some Cat Fischermann stuff...

thanks Kurt!

closing up shop x 15

this morning i woke up in a kind of darkness, lets say a fog...something like that, but for the sake of keeping up speed i will use that terminology. groggy, dark, ambition-weak...
i didn't have problems standing up immediately; seeing straight, something else...normal. age does batter.
endspurt...today, tomorrow...then i go. good. very good. good, ah, good good.

at the margin-big tangled yarn

...i have been on this island for 2.5 months. Time goes by. the clouds have cleared. -less thoughts happening here, less people...much less. from last friday to monday the number plunged from approx. 175 to 3. now it is two. by the end of the day i will be alone here. a few days of this always charges my batteries...and speak to the family of blue-tit which live here year round. back to 'me and the birds', the solitude, priceless. proper would be to have a month of isolation here...good training for the big island...then again, i want to leave.




blue and green, colors in a late-summer rainy forest together with the red of brown and all the grays...good breeding ground for swarms and flocks. funny enough though here we just get a good crew of daddy-long-legs and the menacing but harmless spielzeug-flies.



bills, hours, salt and yachts...not wind-surfing, yachts. yachts wont work on the salzach...better to go to see my friend kenny peters on the cape. he could set me up with a couple of nice yachts. then there's the phrasing of bill evans, which would as well be considered a boat. helpt to keep me afloat. (flute solo).



two dots, the curve of a fingernail-moon and a circle. is that all there is?
perhaps the answer is 'yes', but right now that is completely unimportant.



an enclosed space, on stilts, its belly...my quest...
too much to look at...common line is not my desire...
element, ...sub-division...factor...amy winehouse...i will listen.
the yarn. the loose ends. means there are more than one piece.
torsten and smoke would dig whats cookin'...burnt my finger for the first time this summer...
eitriger...

...wasted