Posts Tagged: workshops

Walking to a dead workshop


“My feet are so tired, my brain is so wired
And the clouds are weeping.

Did I hear someone tell a lie?
Did I hear someone’s distant cry?”

(Bob Dylan in Love sick)
Liège (B)

An open storage

“Funny, how the things you have the hardest time parting with
Are the things you need the least”

(Bob Dylan in Lonesome day blues)
Colfontaine (B)

The joy of animals in the middle of demolition

"I think I could turn and live with animals, they are so placid and self-contain'd,
I stand and look at them long and long.

They do not sweat and whine about their condition,
They do not lie awake in the dark and weep for their sins,
They do not make me sick discussing their duty to God..."

(W. Whitman in Song of Myself, no. 32)
Aachen (D)

Interdite …


“Wie mancher nähret sich von nicht erlaubten Sachen;
das Männchen weiß sich groß in seinem Staat zu machen.”

(G. Ph. Telemann, das Lied Großtuer)
Poulseur (B)

Contrasting greetings from Floreffe


Floreffe (B)