A rusty sad girl, died seven and a half years old
On January 23, 2019
- Cemeteries and Monuments
"That time is dead for ever, child! Drowned, frozen, dead for ever! We look on the past And stare aghast At the spectres wailing, pale and ghast, Of hopes which thou and I beguiled To death on life's dark river." (P.B. Shelley in Lines) Visé (B)
In the gray zone is sometimes a cheerful yellow button
On January 22, 2019
- Still Life
"Morning's first light is gold renewing what is old Touching every yellow flower but only for an hour For day goes down to night Ending its light So nature falls, it falls away, Nothing gold can stay." (N. Peros in Morning's first light is gold) Aachen (D)
A supple dance of a dancer torn into pieces
On January 20, 2019
- What has been left
"The girl goes dancing there
On the leaf-sown, new-mown, smooth
Grass plot of the garden;
Escaped from bitter youth,
Escaped out of her crowd,
Or out of her black cloud.
Ah, dancer, ah, sweet dancer!
If strange men come from the house
To lead her away, do not say
That she is happy being crazy;
Lead them gently astray;
Let her finish her dance,
Let her finish her dance.
Ah, dancer, ah, sweet dancer!"
(W.B. Yeats in Sweet dancer)
Liège (B)
Dark clouds over our industrial landscape
On January 14, 2019
- Culture of Industry
"Wakonda Wakonda! Deep rolls thy thunder! Wakonda! They speak to me, my friend; The Weeping Ones, Hark! In deep rolling thunder calling. Wakonda! O friend, they speak to me. Far above, hark, Deep voiced in thunder calling." (A. Farwell in Inketunga's thunder song) Duisburg (D)
Words are missing, just a red sign
On January 11, 2019
- Street Scenes
“Most of the time
I’m clear focused all around
Most of the time
I can keep both feet on the ground
I can follow the path, I can read the signs
Stay right with it when the road unwind …”
(Bob Dylan in Most of the time)
Duisburg (D)