Showing posts with label dreams. Show all posts
Showing posts with label dreams. Show all posts

Wednesday, 5 March 2014

A Place Were Dreams Begin To Flow!

Vincent and I have been on the hunt for an old industrial lamp, for the kitchen, for a while, and it so happened that one of Teal's friends is the guy who brings them back from the old east-block. So we went to his warehouse, that turned out to be the most amazing old run down factory I have seen in a long time.

The sun was shining and the rays coming through the broken windows made the place even more dreamlike. I really have a predilection for places like this, I can get lost in endless imaginations of what was here before and why that no longer is.

I the front yard we saw some old pieces of the Berliner Mauer. Very nostalgic. Wondered if they were also up for sale?

Wednesday, 1 January 2014

Speaking about New Years Resolutions.

This morning when I took an early walk through the almost empty streets of Berlin I noticed something new on one of my favorite walls and I wondered if it could be someones new years resolution written there in blue and yellow.
It made me think about my own new years resolutions. Not that I really have any, or remember if I had any for this year. If I did I am sure I did not fulfill them. Two years ago my resolution was to restart making my own humus, which I did. I like to keep things simple; stick to something that is manageable. The best resolution I ever had, was to give a compliment to someone else every day, because that was something that made both me and others happy.
For this year I have not had time to think about resolutions, but I have many hopes for the year to come. Many of which I shall not reveal right now, but one thing I can say is that first of all I hope that the last six months I will spend in London are gonna be great, exiting, busy and unforgettable.

Wednesday, 13 November 2013

London Is Burning!

Another completely stunning sky in London today. It felt like it was on fire and I kept turning my head while riding my bicycle to see if it had changed or still looked amazing.
It seems that these days all I bother to take my camera out of my backpack for, is the sun, the sky and their many nuances. I briefly wish that instead of living on the ground floor of a Victorian house I was living in a skyscraper on the 20th floor to benefit from this.

Sunday, 8 September 2013