Monday, March 30

RIP TT

It is not the greatest of tragedies when an old man dies, however great you think him. A full life is a tribute in itself and enough to be grateful for. But still. As always when a hero of my is no longer among the living I'm torn between grief and happy memories of what they have meant for me.

Fare thee well Tomas Tranströmer.


Allegro
 After a black day,I play Haydn,and feel a little warmth in my hands.The keys are ready.Kind hammers fall.The sound is spirited,green, and full of silence.The sound says that freedom existsand someone pays no tax to Caesar.I shove my hands in my haydnpocketsand act like a man who is calm about it all.I raise my haydnflag.
he signal is:We do not surrender. But want peace.”The music is a house of glass standing on a sloperocks are flying, rocks are rolling.The rocks roll straight through the housebut every pane of glass is still whole.


Saturday, March 7

Crowdfunding

As a means of pushing myself  and in the meanwhile gather a starting capital without depleting my holiday funds, I've started a crowdfunding campaign.
So far it's in Dutch only, but once I get the pictures uploaded I'll make work of a translation.  In the meanwhile ....

here's a link: Moheli Print