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okay, you've noticed, i'm slacking on keeping track of this site.
quite a lot is happening, but nothing that really belongs here. can i show you pictures? not really. noone's been documenting lately. things come, things go, people come, people go.
i'm travelling, i'm on the run. we bought a car. who's we? an interchangeable constellation of friends who didn't even know of each other's existence only a year ago. what happened to this semester? i don't know. haven't been here much. and only to courses that are irrelevant for my diploma. anyway i'm on a waiting list for another university. i just came back from fusion festival. it was beautiful and surreal and i can't seem to get used to being back at home, so i'm leaving for berlin tomorrow. i work in a cheese store now and then, but they don't call too very often so i'm currently unsure wether still have the job. i still wonder how i went from being an upstart freelance designer to shredding pieces of gouda and being perfectly comfortable with it. i was in dublin a couple of weeks ago. squatting my grand-parents' huge house and taking walks on the vast unseemliness that is sandymount strand. it was quite nice. i think i can't stay in one place for to very long. maybe move to vienna for a while..
that's me upside down.
that's years ago. 1928 or something. me on the very left. nick and yuko besides me. i had just come back from prag and had a bottle of absinth to share.
that's more like now.
i don't do photo shoots much lately. this one was soaked in cheap gin and tonic.
later that night, i went to a poni hoax concert and got hopelessly drunk with the band.
then i took some random guy home and proposed to read lacan to him.
i'm bad at picking up people. my attention span isn't all too great.
and then i was a maid in amsterdam
but i preferred the dead pigeons on the gravel to my bedroom acquaintances.
this was shown at an exhibition last weekend
but i haven't been painting much lately.
not painting seems to come closer to the way i want to work than painting, which is always at least one step behind whatever i'm trying to get a grasp on.
i have no personal anecdotes to relate, but i lost my means of identification anyway when my purse got stolen, all because i was too busy stomping my broken feet to jason forrest's broken beats to take care of my handbag. i'm only ever waiting for the next thing to happen and there always is something. i don't feel like taking decisions so i just go with whichever flow is on. i have an unspeakable amount of bruises, my legs and arms are covered in blue and green blotches. i am not really missing anything but i remember perceiving life with an entirely different intensity. i am eating spinach with mandarines and it is pretty much the most disgusting meal i could come up with, but the kitchen is as empty as the household budget. in things household, people are moving in and out, a constant fluctuation of roommates and furniture. i think it's going to be nice, though. keeps getting better. but as much as i enjoy observing all these changes, i don't quite know what is keeping me here. hello, i have moved into the woodchip wallpaper. this is how exciting i am not.
the only thing i have been consequently following is making music, allthough my crappy studio set-up and my slow and virus-infected notebook are beginning to become a limitation. i ought to be working more dull day jobs or supposedly thrilling nightlife-related gigs to upgrade my equipment. i ought to be doing a lot of things. but we got a rehearsal room. maybe some good will come off that. working with someone besides my own is something i really long for these days. as much as i am happy to have my selfcentered playground right here at home, i want to mingle and collaborate. summer's here and the sun makes me very very tired. i want to sit in bed all day and eat oranges and sleep and drive to the airport in the middle of the night with some friends, spiralling up the staircases of the parking lot in our square-cut eighties bmw, listening to suicide and go home and fall asleep with our clothes on and stay in bed all day and have breakfast and . maybe not. but for time being it's lovely. i just can't seem to make up my mind wether i am entirely enthralled with the current situation or actually depressed by it's sweet dullness.
between the dublin trip and fusion festival, i found the time to twist my ankle in a most painful way.
please excuse the blatant lack of nudity in this entry. i just don't get naked all too often these days and when i do, i usually like to be secluded from the rest of mankind, as there are constantly people around me. but i just wanted to say hi as i rarely get the occasion to. i have to go pack my bags now. again.
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Edda
hi there. glad you like it, glad to be in your favourites with the truly beautiful mademoiselle porcelain. :)
truly european is what they say, i don't know about that, but i can live with it, i suppose.
Nora
wow you are awesoem and you are so pretty i love your hair cut! also im in love with all your pictures!
Viola
miss you x
Edda
miss you too!! how are things down under?
Viola
Wet and cold! Although, I've sorted out my shit with the boy. We're friends and I'm going to move in with a hot girl that I play with occasionally and her boyfriend. They are theatre people, so it should be an interesting time.
Come to Austraaaaaaliaaaaa.
Also, the photo of you with the twisted ankle makes you look like you have some fucked up prosthetic limb. I like it. It's very 'Crash'. Cronenberg chic.
Edda
okay, wow. that already sounds a lot better. oh damn, i wish i could come and visit. i'm so broke though, it isn't even funny. might be related to my aversion towards anything that looks like work.
haha. i know. i thought it was very trevor brown, too.
Viola
Well, when I get to Melbourne, I'll start stripping and I'll fly you over to me.
I'll tell everyone you're my mail order bride. You'll only be allowed to speak to me in French.
