sunshine
darkness
snow
... and rainMore goodbyes to my apartment (my home since 2002).





Ah. These things you save being an artist.
Some years ago I worked on an interactive teddy bear in a wheel chair. (Poor guy - the only thing he wanted was to be able to move around and have a functional sexual life. But something went wrong during the operation and he ended up in a wheelchair - angry and bitter.)
When my father Johannes got a bit older his father gave him this little Japanese doll with different coiffures. It was bought in Japan. It's interesting that they gave a boy this kind of toy, back then. You can see it's been played with.
My father's second toy was this little wooden man balancing on his chair. No matter how much you lean him and change the arms' position he'll keep swirling around and never fall off.
My father, Johannes, was born in Dhanora, India 1912. His parents were missionaries; the father Swedish of poor origins, the mother German from a wealthy family. Johannes' first languages was hindi and his first toy was this little elephant.
We got these little clowns to entertain our son from someone who was cleaning out her mother's old stuff. But of course we don't let the son play with them. Checking on internet the other day we found out that they were sold with their original box (we have that) for 150-170 British pounds each. As we had suspected.
Yesterday was drawing day. I made some quick sketches of people enjoying the sun, but that was all. Did you draw?





The light this time of the year is so special at the evening and night. First the strong warm sunshine reaches deep into the rooms - the sun is setting slowly. Then it's just below the horizon giving a very light sky, but no sunlight on anything. Finally the sun sets, but stays for a long time close enough to the horizon to produce a beautiful turquoise sky. It's like one of Magritte's unreal paintings.