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29 oktober 2011 - Österlen with twinpeaks inspiration


12 oktober 2011 - Gör mig levande igen

 



10 oktober 2011 - Mila and me

Min själs älskade

9 oktober 2011 - Hon dog idag


7 oktober 2011 - Exponation


6 oktober 2011 - More of Gabriel


6 oktober 2011 - Nobelpriset

”Inne i den väldiga romanska kyrkan trängdes turisterna i halvmörkret.
Valv gapande bakom valv och ingen överblick.
Några ljuslågor fladdrade.
En ängel utan ansikte omfamnade mig och viskade genom hela kroppen:

 

”Skäms inte för att du är människa, var stolt!
Inne i dig öppnar sig valv efter valv oändligt.
Du blir aldrig färdig, och det är som det skall.”

Jag var blind av tårar och föstes ut på den solsjudande piazzan
tillsammans med Mr. och Mrs. Jones, herr Tanaka och Signora Sabatini
och inne i dem alla öppnade sig valv bakom valv oändligt.
/Tomas Tranströmer


5 oktober 2011 - Two worlds

Thru the darkness of Future Past
the magician longs to see
one chants out between two worlds
Fire - walk with me

4 oktober 2011 - One of my favourite poems

I went down to the shouting sea,
Taking Christopher down with me,
For Nurse had given us sixpence each-
And down we went to the beach.

We had sand in the eyes and the ears and the nose,
And sand in the hair, and sand-between-the-toes.
Whenever a good nor'wester blows,
Christopher is certain of
Sand-between-the-toes.


The sea was galloping grey and white;
Christopher clutched his sixpence tight;
We clambered over the humping sand-
And Christopher held my hand.

We had sand in the eyes and the ears and the nose,
And sand in the hair, and sand-between-the-toes.
Whenever a good nor'wester blows,
Christopher is certain of
Sand-between-the-toes.


There was a roaring in the sky;
The sea-gulls cried as they blew by;
We tried to talk, but had to shout-
Nobody else was out.

When we got home, we had sand in the hair,
In the eyes and the ears and everywhere;
Whenever a good nor'wester blows,
Christopher is found with
Sand-between-the-toes.

//A.A Milne


4 oktober 2011 - She is filled with secrets

where we from, the birds sing a pretty song and there is always music in the air

3 oktober 2011 - If only

Inspiration found on the net -  mostly FFFound

3 oktober 2011 - Investments

Shopping velvet for future photosessions - 58 pounds exl porto, here is eyecandy

2 september 2011 - Tuvstarr

eller Mias lilla J

1 oktober 2011 - Things I go daydreaming about

Small small converse star from the 80´s....and someone they someday will fit

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