Goodbye Blue Sky

“Good morning, slippery roads.”

Last day before the term paper’s deadline. First snows of this year. Kat’s making her second apple cake in Oslo. Isabel’s showing how to make a poached egg. The reading desks in the main library are packed with students (some smell like sardines too – that’s what they eat for lunch with breads). Exam season, no wonder. I met Rachel and she informed me that all the desks on the third floor was full. Well, there are two other floors to explore and my confident exploration stopped at the second one: I got an empty desk positioned among some biology students studying advance anatomy. I can tell you that I was the only one with the social science books in radius ten metres. Where are my other compadres? Anyway. I turned on my laptop and openned iTunes. Then I smiled. It was my first time to see someone on the shared music library with the name “I Know You’re Married But I’ve Got Feelings Too.” I looked around swiftly and thought, perhaps it’s one of the biologists. Particularly perhaps that guy with a stack of sardine cans and lots of carrots in front of him.

“Winter jobs.”

 

*pictures were taken that day

I’m Here To Ruin Your Kitchen

I’ve been struck by a huge wave generating series of higher interests on things related to foods. To eat is human. However, I’ve never been this excited to cook. Or to constantly shop the ingredients (although I know I don’t have all the time in the world to cook them; at least I have reserves). My boyfriend’s so excited as well concerning this development. ALTHOUGH it doesn’t mean I’ll have the incentives to do this activity when we meet again, dear.

It’s like a therapy. When I cut the garlics, when I pour the olive oil…when I mixed those vegetables…I feel pepped up! 

Second development is related to my amateurish photographical interest. I’ve always thought that food photography needs really good skill and I always applaud people who makes living by doing that: driving people to eat something after seeing mere pictures of it. In the pursue of this divine goal (to convince people to eat), I photographed some cooking experiences of this guy. Here they are:

spaghetti bolognese

lamb pizza on the way!

lamb pizza on the way 2!

lamb pizza

 

The Secret Friend Society

During an attempt to finish my paper (although it’s impossible to be done today due to the Octoberfest 2008 frenzy), one of my good friend suggested to check out Salamander at The Secret Friend Society. I love comics and I can’t resist. And why should I? So I took a breathing space. Then I met Jellaby, a ridiculously cute monster! Here’s one of its shorts version.

 

There’s No Way Of Turning So Just Go For It

   

Oslo’s Tram

Originally uploaded by Hitchcockian

So I took the tram but not like everybody else inside, I had no destination. People went in and off. I? Sitting; enjoyed the now-almost-familiar street corners. Contemplating; didn’t want that therapy ends. Restarting; hoped it’s not consuming my grey cells too much. I still need to think brightly for the rest of my life.

You can rent a space inside my mind, at least until the price is too high.

 

OH YEAH YOU CAN. BUT CAN YOU AFFORD IT??? THAT’S THE QUESTION.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Boat and Ocean by Carl

A Single Distinct Meaningful Element

Would the world be a better place without words? Or would words make this world better?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Some people just simply need that single distinct meaningful element of writing. 

 

Introduction to the Resistance Points

ALL MY PALS ARE EVIL BASTARDS, David Shrigley, 1998. 270×245mm, ed. 12