Planning and reality

The planning was to have a weblog in both English and Dutch but there was no way to translate all feelings I had to share with you. Therefore I will only procede with the other version, unless I get a lot of respons from you out there to continue. Sure you can find other items on the menu on the left to satisfy your digital hunger. Like the agenda or gallery with goldsmithry or tattoos, all of my own design. More stories I wrote about life, love and politics...
Posted: May 24, 2004

When there's no one to see

Sometimes I can't help thinking, when I'm not home, what are my cats doing? Maybe my interior turns into some sort of soup which turns back to normal by the time I get home. This would explain why I can't find things so often and when I do, they're in the funniest places! It would also explain why I've got so many solo socks, for panties it's so useful they're attached to one another...
The theory behind this is, when a tree falls in the woods and there's no one to hear it. Does it make a sound? Do trees make sounds at all? If a daughter of the late prinses Juliana can talk to trees, maybe we all could.
Sometimes my brain's like a soup, by the time it's back to normal and I remember again what to do I miss the train to work... On the other hand, through these changes in my brain I get lots of inspiration, and I can always use that!
Posted: April 28, 2004

Horrifying experiences

My adventure of Easter monday is a bit difficult to describe and maybe hard to understand if you haven't been there. It was just a sunny afternoon and I was walking along the beach with my friend and we went to a bar to have a cup of coffee. The women in the bar all had bleached hair and very tanned faces, so their skin looked like leather. Outside of the terrace were some more and a few who walked by waved at the ones on the terrace. While my friend and I were chatting more women came in, all looking alike like they were Stepford wives... All with the same big and fake gold jewelry, overdone feminine manners and would-be designer clothes. They were the kind of women you would see on TV or wives of football players, or TV hostess. For a while they were fun to look at, as a phenonomen, but after we finshed our coffee we got the hell out of there as we couldn't take it anymore. The gender level in the bar had increased above our level of what we could handle.

Yesterday another friend of mine and I had pasta is a restaurant that's cheap and not too bad, lots of students go there. On a table next to ours there were about nine girls looking and acting like clones of Britney Spears or Christina Acquilera. That's not a problem really, but then one of them started to sing and we found ourselves caught in an Idols contest, the horror of it! We had to wait until they were all gone because we were afraid to pass them...
Posted @ 23:20: April 17, 2004

A touch of Leonardo Da Vinci

Tonight I saw a program on BBC World called Leonardo's Amazing Inventions. Da Vinci drew many aircrafts and in this documentary some engineers build a manpowered aircraft, more than 400 years after it has been designed. If Da Vinci only could see his dream come to reality...
My best experience in the air was together with my love and a guy I know from a virtual world. This guy was a pilot and one day he called me to invite me on a trip in a four person airplane. It looked more like an old car with wings! We only flew on a height of about 900ft so we could see cars and cows and all. I also got to fly myself and with my whole body I could feel what I was doing. I wouldn't hesitate to do it again.
Posted @ 0:40: April 10, 2004

Questions

What is it about people at Schiphol station all taking the same door while another door is almost unattended? Why people have to pas me on the escalator to get ahead of me only a few seconds? I remember one day I was just watching people waiting for a cross over and when the light turned green they all started walking as one. It looked like a gaggle of geese really!
Yesterday I had the genderthing again. At times I think why most people hang on to their assigned gender. Why not create an interesting mix of gender roles. Why are there late at night mostly men in the streets and in cars etc.

“Why should I go? Because a captain should go down with her ship! I'll show you how a queen dies„ And she spread her arms to the sky and sighed...

“Why should people die when the lights go off? As if the stars shine from everywhere. But this is what happened and like this it will go away. It's the result of the emptyness, the great emptyness calling me, taking me in and making the world disappear in yellow and purple spots„

Paranoid or what

If I don't have to, I don't travel through Amsterdam Central station anymore. Before when you left your bag somewhere there was the risk of it being stolen, nowdays there's a chance someone may think the bag contains a bomb en the police will blow it up! Ever since the attack in Madrid many people are being paranoid about left luggage... Maybe I ought to see that movie soon, left luggage starring Isabella Rossellini...
Posted: April 07, 2004

Looking for me?

From now on you can search my site, this could be more useful than getting lost in endless menu's... From May 2nd on my papercutting portraits can be viewed IRL in gallery Walls in Amsterdam and later this year in the meeting room of Gouden Leeuw. Between the cutting I am trying to learn some more about css too. So you can imagine I am quite busy right now!
Modified: April 06, 2004

Small welcome talk…

You can find some new items on the menu on the left to satisfy your digital hunger. Like the agenda or gallery with goldsmithry or tattoos, all of my own design. Several stories I wrote about life, love and politics... You can read new (background)information about me. And last but not least I made you a list of links that are important to me.
Posted: before 2004

CU around, Hannah Biemold