Sunday, December 4, 2016

We have been to London








I went to London after a long time. I don't understand how come that I did not like it so much in 1995. I must have been super sensitive and emotional or something. London used to be gloomy for me. And maybe white. This time it was colorful and happy. I guess I am more happy, too. I had a sense for despair back than and I could see it pretty much anywhere I looked. I don't have that precious sensor anymore. I don't know whether it is good.

Wednesday, November 9, 2016

Stories within


Domík and I, we like composing things in an image.

Sunday, October 9, 2016

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 I took Domík for a walk. It was a long walk. He played, rang, sang, threw stones. It is our summer beach. There was nobody this time of the year. It is so pretty! Just a few fishermen around. Fall no longer seems melancholic to me. Cold and little rainy, who would regret it? Our cottage just stands there, waiting.

Thursday, September 8, 2016

Pupae

These empty pupae appeared after construction workers had pulled down plaster from the house. The pupae are made of the same matter as the plaster. At least part of it. So they are basically cement. They look great. They say the insect is some kind of wasp. I have no idea. The pupae are about 2 cm long each.

Tuesday, August 23, 2016

Country, city







Domík is in the camp! It has been long already and it is only a third day. I need to write him every day, the kids are expecting a postcard eagerly every day. I am thinking that I need to write him something more sophisticated than what I did and how I miss him. Something more metaphysical. I guess, for kids, it would be writing made up stories, a sort of fairy-tales, about his plushy toys, maybe... I am probably going to spend my days at work elaborating letters for my kid to the camp. Thus I will enjoy my days in the office.

Sunday, August 14, 2016

A doodle, skirt and vase


I saw a skirt like that on somebody in a crowd at Masarykovo train station for 5 seconds and spent good time trying to remember it and figure out how to make it. I can imagine making it out of various pieces of fabrics and I hope my conviction lasts. The sweater is just a doodle, it would go well with the skirt. On certain occasions. The vase is mine and beatiful.

Sunday, August 7, 2016

More America









Lexington in Kentucky is a nice old city. I am surprised there are not more tourists. I am surprised there are not more tourists in the whole country, not counting NYC. Maybe it is better like that, look at Prague, what we have left...

P.S. The last two pics: 1. a postcard of a city that I forgot which, 2. somewhere