To take a deep breath and leave my Neverland - just for a while. Adopt a distant gaze at my spiritual asylum. To ask: Is it worth staying here for the next two years? That's what I was trying to figure out lately...
Now, if you'll only attend, Kitty, and not talk so much, I'll tell you all my ideas about Looking-glass House. First, there's the room you can see through the glass -- that's just the same as our drawing room, only the things go the other way. I can see all of it when I get upon a chair (...) How would you like to live in Looking-glass House, Kitty? I wonder if they'd give you milk in there?
I was always looking for a pretext to write something about graceful Lady Munchies, the very special person from Bamse House. And here's the occasion: a few hours ago, all of us, became godfathers and -mothers to five naked, rat-like creatures. Photos comming soon.
Brussels, November 2004. These two photos illustrate very well, how through a different perspective, one can introduce dynamism and dramatic mood into a picture. It reminds me actually of a study, I read last term, saying that even three year old kids are able to convey their real feelings. A skill essential for this girl's existence, I guess.
Time for sentimental Gosia. I will probably never figure out what kind of building this was. No information board, no address, no people around, just two huge, round towers looming over some no-one's land in one of the more derelict regions of Warsaw - Wola. We had to climb over a rusty fence to get there. It happened only once. When I came back, after a month, there was a guard and a dog watching. This was in... April 2002.
You might notice that one of the buildings had a leaking roof so there was a perfect ice skating surface on the bottom of it.
My first model session. Below - a choice of 13 from 260 photos I took this afternoon. Once you lay your hands on a good digital camera, selection becomes a real issue. I hope some of these pics will help my friend to get a job in a model agency in Brussels.