Viola
(Because I don't speak Deutsch, obviously)
Edda
sounds like a plan to me! :)
Viola
Brilliant. We can be married by the New Year!
LivingDeadBoy
You're as beguiling as ever... where've you beeeeeen???
XD
Edda
amsterdam, dublin, berlin, going to prag, paris, portugal soon... all over the place, i guess? :)
Spiralchord
I envy you, yet I kind of feel like this summer's been the same way here in New York City. About a month until I get bolted down for good at grad school. Gonna be in Berlin in one week.
Edda
what are you up to in berlin?
Spiralchord
Visiting for two weeks. Haven't been to Germany in years, don't remember half of it. I wanted to see the architecture and Cold War-related stuff. East Berlin, that sort of thing.
Edda
i love east berlin! that's where i'm sitting right now.. beautiful run-down friedrichshain.
pigman
that's a fantastic painting. is it from a drawing or a photo?
I have been in a creative slump of late, but over the last two days I have produced one painting that I am very happy with.
Edda
i had been experimenting with overexposed photographs and a bit of color adjustment.. that's the secret.
show me.
there's obviously nothing as satisfying as finishing something..
pigman
I am hoping it is the beginning of something rather that a fails start. http://i124.photobucket.com/albums/p33/pigman0/DSCF0006-6.jpg
Edda
i dig that the background is very barcode-y. it's not finished? i pretty much like it this way.
wee. i just came back from band rehearsal and feel momentarily accomplished. grand.
pigman
I didn't intend the background to look like a barcode, I was doing a homage to Ralph Steadman (Example). I wanted to give it space and depth, which is unusual for me; to give a painting a background. "it's not finished?" Yes and No, I have been making changes to it all the time. I did another which is siting next to that one, which I put more paint on and I think I over did it. Less is more. Good to hear that you are feeling positive. Will you be playing anywhere near here (England)?
Edda
i supposed you didn't want it to look that way. just my association. i am very careless about backgrounds too. i think that's absolutely legitimate.
allthough at heart i am certainly not a minimalist, i think the treshold to "overdoing it" is a very fragile thing.. less is indeed more, unless there is a "reason" for the use of more.
we need to be rehearsign a lot more. but chances are good we will...we just have way too much equipment already, we're going to have to cut short on that if we ever want to leave germany.
pigman
I did not see that, and it's always good to have another eye on your work. As it's not very good to work in a vacuum. I have never real had backgrounds to any of my work. But I have learnt where background are useful and in some cases handy for scale and working out where something is in space. In the past I was well known for my overload paintings and the amount of paint I used per canvas.
That's a shame, I guess I shall have to get off me ass and get on a plane to Germany.
Imogen
You had me at, "then i took some random guy home and proposed to read lacan to him."
but really, you had me before that.
This is written the style I write in my personal journal, which I have been neglecting lately.
My summer has been dull, but maybe it hasn't been.
Edda
ha ha. glad you liked that anecdote. it's rather silly though.
my summer hasn't been too great either. i'm buying dancing shoes today and will use the change to hitch-hike to some little village in the vicinity of budapest.. see how that goes.
and when this year is over,
we're moving to berlin.
hope things get less dull for you?
Imogen
It is quite silly, but it reminds me of this cute guy I'm sort of dating, who is also pretty silly.
Maybe my summer hasn't been that dull, it just sounds dull in comparison to someone mentioning hitch-hiking near Budapest, living in Berlin, and pretty much any travel. I'm always jealous of those who travel.
A lot has actually happened this summer, and it's the best summer I've had for quite a while, so I shouldn't be complaining.
jmdarling
you're a rockstar. nice to hear from you. -jm darling
Edda
ha ha. i might be. thanks & hugs to you. :)
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Wow! I know I am super super super late on this one (not my fault - crazy life at the moment), but as usual.... what a super awesome blog. I would kill for some cheap gin and tonic right now. Very talented girl:) lol. Go well.
Edda
hey, crazy life, i know the feeling - so never mind you lost track of my journal entry which goes back to, i don't know, months and months ago is what it feels like.. i'll update again when i have a new computer, i suppose. it's a bit difficult otherwise.. but thanks a lot for your comment, dear internet friend. take care!
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Thank you internet friend. I think you should get a new computer soon... I love your journals.
helica
aww I miss you on GG Edda, please can we have a come back. I love your blogs/photos. x
Edda
there will be! i'm on the road to italy right now..
helica
excellent, I hope you're having a good time
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Hello, im slightly (completley) new to this site, but this is such a nice little blog entry. as soon as ive done typing how interesting you are im gonna click favourite model, you would be my first favourite model down to being a person, rather than the other model (proclean?) or something, that i favoured for the inspiration of a shoot she held in her personal photos with unliter "shit" on her face, but if your okay with mind games and pretend you are my first favourite model? not that holds high in the tittles of titles.
for some reason, the hotel shoot reminds me of the film "the dreamers", noone seems to have watched it though
you have a real european urge about you, i havnt clicked your profile just yet as i dont wanna ruin my preception of your blog. but, as i started ill end.
hello x