my oasis

romantic weekends are  d e a d 

The pain is still here. I cried.

ενα ταξιδι ποτε δεν πεθαινει

Just be still with me
You wouldn't believe what I've been through

 I had too much to dream today - I woke up blind.

Vivian: You go too far, Marlowe.
Marlowe: Those are harsh words to throw at a man, especially when he's walking out of your bedroom.

General Sternwood: How do you like your brandy, sir?
Philip Marlowe: In a glass.

too much REM sleep

 
sunday morning

I like Tim Eitel. He is in my mind.

I can clearly see nothin' as clear
I keep falling apart every year
Let's take a hammer to it
There's no glamor in it
Is there any way out of this dream?

I'm as blue as I can possibly be
Is there someone else out there for me
Summer is draggin' it's feet

I feel so incomplete
Is there any way out of this dream?

Summer is draggin' it's feet
I feel so incomplete
Is there any way out of this dream?

Is There Any Way Out of This Dream - Tom Waits

let there be light blue

 

bon voyage ...

The memories are short but the tales are long

 

Reeperbahn - Tom Waits

 

This is my Reeperbahn

"Bandini on the bed, put himself there with an air of casualness, like a man who knew how to sit on a bed."

Ask the Dust - John Fante

all my secrets untold - all my motives unclear

The Walkabouts - The Light Will Stay On

±°C

the hill, the past and the future, champagne, a friend and the city.

blues sounds

Im in love with the city

alles in ordnung

STOP

-

no more orange no more orange no more orange  

no more orange no more orange no more orange  

Elevation... don't go to my head

one hundred fears

These cities may change..

one hundred tears

Welcome back to Greece!

It's dreamy weather we're on

You waved your crooked wand

Along an icy pond with a frozen moon

A murder of silhouette crows I saw

And the tears on my face

And the skates on the pond
They spell...




( Tom Waits - Alice )

-

Rothko, No 14, 1960

Today I thought of you. But you no longer have a face.

I feel like

Francis Bacon - Triptych 1991

Today is a sad day.

I just don't know why.

I haven't photographed Athens in years.

I despise Athens

-

Athens despises Me

Memories.

Without them I feel empty. Or free.

The truth is I am incomplete.

Россия: Страна воспоминаний

Возвращаться - плохая примета,
Я тебя никогда не увижу.
Я тебя никогда не забуду

Last night I dreamt..

"And all these questions I ask myself. It is not in a spirit of curiosity. I cannot be silent. About myself I need know nothing. Here all is clear. No, all is not clear. But the discourse must go on. So one invents obscurities. Rhetoric."

The Unnamable 

Samuel   Beckett 

photo by John Minihan. Café de Paris 1985

My bed feels less cold when I enjoy the company of great thoughts. In print.

Is it ever too late?

I can't quit. I am trying to quit. I will fail to quit.

I know it.

And memories fade away..

TODAY IS ANOTHER DAY

Berlin 2010 : back to hunger

Hamburg 2010 : back to life

HOSPITALS ARE BETTER THAN YOGA

In Holland I cry.

ПРИГОВОР 

И упало каменное слово
На мою еще живую грудь.
Ничего, ведь я была готова,
Справлюсь с этим как-нибудь.

У меня сегодня много дела:
Надо, чтоб душа окаменела,
Надо память до конца убить.
Надо снова научиться жить.

А не то...Горячий шелест лета,
Словно праздник за моим окном.
Я давно предчувствовала этот 
Светлый день и опустелый дом.

[22 июня] 1939, Фонтанный Дом
    

Анна Ахматова

In Hamburg I stand. In Berlin I fall.

Every day, every week, every single month and year I try to approach words.  They seem to dislike me. They escape. I am back in my cosy trap. I speak with squares. Therefore I speak not often. I speak not much. I speak in silence. To me. In public.

 I CAN'T GO ON, I WILL GO ON

 

Schmerz is a GIFT

Silence