I.J. 27 December 2012
Image No. 56
A moaning sound coming from the barn
keeps them awake.
Nobody dares to take a look.
If only the little one would still be here..
she was just like Grandma.
I.J. 27 December 2012
keeps them awake.
Nobody dares to take a look.
If only the little one would still be here..
she was just like Grandma.
I.J. 27 December 2012
Image No. 52
He wasn't blind at all
it was just his little game
Fooling around
amusing himself
He didn't see
that everyone knew
I.J. 20 December 2012
it was just his little game
Fooling around
amusing himself
He didn't see
that everyone knew
I.J. 20 December 2012
Image No. 50
It was a self-destructive thing
but his inability to surrender
aroused her
I.J. 30 November 2012
but his inability to surrender
aroused her
I.J. 30 November 2012
Image No. 49
The small wheels stopped turning
every time the little man came in the room
I.J. 19 December 2012
every time the little man came in the room
I.J. 19 December 2012
Dead whore.
Burial rules and regulations regarding d.w.:
1) Tear the corpse apart. From bottom to top. One uninterrupted pull.
2) Bury the two parts separately from one another. In jute sacks.
3) Only funeral staff is allowed to participate in the burials.
4) It is prohibited to come near the graves and touch the ground.
I.J. 11 December 2012
1) Tear the corpse apart. From bottom to top. One uninterrupted pull.
2) Bury the two parts separately from one another. In jute sacks.
3) Only funeral staff is allowed to participate in the burials.
4) It is prohibited to come near the graves and touch the ground.
I.J. 11 December 2012
Amsterdam canal house floor tiles - Johannes Vermeer, 'The Glass of Wine', c.1658–1660
Last Saturday I took a photo of a floor in a canal house.
You Tube video about the painting "The Glass of Wine" by Johannes Vermeer.
Includes details about the floor in the painting.
Jeroen Willems
The sound of shuffling leather shoe soles
on the grey stone stairs
of an Amsterdam canal house.
I.J. 3 december 2012
on the grey stone stairs
of an Amsterdam canal house.
I.J. 3 december 2012
Image No. 45
That rat, under his nose
had scared everyone away
Such a smart move!
Now he was finally alone.
I.J. 30 November 2012
had scared everyone away
Such a smart move!
Now he was finally alone.
I.J. 30 November 2012
Image No. 44
Nobody knew she had eaten the bird alive
only her twin sister who had opened the cage
I.J. 30 November 2012
only her twin sister who had opened the cage
I.J. 30 November 2012
Image No. 43 - The Old City of Jerusalem
Men forced themselves upon her
but all the gates were already locked
I.J. November 2012
but all the gates were already locked
I.J. November 2012
Image No. 42
painting the bedroom
and walking the dog
always made her happy
but not that day
I.J. November 2012
and walking the dog
always made her happy
but not that day
I.J. November 2012
Image No. 40
"Just a joke, " he said
with his hands in his pockets
And a sin
in his soul.
I.J. 23 November 2012
with his hands in his pockets
And a sin
in his soul.
I.J. 23 November 2012
Image No. 39
She still felt it
this black square with no points
It followed her
and she ran
through rainy alleys
darkness, no goal
nothing to run to
Nowhere
Inescapable
I.J. 23 November 2012
this black square with no points
It followed her
and she ran
through rainy alleys
darkness, no goal
nothing to run to
Nowhere
Inescapable
I.J. 23 November 2012
Image No. 38
She hated that dog
only food and shit
So after she walked it
she cut it's tail
I.J. 21 November 2012
only food and shit
So after she walked it
she cut it's tail
I.J. 21 November 2012
Image No. 36
Through thin air
and everlasting clouds
following an uncertain trail
my tempted soul
I'll set you free
I.J. 19 November 2012
and everlasting clouds
following an uncertain trail
my tempted soul
I'll set you free
I.J. 19 November 2012
Image No. 35
overmorgen zou het kunnen lukken
als het maar op tijd weggaat
en niet zo blijft rondsluipen
I.J. 19 November 2012
als het maar op tijd weggaat
en niet zo blijft rondsluipen
I.J. 19 November 2012
Image No. 34
She lived in a tree
where she lived alone
no more room
for a second soul alone
she was a lonesome soul
I.J. 14 November 2012
where she lived alone
no more room
for a second soul alone
she was a lonesome soul
I.J. 14 November 2012
Paris, 10 December 1948
You crawling, skulking, howling politicians
You do not respect boundaries
You eat the flesh that is not even born yet
I.J. 11 November 2012
You do not respect boundaries
You eat the flesh that is not even born yet
I.J. 11 November 2012
Image No. 31
The little trees
in front of his house
had feelings
at least she thought so
I.J. 11 November 2012
in front of his house
had feelings
at least she thought so
I.J. 11 November 2012
Image No.30
She jumped out of the school bus and ran home
where she found her mother
counting the kitchen tiles
again
I.J. 2-10 November 2012
where she found her mother
counting the kitchen tiles
again
I.J. 2-10 November 2012
Image No. 27
He beat the boys with his gloves on
They knew he still lived with his mother
I.J. 7-9 November 2012
They knew he still lived with his mother
I.J. 7-9 November 2012
Image No. 25
It was the wild boy from the woods who
found her
eaten by the wolves
I.J. 1/9 November 2012
found her
eaten by the wolves
I.J. 1/9 November 2012
Image No. 24
When she finally found the right tree
she returned home and made a note
I.J. 3-7 November 2012
she returned home and made a note
I.J. 3-7 November 2012
Image No. 23: Feelings of guilt.
