2008-02-29 // 14:43:43 inkaust yes... i also have the crash on these things. as i told you this little window made me move into that flat.
tasty things and lovely souls. exactamente, as p. would say.
and apart from what can be easily seen i'm happy you got a bit of that hard-bitten plant. and a box of swedish colour chalk. and scissors on it. and a couple of eggshells i keep for lomo. and a cook book 'kuchnia polska'. and wine corks i keep for my friend for her mysterious project.
and again - it was so good to have you here.
^
what else remains me to say now than
lovely things
and
tasty souls
(and yes, you're right. I got them all on purpose. as the house-parts outside. which was the most difficult part to find an - angel :-) - which puts them all together. the title of the book a bit better to read on the original. poor little pixels.)
This is so lovely. Mmm! Don’t really want to say anything, or need to. It’s just so sweet, sweet, sweet.
Must be an especially wonderful springtime window. With warm breezes and such. Love that little opening. City sounds slipping in.
(And stale birthday party fat cigar smoke drifting out?)
I like putting little things on windowsills. Every morning (and this is silly) I push open my bedside window (not too much, cold) and I place the little red horse, Meindert-Janwillem, on the sill gazing out. And every night I close the window, and I put the horse back on the bedside chest.
Reminds me of Johan’s picture. The shapes. Borders. Glass.
Yes, a spot in the kitchen, a portal, and a view to have a crush on. A film to fall in love with. Good match. Good night. Match. Night.