… or is it mother & daughter? … or Father & daughter? … or mother & sun?
sometimes we just need these old master’s sky above Bochum
dramatic and dramatically tanned sweet potatoes hiding the mystery of the world
one of my most favorite murano glasses in the evening with a bit of red wine and a bit of light with “Walden” by Henry David Thoreau.
I have just forgotten, what this was …..
Is it a red and white leek???
the lyrical situation was found by mistake in the municipal park in Bochum, surrounded by little blue birds and violent butterflies.
without the right glasses or lenses or after smoking the wrong stuff or after drinking to much coffee grappa your own bedroom can turn into something else, something different, Peter would say.
crumbs on a plate with golden ornaments from another time. I am wondering if the breakfast was the same during these days? Or if it was healthier or more fat or more lyrical or absolutely crumbless.
Krümmel auf einem Teller mit goldenen Ornamenten aus einer anderen Zeit. Wie war wohl das Frühstück in diesen Tagen? Gesünder oder fetter oder poetischer or absolut krümmelfrei?
an artist’s space in a romantic light – that must be Bochum!
Cooper – an artist dog and a little dog vampire!
Lupo and the tulip chair – no showroom without them.
hopefully heros never die and will always save us
perhaps an elfish knot of elfish cloth to hide one of our biggest treasures, perhaps a piece of rubbish