Tuesday, March 29, 2011

Life is a fair, life is a circus, life is a story


Hello there!

This weekend I managed to make some funny photos, using what we have at home and in the garden, and the images from some cooking books. It may sound funny, but you can find such amazing images in there. Most of these are from Jamie's America by Jamie Oliver, but I think any good book will do. It only has to contain some colorful images and it's going to be fine!

I wanted a crazy, colorful thing. I wanted to create the feeling of the blur you can feel when you're dancing and you've had too much to drink and the lights fade into colored lines. I wanted to create the ambience of a fair, the smell of candy flosses and caramel apples. Neon lights wherever you look. Disco music. Laughter.

I wanted something inspiring, too. Someting serious, but still light enough.

Now, if we combine these images with some words, if we combine my love for the visible details with my passion for the written words...


For my part, I know nothing with any certainty, but the sight of the stars makes me dream in the same simple way as I dream about the black dots representing towns and villages on a map.

 - Vincent van Gogh -


I don’t know if i picked that circus but something told me that circus picked me.

- Water for Elephants -


These violent delights have violent ends
And in their triumph die, like fire and powder
Which, as they kiss, consume.

- Williams Shakespeare -


Work like you don't need the money.
Love like you've never been hurt.
Dance like no one is watching.

- Mark Twain -


That was all for now. I think it's enough.
With love,
Kirsten

Words are flowing out like endless rain into a paper cup,
They slither while they pass, they slip away across the universe.
Pools of sorrow, waves of joy are drifting through my opened mind,
Possessing and caressing me.

Images of broken light which dance before me like a million eyes,

They call me on and on across the universe.
Thoughts meander like a restless wind inside a letter box,
They tumble blindly as they make their way across the universe

Nothing's gonna change my world,
Nothing's gonna change my world.

- The Beatles -

Tuesday, March 22, 2011

In the air.


Hello!

Oh, I'm happy! I feel so much energy, and I feel bubbly and tingly and just good.
The sun is shining, and it's warm enough for this time of the year. Shortly said:
What a perfect start of spring! 

I'm sitting in the conservatory with my laptop, and the sun is shining through the glass, and if I look out of the window, I can see the laundry swaying in the wind.
There even are some flowers outside! Daffodils and crocusses and some other things I can't name. I don't care what they are called, they are colorful and they are cute!

I've collected some spring-style images from my computer, and I'm going to make a spring-moodboard.
Let's take a look at the first pictures and what they mean to me...

My little sisters in the garden. I always enjoyed blowing bubbles when I was little, and sometimes, I still do it. I like to see how big a bubble can get before it bursts, or to see the sun shining through it and making it colorful!

Orchids. We have them all year through, but they are more beautiful now, the flowers are bigger and brighter. Something else which enjoys the sun, too!


Art, colors, fashion, Paris. A wonderful combination on itself, but Paris must be the best when everything is blooming. I really want to go there!




I can't wait for the smell of flowers! Roses, hyacinths, lillies, they all smell wonderful! 
I feel like a little child, and once again, I feel the urge to run outside and tumble through fields with grass and flowers and fall down there with some nice persons.
Idea: I'm going to organise a picknick! That is so cool, we can all bring something to eat/drink, and a big plaid to sit on and then just find a lovely place and enjoy! Who's in?

Well, I guess I should go back to chemistry... The grades don't keep theirselves up (unfortunately). 
Wish me luck for my exams and tests, and don't forget to enjoy the weather!

With love,
Kirsten

One day you'll look to see I've gone
For tomorrow may rain,
So I'll follow the sun.

Some day you'll know I was the one

But tomorrow may rain,
So I'll follow the sun.

And now the time has come

And, my love, I must go
And though I lose a friend
In the end you will know, oh.
 
- The Beatles - 

Tuesday, March 15, 2011

In that order.



Oh, darling.
Please believe me.
I'll never do you no harm.
Believe me when I tell you,
I'll never do you no harm.

Oh, darling.
If you leave me,
I'll never make it alone.
Believe me when I beg you,
Don't ever leave me alone.


Imagine there's no countries,
It isn't hard to do.
Nothing to kill or die for
And no religion, too.
Imagine all the people
Living life in peace.

You may say I'm a dreamer,
But I'm not the only one
I hope some day you'll join us
And the world will be as one.


Before this dance it through,
I think I'll love you too.
I'm so happy when you dance with me.

I don't want to kiss or hold your hand.
If it's funny, try and understand.
There is really nothing else I'd rather do
'Cause I'm happy just to dance with you.


It's all true! And these three things, or goals, if you want, are just consequences of each other. If there was love for everyone, we would not fight, and from no fighting comes peace. And I think, that if at least we had peace, being happy would be so much easier for a lot of people. I'm just happy that I don't it hard at all to be happy - most of the time. But it's just part of the deal: I don't think it's reasonable to want to be happy all time. As the next quote says, translated: "Who doesn't allow autumn, will never make it to a spring."
Now that is beautiful, isn't it?


