Friday, November 14, 2008

and the seasons

months, months have passed.
i am appalled at my own inexplicable neglectfulness.

Sunday, August 10, 2008

the 13:15 at 13:25

if you're on your way to an appointment in, say, arnhem, and your train coupé bears a striking resemblance to this one: get off at the next stop.
this - the granny-smith-green-one - is the train to maastricht.

you want the mauve one.
trust me.

Friday, August 1, 2008

for the sake of posterity

my husband's parental home - a little self-made wooden house on the edge of a farmer's field - has hardly changed since i first made its acquaintance  as "the foreign girlfriend", 30 years ago.
it is still an oasis of old-fashioned "gezelligheid", small but with its space used well, full of light, a little less tidy since my father-in-law sadly found himself alone in his golden years.
and because it is on leased land, it cannot be inherited, so i wanted, needed to try coaxing the essence of it onto film.

Monday, June 30, 2008

ere the bonnie boat was won

a lot of time has passed - time at home, time in italy, time in norfolk, time happy, time distracted, time bright and time dreary - and i realised today that june will seem an empty month if i don't post now.

i sometimes wonder why i continue. but somehow i can't imagine not.

Monday, May 5, 2008

that soothe, and heal, and bless

last year on his birthday, our friend sander was so weakened by his multiple myeloma, and the severity of the treatments he was undergoing, that he could manage no more than an hour of quiet participation in his own festivities.
this year on his birthday, following a successful bone marrow transplant and months of therapy, he was radiantly and joyously in the limelight, opening gifts, uncorking wine, conversing...
...and piling his own party pizzas enthusiastically with parmesan and prosciutto, a feat undreamable just 12 months ago.

Monday, April 28, 2008

relentless restlessness

this length of blue and gold and aqua, draped over this chair, or - for that matter - any chair, means that my daughter is home between adventures.
when i took this, she was.
she'll be back from norway, though, in a mere week, scarf and all.

Friday, March 28, 2008

imminent flight

i've been so looking forward to this holiday, and it begins, happily, in an hour.

i'll be back in april.

Thursday, March 6, 2008

thicket by thicket

"never continue in a job you don't enjoy.
if you're happy in what you're doing, you'll like yourself, you'll have inner peace. and if
you have that, along with physical health, you will have had more success than you could possibly have imagined."
- johnny carson (american tv host, 1925-2005)

i not only need to like the work i do, i also need it to like me. i need to be sure that i can - and will - do it well.
it's not the first time i've followed my instincts, and made a decision like this.
i hope it's the last, though.

*quote encountered on myla's flickr

Monday, February 4, 2008

nips and tucks

two-muses is five years old today.

five years sounds fledgling, but it is actually quite venerable - elderly even - in this world of webcreativity, and i would be the first to confess that some restorative and corrective surgery is in order.

it's not so much our demeanor - although the possibility of posting larger images would please me no end - but functionality is faltering, especially since the hack: whole pages have gone missing, for instance, and we (meaning i) can no longer update the "inspiration" links.

help seems blessedly at hand. the lovely myla has offered to guide us through some changes (thanks, myla!) as has the cleverest of my colleagues (thanks, börge!).

within weeks, we may be looking fresh and feeling sprightly again.

until then: cake, anyone?

Monday, January 7, 2008

i know not whither

on a fine fall morning last year, out with my friend sander in his boat, gliding
gloriously through this water-wealthy village we live in, there was hardly a cloud - literally and figuratively - in the sky.
the same heavens - literally and figuratively - are looking slightly more somber just now.
all i can really do is go with the flow, as they say, and blow, believing, in the wind.

Tuesday, January 1, 2008

only in a quiet mind

my wish, for you (and, truth be told, for me, too):

clear skies.
smooth seas.
time, wisdom, perception.

don't let the good get away.

i hope your 2008 exceeds all expectations.