… than cutting out the eyes of someone on a photo”, once a painting teacher taught me.

Fernweh.

Getting up.

Tokio, Juni 2009

and we see that it’s over…

Going down.

Betty and Patricia

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cup as globe; turn, turn, turn

I’m always the last one ..

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It was about time: Three men call it quits! And six hundred entries is a round figure. Time for new ideas, who knows? Stay in touch, if you want to keep in touch ..

As in zilch. Only a fool would break his own heart ..

Geht’s wieder ein Bisschen, Männer?
Nothing a hot cup of cocoa cannot cure ..

.. when I saw the leaves rustle themselves almost silently and one by one on the windowsill of my studio. Autumn has entered the building. It’s a wonderful world ..

.. from the sky. Well, that’s the most wonderful time of the year. There’ll be much mistltoeing. And hearts will be glowing. When loved ones are near. When friends come to call. It’s the hap- happiest season of all.

Photograph by Fiete Lühn (London, 17/04/2009)

Wohin die Seefahrt mich im Leben trieb

Photo by Fee van ‘t Veen

Any which way. From my album Saints or Sinners?

Never grow up I like that. It’s a poster made by a young artist called Peter Winkel. Published with permission, I hope.

This summer, my grandson Hidde made two drawings.
When I asked him about it, he answered very self assured: The other one is a moonman. But this one? Don’t know ..

Huibert Visser (1926-2009)
He moved a pebble in a river, somewhere on this earth ..