New Job!!!!

And finally it happened, it happened, I'm slightly mad.... Because I just signed the contract of my new job....WHOEEEHOOEEEEEEEEEEEEE. Can't wait to start...

Autumn Rain...

Sometimes you see, read or hear something that just rips your heart out and leaves you confused and caught for breath. I was just zapping along a zillion TV channels when I heard one line that stopped my heart dead on. I just had to listen to the rest. It's a mourning poem written by Mary Elizabeth Frye. Words and lines so beautiful, so loving, so alive and so full of pictures flashing before your eyes as if it's you who is seeing your life pass you by in one last exhilarating rush...I have to do something with this vivid poem, I don't know what or how, but now I will remember...

"Do not stand by my grave and weep,
I am not there, I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow,
I am the diamond glints upon the snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain and
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morning's hush,
I am that swift uplifting rush,
Of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft star that shines at night.
Do not stand by my grave and cry,
I am not there, I did not die."

Mary Elizabeth Frye (written 1932?)

Melancholy

It's been a strange week up till now. Keeping my mouth shut, is not one of my greatest virtues, but I have managed to tell everybody (and I mean EVERYBODY) about my new job, except my boss. Because I want to sign my contract first. I've been sad and happy at the same time. Most of the time I don't know exactly what I feel, it's so mixed up. I think in a way I'm mourning over an opportunity gone by, the loss of nice people around me. Stepping of a road I thought I was gonna take for a while longer then I have. It's been a real roller-coaster. Somewhere inside me, I'm still afraid something will go wrong, because why should I be so lucky? But on the other hand...why not? I am learning the waiting game quite well these days...:)

Summer's near...

Got a new hairdo, a new job (I hope), the sun is shining, I feel good...could it be?

Brown Eyed Handsome Man

It's been a while since I've been so impressed by the opposite sex, that I started behaving like a silly schoolgirl...all butterflies, skittish eye-contact and awkward silences. But in portrait class this week I met my Nemesis and looked straight in the eyes of a guy that made my stomach turn 360 degrees and do a backflip at the same time. Boy was he gorgeous “and probably gay” echoes in my head. Well about 75% change of it anyway. He is in theatre, loves to dance, does modeling for fun and looks like you could put him on top of a cake and just take a bite...:) So he must be gay. Or maybe I just want him to be. For there was no vibe what so ever from him to me, while I made the Richter scale blush, he was like the man in the bubble, the eye of the storm, a blank canvas... nothing. Damn I am losing my touch. So he is gay...most definitely. He’s gay.

Ready to Inhale

I am in the need of air, fresh and sweet. Air without the wetness of rain, the sting of winters cold breath...just air thick with promisses of a new beginning, the start of spring, the joy of summer, sunrays captured in molecules moving in and out my body with every inhale, exhale, inhale of my tired lungs. "Breathe" wispers a soft voice against my skin..."Breathe" and I finally inhale...happiness, hope and light in one sweet suck of air. Could it be, that winter is saying goodbye and spring is finally here to greet me? I Inhale...and wait.

Fleeting Magic, Industrial World

I have a great fascination for reflections and the worlds that exist only for just a few seconds. Until you move and change your point of view and the magic is gone. I also love industrial pictures, especially of harbors and ships. So this one was a joy to catch and take hold of for more then just a few fleeting seconds.