i am sailing

from Celine's website: "I am an artist. I color my views in red, yellow and blue. Wish me wel with my fantasy."
i've been sailing. or perhaps i should say bobbing around. i've also traveled some. and i have nursed the 'perfect' cold. it's grey days outside, the snow has disappeared. today the rains seem to have stopped. 

dordrecht, wijnstraat
i managed to travel up to Dordrecht, to meet up with Celine and at last witness one of her gigantic drawings in real life (above). we had coffee and cake at Villa Augustus, and managed walking in dry air.

dordrecht, historic part of town
i've traveled cos my head needed nursing too. i needed to be somewhere else, talk to others, to strangers even if such would be the case. trains in holland are just as bad as trains in belgium. mhmmm. 

dordrecht, xmas time in shop windows
all this to say indeed, i am sailing. how cool is that song and video and how young was i? and how about you's? the xmas tree isn't up yet, bummer. maybe sunday. maybe i'll show it too. stay warm, stay safe. x

fuzzy photo on a rainy day, villa augustus, to be revisited, @ladies....
i wish i could give you more of dordrecht to view... will not happen. the weather was unfair and i need to come back to snap better images. spring in dordrecht... sounds good. now for the company ☺.

have a beautiful week ahead ♥

old bones

we're the old bones, i sometimes feel. because, who's still blogging? thought so. IG stories are rising and that means that so much talk is being poured into ever shorter messaging. which is fine, but short. 

i've come to name my posts here newsletters. i have no idea who are reading these. i don't keep stats, didn't ever. but who is still summoning up the courage to read? because that's what it is about.

one needs time, one needs space, and preferably not a hand sized reader that doesn't allow room for comfort. and one needs an open mind, a will to navigate, to stand still, to observe. are you still reading any? 

there's few blogs i follow and i read in depth. my mode of reading up has changed considerably too. and i miss those olden times, those windows into other people's homes, miles and miles away from my own. 

the words we spoke, the phrases we exchanged. we've all seen them being reduced to stickers, gifs and emojis. i dare almost say, what a waste of language. but then evolution is perhaps this?... daring to change....

i've added images from WATOU SUMMER EXHIBITION, and am too lazy at this point to look up who is who. sorry, artists. will do at some point. 

♥ have an excellent week ahead everyone. ♥