hombroich surprise!

Museum Insel Hombroich, Labyrinth
my prepped blog post was an explano on how i imagine my IG account will evolve more into, erm, me (i wish). yeah. and then everything kind of blew into a shambles, stopping me sharing anything, online. 

the road between Museum Insel Hombroich and Raketenstation Hombroich
that's a weird feeling, i find. one minute it's all go, next, the modem says 'no', entailing phone calls, fickle delivery dates and pick ups. next unwrapping and trying to understand what's what. 

Raketenstation Hombroich.... what flower is this, anyone? 
finally though, getting that platform running again, against all odds and with brand new sailing winds. i feel kind of refreshed, a new digital data shower is sprucing down the place and leaving a sparkle. 

langen foundation hombroich - polyphon, danh vô
this sudden offline void has had me enthralled on the subject matter here, of renovation and freedom from the www. so it's possible that i push IG further down the line and keep breathing... just kidding. 

Museum Insel Hombroich, Turm, begehbare skulptur
i am working on the house again though. it. needs. my. undevided. attention, and that's no joke. i'll try and keep y'all posted on that, it might be fun. sharing might even swing me back into creating too. 

Raketenstation Hombroich, Siza Pavillon, Tomas Riehle exhibition
last sunday our akademy took a day trip out to Neuss-Hombroich. we had a magnificent day's outing with bags of sunshine and sweet silent green pastures, architecture and art. oh. and geese. so. many. geese. ☻

fully loaded, enjoy the week ahead, lovelies! ♥


Belgium, la Roche-en-Ardennes
let's talk kairos. kairos is chronos' grandson. i haven't known that for a long time. just 2 1/2 weeks ago, i came to the understanding kairos is chronos' grandson. does it mean anything? YES. it means so, so much. 

day's outing and museum moment in a nearby town
dutch contemporary philosopher Joke Hermsen enlightened me on these gods of old. and if chronos is playing tricks on us, which he is, like ALL of the time, then it's kairos we need to hug. 

sweet break midweek
while chronos makes us run and run, and perhaps seek cover, and arghgh, leaves us blown till it's all ugly, kairos can step in and he'll say: now. go lightly, child. and breathe. 

valerius de saedeleer, i bow
and sit down. and do absolutely nought. dare it, do ab-so-lu-te-ly nought. or ought. sit. laugh. cry. pray (mhmmm). work. admire. words on loan from a dutch singer songwriter

morning walk, sitting down on a bench, finishing a drawing
and what a relief it is to do so and just breathe. sitting still. not minding the world twirling by.  thinking... kairos, my gawd... 'bout time we got truly acquainted. 

love your sunday, enjoy the week ahead, giving kairos the light of day... ♥


accidental {purple} heart
intentions are a loose matter. as i plan to stick to a schedule, i trip. is it my ego, my restlessness, my wants playing up? i know this is how it is, and that's all good. and then,  the little things move me. 

forget-me-not, for our late cat neko
preparing my september exhibition proofs to be quite the challenge. i've moved away from my initial ideas. i am pretty certain i'll stick to drawing, erm, house façades. (do check out my IG, for i'm warming up, right now). 
i sat staring at these blossoms earlier today
i smile as i write this, for who's reading my woes anyway? my blogspot has really become a personal {public} diary only. oh, how social media are on the go. i might have to rethink the concept a little.  

and these sit in brussels central station, at the mo'
industry makes happy though. and so i work. and i work a little harder. and i stick to a new scheme, like so many of you do. because sticking to the scheme is one way to get things done. 

ostend 'the crystal ship' street art festival
so here's my update for this week. i'm adding a few more street art images from Ostend. Oh what a fine day that was, walking in the sea breeze, feeling the sun warming our skin. laughing, sitting down, perusing. 

ostend, railway station inside roof
most of all, reveling at what these exciting street artists accomplish, on a scale i can but admire. i mean, i feel an artisan at the best of times, but i'm no artist of that calibre. so. not. and that's fine. ☺

ostend 'the crystal ship' street art festival
in the end, what is art, what does it stand for? | is it necessary; do we get better by it; and is it the gist of life; and do we need it; and is it confrontational? || yes. and yes. and yes, yes. oh, and please yes! in that order. 

have a glorious weekend and a beautiful week ahead. ♥

all senses

traveling down to southern europe prooved eventful. from alarming train strikes in france, leading to inconvenient route changes, through withering help desk assistance (language barrier) and little sleep...

... to finally reaching my destination, settling in, smelling valencia, walking streets of the 'hood for the first time, blinking at the sudden southern light, feeling the warmth, kissing the wind, expecting, ah

i pinched my forearm that first afternoon, before sharpishly submitting to walking my feet in the ground and riding my bike through Tùria park lanes, looking up, looking down, hearing, oh,...  the noise!

the ring road traffic underneath my apartment windows, the valencians' incessant natter into their phones or shouts across alleys, the clanging of delivery and garbish vans and the screech of passing mopeds.

also. the low toned peal of cathedral bells, the deeming sound of sea waves crushing on a barely visible shoreline, the ancient town market stalls' criers, the silence of darkness in stowed away thruways.  

then the persistent sweet fragrance of orange blossoms everywhere around you. the rustling, wavy waft of stately palm trees that literally seem to be sprouting up from pavement corners.

letting it all wash over you as you walk, not talk (for you don't speak nor understand valéncian), listening in however, for imminent future reference of those sweet events to pass by, always too soon.

sun will be shining around here this weekend. we live in hope and have a jolly one. ♥ 
for those wanting a little {more} sight seeing, here's where it's at