I guess that was it for now. Not too much to read, but plenty to see, and to listen. All credits for the songs go to: 
- Oh, darling and I'm happy just to dance with you by the Beatles, and
- Imagine by John Lennon

It's quite amazing that I can always find one of their songs suitable for what I want to say right here. Like they would understand what I want to say here. Maybe they even would... We'll never know. 

With love,
Kirsten

Wednesday, March 9, 2011

That does make me oh so happy


Whirling around our bookshelves, seeing what is in the books, finding some inspiration. It's more a decoration than a shelve, it's covered with pictures, little statues, cards, everything.
Some things look like they totally don't belong there, but that makes it an interesting entity.


My old moodboard. Since my room has been renovated, I haven't put it back on the wall again, but I certainly will put it there again. This, too, contains a lot of loose elements, greeting cards, magnets, stickers, window-colours, tickets for concerts, autograph cards, anything I like to put there.

Making collages with images from magazines. I have an entire book full now.


Drawing. I like when you want to draw something and it works out well, when you can see what it has to be, and other people understand it.
Photography, my sisters, old anciency in one picture. I love taking pictures, seeing little details no one else sees. I love my sisters. I love seeing pictures in books about old times. Sometimes, I imagine living in that time, being rich, wearing this kind of dresses, and taking secret walks with my lover in the night.

Writing. This is a little part of the story I'm working on the most. I think writing is a perfect way of expressing myself. Words can have wonderful effects if you choose them well. If chosen really deliberately, they can make me smile, make me feel happy, or put a tear down my face.

Seeing what I've written here, I think this post is more about the crave to create things, something I've been feeling a really strong need for lately. I want to make things, and I don't care what it is, a story, a painting, a picture, a mess which is not a mess after all...
If we couldn't express ourselves, what would that be like? Do you know that feeling that you want to tell something, but you don't know how to say it? Would we feel like that all the time then? 
That is something to think about, isn't it? 

With love,
Kirsten

You say you want a revolution
Well you know
we all want to change the world
You tell me that it's evolution
Well you know
We all want to change the world
But when you talk about destruction
Don't you know you can count me out
Don't you know it's gonna be alright
Alright, alright

- The Beatles - 

Saturday, March 5, 2011

We're gonna party hardy!


Tonight it's time for carnaval!
I am seeing forward to it so much, just going out, having fun with my friends, wearing a funny costume, dancing to stupid music...

This year I have a costume, which is called "Sexy Scarecrow," according to the label. As soon as I tried it on, I decided that sexy is not really meant for me, and that it's better to keep it on cute instead of sexy. I don't really mind.


As you can see, my younger sister does look pretty sexy... It's so unfair, look at her legs! She is more like a Barbie doll, and I'll always be your baby-doll... (:

We went to Cologne Tuesday, to go to some kind of carnaval-event there. I went last year, too, and it always is so much fun! The music there is way better than it is here and they have funny cabaret and great dancers. It's a wonderful ambience, in fact.
It was too bad that I already was kind of tipsy before it all had started, and that I had to stumble towards the bathrooms, holding myself on chairs and walls or my sister. I threw up in a plastic bag ( I know, bad, but I learned my lesson!), and stayed on water for the rest of the evening, and then it was all fine again.
Another time next year!


And I do have something nice to share with you! You might know I'm working on a story, which went pretty well so far (126 pages by now). But lately it seems like I have lost my inspiration, and I want to write, but it's like I can't. I can't find the words to say what I want to say, they never express it well enough.
But Thursday evening, I started working on a little poem, and that worked out pretty well! It's not the kind of thing I usually write, but I like it, it's light-hearted and easy.

I wish that I could write a story
But my inspiration feels so dead
So now that I can't write a story
I'll write this poem instead!

I write some words about this feeling
And just type straight away
But if it's good or really bad
Is something I can't say

My thoughts keep spinning round and round
And I want to tell them stop!
For the first time since I've started
I find writing is a quite hard job.

But I will find my inspiration back again
And realise it won't ever leave my mind
Now there you have a tiny thing
Of inspiration which makes it kind

One day I'll be a famous writer
And you will take a look
Read and say I must be a genius
For writing such a book! 

Now, that was it... Let me know what you think about it! ;-) 
Now, do you have any plans for Carnaval? Are you going out, or staying at home? Do you love it, or do you wish it is over as soon as it starts?  
Tell me, and enjoy Carnaval responsibly! (I can tell from my own experiences that it's not a good idea to mix up all the drinks and keep drinking Cosmo's, Fl├╝gel, wine and beer)
With love,
Kirsten

Please, sir or madam, can you read my book?
It took me years to write, will you take a look?
It's based on a novel by a man named Near
And I need a job, so I want to be a paperback writer.
Paperback writer!
If you really like it, you can have the right
You can make a million almost overnight
If you must pretend, you can send it in
But I need a break, and I want to be a paperback writer.
 
- The Beatles -