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Pregnancy news
Something about hearing people talk about expecting, joking about expecting, makes me happy inside. It means that they still are physical with each other and it has to mean there is some proof of love there am I wrong? Recently my boss announced expecting 4th … Continue reading Pregnancy news
“my mother is dead and everything is worse now”
Bo Jack continues how there is/was/will be someone looking out for him. The way I was raised (in a bubble; not allowed doing anything, going anywhere), the way they always spoke to me (this is for your own good, this is because we only think … Continue reading “my mother is dead and everything is worse now”
The Monster
* of Belgium now with the innocent kids, babies being murdered right in front of our eyes... #ceasefirenow I would like to introduce Marc Dutroux to you. He had 2 kids from his first wife, he abused them, lost them and he had 3 more … Continue reading The Monster
i must throw back, i am late
hereby what came out back few weeks ago. Dubai is another universe for me, different than it is for other people.. 'So, here i am again, at the emirates' pilots compound in dubai. Hanging out with pilots' wives, who are mums to little kids. Few … Continue reading i must throw back, i am late
a woman’s worst enemy
It is a cliche but always another woman... My line manager asked me,out of the blue, if our manager was treating me in a way that was disturbing to me or not. Then he confessed, another woman from another branch, told him over the phone,that … Continue reading a woman’s worst enemy
why am i the sole loser in my own story?
this post originates from me getting onto the every single train the last, even though i am the very first to stand all along, waiting there for more than 20 - 25 minutes. Why is it always me they push aside and i take it? … Continue reading why am i the sole loser in my own story?
Cornelia Parker, Sculptor
I started to take notice of Cornelia Parker’s work with her exploding shed of the 1990s: COLD DARK MATTER: AN EXPLODED VIEW, 1991.
This was a simple wooden garden shed, exploded from the inside.
The explosion was carefully documented by film and camera; then the pieces collected (she used an Army demolition crew – they knew how to collect meticulously) and then arranged.
The sheer skill that went into all of this – in particular the arrangements – was outstanding. The shattered pieces were hung/suspended at various heights and distances. This was like a captured explosion, without the obscuring of smoke and detonation.
Each piece/fragment had to be relocated to its original position as near as identifiably possible, and its arranged position proportionally placed.
The end result was one of contained violence, suspended force: arrested destruction.
The work was then lit from the inside with a single source of light.
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Just need to …
I claim I like being alone, I got used to it and I do not want to change it. You know, expectations and heartbreaks is what follows. I also ended up admitting that “I do not want to do this alone anymore” – this being … Continue reading Just need to …
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