It was merely a crumb of a broken biscuit
but she had stolen it
I.J. 7 Novenber 2012
but she had stolen it
I.J. 7 Novenber 2012
Image No. 22
When I saw him from a distance
I was shocked to see how much
he looked like an unused pencil
I.J. 7 November 2012
I was shocked to see how much
he looked like an unused pencil
I.J. 7 November 2012
Image No. 20
The little man searched all of his pockets
but he couldn't remember
what he was looking for
I.J. 28 October 2012
but he couldn't remember
what he was looking for
I.J. 28 October 2012
Image No. 19
The cat in the alley
was the only witness of the killing
but she knew
no one would listen to her
I.J. 2 November 2012
was the only witness of the killing
but she knew
no one would listen to her
I.J. 2 November 2012
Image No. 17
The one legged man knocked on all the doors
When he was at the end of the street
still no one had opened
I.J. 25 October 2012
When he was at the end of the street
still no one had opened
I.J. 25 October 2012
Image No. 16
Because he never really knew
what to do with his soul
he cut it up in pieces
and sold the whole
lot online
what to do with his soul
he cut it up in pieces
and sold the whole
lot online
Image No. 12
Her father had left her with this insane woman
That's why she later married the swine
I.J. 27 October 2012
That's why she later married the swine
I.J. 27 October 2012
Image No. 10
After eleven days
she still couldn't figure out
why he had killed the dog
I.J. 25 October 2012
she still couldn't figure out
why he had killed the dog
I.J. 25 October 2012
Image No. 8
In the hallway stood a little chair
too small for a grown up
But there were no more children left
after the killings
I.J. 25 October 2012
too small for a grown up
But there were no more children left
after the killings
I.J. 25 October 2012
Image No. 5
Er lopen allemaal kleine mannetjes
door mijn huiskamer
Kan iemand ze misschien komen ophalen?
I.J. 22 October 2012
door mijn huiskamer
Kan iemand ze misschien komen ophalen?
I.J. 22 October 2012
Oud zeer.
Toen ik mijn mond opende
kwamen er allemaal bruine korsten uit
Eén grote berg met harde bruine kots
I.J.
kwamen er allemaal bruine korsten uit
Eén grote berg met harde bruine kots
I.J.
Spontaneous meeting with young graffiti artists and best friends Floris and Gajus
Thank you guys for a great afternoon! Never stop making art! You're the best!
Un petit orgue à tuyaux - a little pipe organ
Pour mon grand-père opa IJlst - for my grandfather opa IJlst
I.J. January 2012
“But many who are first will be last, and many who are last will be first”, Matthew 19:30.
This music is not mine.
Gospel hymn: 'Heer ik hoor van Rijke Zegen'
Original English title: 'Even me' (dated 1862).
Music: William Batchelder Bradbury (1816-1868).
Words: Mrs. Elizabeth Harris Codner (1824-1919).
Dutch translation: Meier Salomon Bromet (1839-1905).
The Dutch words:
'Heer! Ik hoor van rijke zegen, die Gij uitstort keer op keer;
laat ook van die milde regen, dropp'len vallen op mij neer;
ook op mij, ook op mij, dropp'len vallen ook op mij.
Ga mij niet voorbij, o Vader, zie hoe mij mijn zonden smart;
trek met Uw koorden nader, stort Uw liefd' ook in mijn hart.
Ook in mij, ook in mij, stort Uw liefd' ook in mij.
Ga mij niet voorbij, o Herder! Maak mij gans van zonden vrij;
vloeit de stroom van zegen verder, zegen and'ren, maar ook mij.
Ja, ook mij, ja ook mij, zegen and'ren, maar ook mij'.
I know for sure that this track is from the 'Den Hertog Jubileum CD', but that's all I know. So if anyone can please fill me in on that missing information?
Photo: Inge Justa April 2012.
She shuffled past unnoticed.
"She shuffled past unnoticed", a ballet for the outcast.
A short stopmotion I made last autumn.
This music is not mine.
Music: Adagio in G Minor.
Composers: Tomaso Albinoni and Remo Giazotto.
Performed by: Academy of St. Martin in the Fields.
Conducter: Sir Neville Marriner.
Please love the Academy and visit their concerts and please buy their records. Thank you very much.
The website of the Academy: www.asmf.org
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