I bought a minimalistic metal fruit bowl at a flea market, for two euros. I think the lady must have been confused. Tomorrow we need to go, for the next place where we will meet our children. I miss the book by Lara Billie Rense. Maybe I should write this in a message on Instagram, if that’s not too stalkery. I started up a drawing today, it seems to be the case that I do not feel righteous alive when I do not make anything. I have to make this in between world inhabitable. It sounds slightly dramatic. Sorry for that. I am missing Too good to go, and other things from home. Somewhere in this village I hear a screaming person, angry it seems because of a continuously barking dog. I walk as slow and quiet as possible so the snake won’t sneak away. Can a snake be nervous as I am? I saw a yellow bird fly from one treetop to another. I heard a group of bee-eaters having their on air party. I bought a double record of Sidney Bechett for my just started collection of jazz records.
I am having a giant writersblock. Luckily I am an amatuer and I am on vacation. But still, my time is running. I never thinking about time as if it’s anyone else’s time.
We hiked ten kilometers in the semi mountains. We found a military hidingplace from 1944 with real crutches for the crippled soldiers. I made two works on thick paper. My son catched five hornets.
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