I miss my beautiful friend

12 jears ago today Jeff Buckley died



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What to feed a wet sparrow

Dreamt a wet sparrow and a fly were sitting next to me in the backyard, looking at me imploringly. Then the fly surprisingly flew off, and i gave the sparrow some nuts. She eyed them suspiciously, and her eyes became bigger and human -though orange.

Is the message of this dream not to give a wet sparrow peanuts?



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Variation on Barfly

I think Charles Bukowski wrote about this dog



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Of lamps and weights

Andre Kutscherauer made a piece called 'Selfillumination' that i thought was an interesting variation of a theme my father also touched.



"A philosopher is a weight that wants to weigh itself"
~ Cornelis Verhoeven

Flight?

Pascal Beeckmans made this beautiful and terrifying piece, called 'i.2k3'

American Beauty

This is a piece called 'American Beauty' by Henrich Kimerling. I find it deeply disturbing in the most wonderfully thought-provoking way



More of his work can be found here: http://pavuk.cgsociety.org/gallery/

No noseclip

Seals are incredible: they have muscles in their nostrils that can close the nose off completely, blood vessels in their middle ear to help compensate the pressure, and to improve streamlining, they can even retract their nipples -which is a pretty cool party-trick.



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Sunflower

It's a bit of a dreary day here. Nothing to make you wanna cut your ear off or anything, but somehow i wanted to play with sunflowers a little

Streaking

On this sleepy sleepy day, my slumbering mind keeps wandering to images of light in underwater caves



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Thunder can, you can't

I never really understood that thing, "you can wake me in the middle of the night for..". Or i understood, but i thought the answer would be nothing. Some people say a certain food, but imagine waking up and being all drowsy and having that sleep taste in your mouth; the reality of being woken up for anything in the middle of the night is just nasty. Waking up in the morning is hard enough.

But then this night, as i was sleeping under my steeply slanted roof with a window open, a huge thunderstrorm woke me to a room full of flashing lights, sounds big enough to reverberate in my chest, and that smell, that ozony rainy air that seems a bit thicker than normal air. I loved it. I might not fully wake up today, but it was worth it.

Sky by Magritte

Magritte painted the sky last friday, i think. I was expecting it to start raining men in bowler hats, or apples, at any time.