a try at zen on saturday

how unearthing to just have the one wine glass, the one coffee mug, the one water glass, instead of a cupboard full of crockery.

how surprising, an unexpected cushion corner, because of selecting stuff.

how inviting, the very last time in my bed in the leaving place, on the floor for the occasion. the mattress shamelessly unmade.

how appetizing, the last few pieces of freshly baked savoury pastry (atlantic herring & dolmades rice, if you wonder), and one mandarin.

how sparkly~spark, an ice cold glass of champers, or rather, a leftover. yes. in the one wine glass. oh well.

"move yo, move move yo"

don't know why exactly, but the song didn't half caught my eye, my ear. also in (500) days of summer. a little divertissement in between labeling moving boxes, the last 48 hours in the leaving place and an industrial building dryer blowing hot air into the attic of the new, old house. to move things along, yo. to get the place dry before long. it is all becoming a little surreal, which is not necessarily a bad thing.

corner view ≈ pondering, or lucky {renov # 9}

{previously}

fragile. pacing. happily anticipating. awaiting the arrival of experts. fretting. lying awake at night. pondering.

choosing my builders wasn’t an easy task. i pulled on my intuition so hard, my body feels right slack. but since i was able to converse with every single one of them, and since every single builder was prepared to listen…. i feel so lucky! slowly my pondering subsided.

i have never done a renovation before, i guess i shall never do another one. no more! i’ve been feeling out of sorts too often, but as we’re nearing the moment of finalisation (of the basic building process only), i dare to look back and be contented. 

i didn’t know what to expect, i played the ostrich just a few times, but apart from that? there’s been convo, agreeing, disagreeing, happiness, disrupt and consolation. and that makes me feel so lucky. 

builders are passionate. they know what to go for, and they’re doing it. they are making dreams come true, and mainly they do it while keeping that spirit up. thanks to them, i have learnt so much. how to be patient. how to turn disbelief into empathy.  they took me from surprise to joy. and all that, more often than not, accompanied by a jolly good laugh.
this is a post, especially for my soft, sweet, steel iron builders. with a willing heart in place, they make for so much less pondering...
now more pondering over at ... hm.... juniper / ötli / ian / theresa? 

tsuris*

* = trouble ☻
ha, that ol' devil called the meaning of life! i'm not in for what i'm getting as i start the dvd, because as per usual, i do not read the summary. a coen brothers production doens't need much introduction anyway. [for once, i did dive into the dvd extra's, just to get some twists clarified. i can honestly state i can see clearly now.]

i haven't got a clue why, but i always have been intrigued by the hebrew way of life [bar the religious connotation]. i found myself on a synagogue tour in london once (that could have been sheer inattention on my behalf), and i clearly remember a jewish friend's wit, in her approach on things, herself and life, when first bumping into her and her operatic voice on a night train through danish landscape. later in life i chuckled no end and for various reasons, when introducing my younger self to THE NANNY.

besides the kosher humour, here now we find ourselves in the exciting year of 1967, which is a blessing in itself for all that vintage interior deco.... oi! both directors, themselves originating from the midwest where the movie is set, use childhood memories to build a few strong storylines, a foggy bar mitzhva event and a serious midlife crisis for the main character but being two topics. there is so much going on, on different levels, the film makes for an interesting documentary, besides a really good movie.
i remember watching BURN AFTER READING twice straight, for the humour and the twists so cracked me up. A SERIOUS MAN does hold a more complex message (or does it?) : life is a mystery! ...
[... and coen brothers make outstanding cinema.]

flea market find of the year

a vintage madonna

"even though i have put on glasses on my vintage head, i shall give this flea-market-find-of-the-year a miss, if you don't mind. time is very much against me at the moment, image archives are doomed for various reasons, and well, who am i to judge? i am wishing you all a good game!" browsing going on, as ever on herlibraryadventures.