RAINBOW!

Phil saw this rainbow today in York and sent it my way!

Feet heating.

Figo has offered to keep my feet warm today. How to not love this dog?

Jurgen in the 80's.

The other day Jurgen showed me his photo albums of all his teenager and twenty-something years , together with stories of all his different phases and moods. I found it fascinating.

Para dar y tomar.

Jenny Slate.

She's turned into one of my favourite actresses. She's the voice behind Marcel The Shell.

Cris turned 27! So we all ate jamón!

Amiguita que Dios te bendiga.

Jamón del bueno.

In Spanish weddings you can hire professional jamón slicers.

Twister!

Twister and jamón makes people happy.

Moltes felicitats, Cris! Volem que super t'ho passis!

The pink house.

I didn't know till my return after my summer holiday that the pink house at the Eco Kinderpark opened like this so we have a covered porch. Great for these rainy September days. I think the design is really handy and inviting for people to come and join us for coffee in the morning.

Faisan and his brother spent practically all day with us. Cheeky monkeys.

Everything's in bloom!

The Bucketboyz.

Last Friday we saw The Bucketboyz play in the Rotterdamse Oogst. They were amazing! I filmed them but the audio of my video is really bad, so check out their myspace instead.

Accident.

And how it makes us look.

Infernopolis - Atelier Van Lieshout (ending the 26th of September).

*With Infernopolis, AVL has created a terrifying setting in which medical instruments, tubes and kettles, vacuum pumps, silos and sorting trays, lacerated bodies, skulls and skeletons, human faeces and giant sperm cells and organs are the main protagonists.

Infernopolis forms a new chapter in AVL's interest in issues such as autonomy, self-sufficiency, power and economy. Since its inception AVL has set out to unravel these subjects in the hope of exposing a deeper structure: the laws and rules, the organisation and codes that are usually hidden from view.

For an extra 2 Euros you get to go there by boat. Definitely worth it!

Participants' bunk beds (to save space) from where they are stupefied by a permanent alcohol feed. In the background, the big red Alcoholator.

Pig toilet, where pigs feed from human faeces.

An abandoned AVL computer.

Arschmänner. (Made me think of Human Centipede.)

Me in the Wombhouse. One of the ovaries houses a toilet, the other has a minibar. And in between you find a big bed that smells like freshly washed laundry.

Bikini Bar.

Phil with his arm in the BarRectum.

Cradle to Cradle. Based on the concept that waste is food. It's a semi-industrial slaughterhouse and a high-tech operating room. Bones, skulls, muscle groups and organs lie on robust, brightly lit tables. The machine recycles everything, even people.

Open Belly Woman.

The Submarine Wharf is an amazing space and it houses this exhibition. More are on their way for the following five years!

Attention! The Inferno exhibition is only on till the 26th of September! It's open every day except Mondays till 8pm. You really don't want to miss it! You've seen nothing like it! Go to the Boijmans website for more info.

*Most of the text is copied from the brochure.

Who would have said...

...a few years ago that I would love this outfit with trousers that are too short, giant leather bag, shapeless man's shirt and dorky shoes. It's perfect.
Source: The Sartorialist.

Holy Crap.

Amy and Alina came up with this idea to collect junk from everybody's home and turn this crap into beautiful things. Everyone was invited to participate. I was impressed with the results and even got to take some treasures home with me! Isn't the name of the exhibition perfect?

Here's the description they wrote:

Holy Crap, a participatory happening by Alina Parigger (AT) and Amy Wu (AUS), will exhibit in ROT(T)TERDAM various sacred altars of discarded material. The significance of waste, based on the vision of Baudrillard, is examined. In primitive societies wasting was connected to festive rituals and had a symbolic social function which in turn validated our sense of existence making us feel alive. In contrast, today's modern societies seem to throw away as an obligatory act devoid of crucial symbolic and collective significance. Parigger and Wu believe that the act of throwing away ‘waste’ may be interchangeable with throwing away values. Holy Crap, is an attempt to recover the discarded values of symbolic exchange, human relations and collective significance by providing a sacred public space made of discarded material.

Thus, the creation of sacred 'waste-altars' together with the public, will serve as a survey of our collective values.

Phil was in town.

Rotterdam gets even cooler with you in it.

Peddemors bags - photoshoot.

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Eefje asked me to take some photos of her (really cool!) bags that she makes, customizing size and pockets to whatever you need. I chose the locations for the photos and did the styling too. It was fun and I'm happy with the results. Working with a camera-friendly model helped a lot.

Little wonder.

I've been following Tavi's blog for a while, and although I feel a strong magnetism towards this site, there was something about her and her blog that, in a way, made me feel it wasn't quite right that such a young girl (now 13, she started the blog when she was 11) has such an obsession for fashion. But I think that deep down, it was just a secret jealousy for this girl that knew more than I will ever know about, well, probably anything she sets her mind to. Her posts are normally about the outfits she creates with imaginative and personal combinations of clothes. Also about the (amazing) people she meets. We also get introduced to some of her arty friends and other entertaining elements of her life. But these collages (that are the covers of her school notebooks) just left me gobsmacked, not only at her knowledge of fashion, also art and cinema and a certain melancholy for a time that she didn't even live.

Not to mention what a talented and funny writer she is.

I have to change the term "obsession" referring to what this girl feels. It's passion. And I'm glad that there are people like her around. I admit it: I like you, Tavi. And you amaze me.

(I'm very curious about what her parents are like.)