to a cool xmas and a chilled new year :)

¿qué?

I really did my best to follow the instructions.

any way the wind blows

Or, rather, every way the wind blows. Bloody hell. Will you look at that? All over the place.

We wanted to check the direction of the wind. It looked pretty mellow but all of a sudden lots of white fluff appeared to be flying West outside the windows. A sort of spring fake-snow fall.

The Netherlands. Any and every way the wind blows indeed.

is this soppy? it is. well... tough. raspberry ;P

spring cleaning with a twist

That messy splodge to the right is the "signature" a bird left on my window. The bugger.

So no, unlike some other people, I do not really get my knickers in a twist on the issue of spring cleaning.

Note: I replied to all your questions on the "kroket" on my previous post. No idea whether anyone goes back to read those. But just in case...

now that's what I call airwaves

Source: Photo AP at NRC Handelsblad online

snappy snaps

Note: All pics unedited and taken with a mobile phone.

righting a wrong

It has been brought to my attention that what was shown on this here post was not accurate. It seems someone knocked the composition while cleaning (which clearly rules me out, then) and it should have looked like this: the Pedrera perfectly perched atop the Sagrada Familia.

But of course. How very silly of me.

All right, now it's when I think I can hear Gaudí turning in his grave.

sleepless nights?

Endless tossing and turning? Restlessness? Anxiety? Muscular fatigue? Mood swings? Hallucinations? Disorientation? Well, it now seems:

So stop being such a wuss, shut up and get over it! :)

Note: T-shirt seen at Coffee Company in Amsterdam.

fancy leaving two architects...

...alone with a bottle of whisky for the night.
Look what happened to Barcelona.

Gaudí and Van der Rohe would not be impressed. Or would they?

Note: Muji's Barcelona In A Bag

moon googl(e)ing

How pretty is that?

So, 40 years ago today...

Let's see when we actually "do" make it to Mars (which, according to the astronauts on the Apollo 11 mission, is apparently the way to go!). Oh well, we already know there's water on Mars, right? You can see for yourself here.

Image taken from google logos

shine on you crazy diamond

Source: Photo AFP at NRC Handelsblad online

virtually, no comment

by jennifer daniel for the New York Times

bad polka dot, bad!

Bag Girl Polka Dot is the real title this pretty print goes by. I immediately took to it visually but it really made me giggle too, not only due to its delightful quirkiness but basically 'cos I misread the title. (I hope the artist doesn't mind... As if anyone ever read this! Ha!)

Polka Dot is the nickname of sorts (or rather, battle name) my mate
E got after a rather interesting (for lack of a better word) and rascally night in London a couple of years ago. It started both because she was wearing a fab red & white polka dot dress but also because she had a namesake in our little gang and no-one knew which E we were referring to. (To be perfectly honest, at one point none of us really knew what in sweet baby jay jay's name we were talking about, let alone whom we were talking to).

The thing is that when I first saw the print this morning I mistakenly read Bad Girl Polka Dot (dyslexia? Freudian slip of da mind?) and immediately thought of sending it to E. Bad Polka Dot. Bad, very bad girl!!

Ai, nena, ho he pogut evitar. M'ha fet somriure aquest matí i ho havia de posar aquí! ; ) Potser una idea pel teu cumple?

void
article indy

the calm during the storm

The other side of the general strike in France this week. A deserted station that would have, otherwise, been heaving with activity. This photograph just stroke a chord and stuck with me all day so I decided to keep it here to come and have a peek now and again. (Nothing to do with politics/ideology as that's not what this blog is about, what it actually IS about coming to a screen near you soon.)

Source: NRC Handelsblad online