Montag, 30. November 2009




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we almost could imagine winter, all in a sudden ice fall from the sky

a little gost on the boat
the harry potter students, the whole city is full of them

gomma lakka
Rainbow

saudade, das gefuehl meines lebens



more...

bruederchen

it arriveschrismas...
gimaraes, here was Portugal born

jump...
my city
my room, vol II
drawing classes
sankt martins laternen basteln mit Merle

impressions



yeah, right...
one reason to love Portugal
about 15 years ago the guard of this little trainstation gave me a rose, now i was back and it's still charming
I wrote half a book infront of this little chapel somewhere in the douro vineyards

Mittwoch, 21. Oktober 2009

my room...


this similarity, my withdom teeth still have to wait to become a neclace, and slowly i can feel a bit in my tongue again, hurray

little nature wonder


next to my bed

from dusk till dawn

close to piolho, the student cafe retoria, with those scary harry potter students always being around

this pic doesn't belong here, well painting in school, got my hands dirty, once again


or picknick place for sunsets



the botanical garden in porto

i actually found an artrical in a really beautiful spanish magazin called apartement about the botanical garden in porto. the pictures were so beautyfull and the article so full of love for this little oasis, that i had to go there. i had a wonderfull day with gertrui and sanne. a kind of back to nature thing. relaxed sleeeping in the sun, which pretents to still keep the summer a bit longer, even if we already are in autumn. well see how photo crazy i went, i made the pics extra dark for the jungel feeling
gertrui at the lake, so nice, the reflection. i stole the idea from sanne


cactus monster

boganvilla or paperflowers as they were called in india. still ove them , and it's true pink is the navy blue of india. always a reminder of thos free and happy month over there



a dream to the desert




finding happienes. well i shoul follow some advices siddharta gave his childhoodfriend at the end of the hermann hesse book(a travelling book, found it, so the time came to read it. it goes really well with the yoga classes i started) don't search happienes and meaning find it ;)





i love this eucalyptus tree, when i saw it i just run and hug it. the hippie in me is still alive. such a giant, and i'm not scared






and the tree gives life. see those little leaves coming out of it. how can green make me so increadebly happy?

















nachts in der metro und braga

what i saw of braga
rain picknick