A bit late, but here it is: me trying to establish a new category. Weekend notes.
My way of showing you what I have been reading & looking at lately. All things inspirational.

©from http://rosencrown.blogspot.com/

* Complaining is silly. Either act or forget.
* Thinking life will be better in the future is stupid, I have to live now.
* Being not truthful works against me.
* Helping other people helps me.
* Organizing a charity group is surprisingly easy.
* Everything I do always comes back to me.
* Drugs feel great in the beginning and become a drag later on.
* Over time I get used to everything and start taking it for granted.
* Money does not make me happy.
* Traveling alone is helpful for a new perspective on life.
* Assuming is stifling.
* Keeping a diary supports my personal development.
* Trying to look good limits my life.
* Worrying solves nothing.
* Material luxuries are best enjoyed in small doses.
* Having guts always works out for me.

“Do stuff. Be clenched, curious. Not waiting for inspiration’s shove or society’s kiss on your forehead. Pay attention. It’s all about paying attention. Attention is vitality. It connects you with others. It makes you eager. Stay eager.”
- Susan Sontag”

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(Quelle: swiss-miss.com, via balancing)

Today is a sad day. My camera is sold finally. I’ll be waiting for the next one, but it’s still uncertain when and if there will be a new one. Maybe new directions will come up.

New home. Details want to be done soon to beat up the lack of comfort. The new situation concerning me and my relationship(s) is daring me, emotionally, physically. Hopeful (& glad, yes; glad.) but a bit exhausted. I am not quite sure what to share about it on the internet. Taking small steps seems (feels) right to me. To quote extracts from Maura’s tumblr: ” … only you know your boundaries (…)” 

@University Bremen

A huge THANKS to Patrick for making my pictures appearing in a bigger size on my Tumblr. Now, more works are about to be uploaded!

A first semester’s work (analoge series, yet not done with scanning negatives). I also took some Camera Obscura pictures (see here)

Main station Bremen, GER.

Remember winter?

“Do not stand at my grave and weep,
I am not there, I do not sleep.
I am in a thousand winds that blow,
I am the softly falling snow.
I am the gentle showers of rain,
I am the fields of ripening grain.
I am in the morning hush,
I am in the graceful rush
Of beautiful birds in circling flight,
I am the starshine of the night.
I am in the flowers that bloom,
I am in a quiet room.
I am in the birds that sing,
I am in each lovely thing.
Do not stand at my grave bereft
I am not there. I have not left.”

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written in 1932 by Mary Elizabeth Frye

I had posted this before, but this is actually the right version. It’s a text so wonderful & truthful that I have to post it here. “(…) Mary Frye, who was living in Baltimore at the time, wrote the poem in 1932. She had never written any poetry, but the plight of a young German Jewish woman, Margaret Schwarzkopf, who was staying with her and her husband, inspired the poem. She wrote it down on a brown paper shopping bag. Margaret Schwarzkopf had been concerned about her mother, who was ill in Germany, but she had been warned not to return home because of increasing anti-semitic unrest. When her mother died, the heartbroken young woman told Frye that she never had the chance to “stand by my mother’s grave and shed a tear”. Frye found herself composing a piece of verse on a brown paper shopping bag. Later she said that the words “just came to her” and expressed what she felt about life and death. Mary Frye circulated the poem privately. Because she never published or copyrighted it, there is no definitive version. (…)