala is more than the hometown of Peter Boivie, God of Voice and Sex; it once was the capital of Sweden. It also was the place where the pagan Swedes fought not so much christianity, but the Roman church and its rules, the hardest. A cathedral was built right there to impress the shit out of the naked pan-worshippers. So they have this big-ass cathedral and a castle where the King lived. Obviously, the king's name is Gustav, and naturally, one day he dies, and it is decided (i think he decreed it) that he is to be buried in the cathedral. Nothing strange about that, cathedrals are graveyards with very fancy roofs, but Gustav claimed the chapel that was dedicated to Mary. The weirdest bit is, they gave it to him. Good to be the king, even when you're dead you get the best spot in church. Why not hang him on the cross while you're at it?

A couple of years ago, some church officials in Uppsala asked artists to make a piece for the church. One of these artists, Anders Widoff, proposed to let Mary return after a long absence to the church the king threw her out of.

In his words: "In my interpretation, Mary is a mature woman of around 45. Her dress exhibits clear traits of our own times. In a sense she comes in disguise; at another level she has assumed the form of all women and every age. She comes (returns) to the church as one visitor among others; but also as a witness. Through her eyes and in her vicinity, the church seems to appear in a different light."

Friday, October 16, 2009

almost 50

Took some time off from competitive freediving because i kept giving into the urge to quit a dive around 50 meters. Did a lot of safety work during competitions this summer, which besides fun also brought back the desire to compete. At HöstApnéiaden 2009, a competition in Goteborg organized by Jens Schou, i first did 100 with fins, rather poor but at least not 55, where i actually wanted to give up. Next day i was in trouble after a messed up static, but thanks to some good coaching and lots of kind words and me being sick of the feeling of quitting, i decided after 50 to literally flip the situation and keep going. Not a PB, but someone did point out it was a PB on my back. It's a bit of a fucked up dive but i loved it.


Loved the way the light played on the water and the wetsuit, making it look like they were very distinctly different parts of the same thing

Thursday, October 15, 2009


In Stockholm Central Station

Monday, October 5, 2009

Nadine war ein Frankfurter also

or is that 'eine'? 'Einer'? 'Eines'? She was, though, and gloriously so, especially when pronouncing 'Hauptbahnhof', which is where this was taken.

who are you?

Walking around Frankfurt with my friend Nadine (glimpse her radiance on the left in the background)

why Germany isn't the world champion soccer

It's all about fundamentals

Fall fell full fill I

Been trying to deny the end of summer, so i can embrace the beginning of fall properly

Friday, October 2, 2009

General Tso’s Pit Bull Stew

An interesting and sustainable solution to the meat dilemma, presented by the the lovely couple of George and Sally Broccolich

and one of the videos that inspired their thinking: