“Most things are forgotten over time. Even the war itself, the
life-and-death struggle people went through is now like something from
the distant past. We’re so caught up in our everyday lives that events
of the past are no longer in orbit around our minds. There are just too
many things we have to think about everyday, too many new things we have
to learn. But still, no matter how much time passes, no matter what
takes place in the interim, there are some things we can never assign to
oblivion, memories we can never rub away. They remain with us forever,
like a touchstone.”
―
Haruki Murakami,
Kafka on the Shore
onsdag 19. mars 2014
Bottle lamp
Made a bottle lamp. Doesn't cost much. Just a bottle, some fabric and a lamp socket. Easy and fun to make!
torsdag 13. mars 2014
spring
Spending much time looking for good ideas on Pinterest. And its so much creativity out there! I am a fan of recycle and its so much you can use. I want to have a lot of flowers on my balcony this year, and when you think of it, you can have flowers in almost anything there is enough space. Like this. Just seal it, and fill it with soil, and flowers. Great idea for my balcony!
onsdag 12. mars 2014
( oil painting by Frank Rozasy)
Were I work there is a old woman with dementia, ore its several. But she is so special I think. She often goes around with a teddy bear. Giving the bear all her love and affection. And she likes to dress up with pretty clothes, and her nails are always pink. And I think she reflects that we are young at heart, always, with the need of that basic inner security true our life's, and that when that security is taken away we desperately seek what we threw our life and childhood gave us comfort. As her, with her teddy bear. She is like a child, with a child's needs and a child's joy. She gave a little concert the other day. A song with many verses but she memorized them all and gave a brilliant performance.
A Norwegian song about spring. People rice with opportunity and care. We can store them away, while their waiting to die, ore we can give them life everyday.
lørdag 8. mars 2014
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