Het uitzicht van villa Vilmerhof wordt al dagen verpest door restproducten die uit de verbranding van gras voortkomen. Er staat zo’n 300 km ten noorden van de stad wat landbouwgrond in de hens. Meer dan 65.000 hectare. Stel je voor dat je uitzicht uit je studentenflatje in grunn wordt verziekt door een brandje bij Parijs Brussel. Sorrie Joid..
Continue reading ‘OMGWTFBBQ!!1!!’
Contemporary architecture in rural France is hard to find, every village looks more or less the same and every suburb is filled up with yellow crappy houses and so on and so forth.
Unless you are really into medieval shit and cheap instant housing, you have no business there i reckon. However, sometimes somewhere, some mayor of some village makes a critical decision , and instead of rebuilding the church in it’s original state, he innovates.
Completely against my religion i present you a rapidsharelink (pun intended) of a photoshoot i did of the church of Locminé.
w00t! Laatste zooi verhuisd! (Met DuvelDuvel op de achtergrond.)
Continue reading ‘w00t! @ last’
I promised one to ster so i keep my word and deliver:
Continue reading ‘Keldervlog part II final.’
A while ago I celebrated my umptienth birthday and my house was filled with family and friends from afar and close.
From Ikiro I got two sets of flashing bicycleledlights and Beneger showed up with a so called vosim. For those of you who ever met him: he often brings something along with him that makes sound. (From now on that will be Balou). And then there was Choco who took a video of the bleep thingie.
This bleeping apparatus is an optically controllable vosim, a voice simulator, a simplistical optical vocal chord simulator. Continue reading ‘Flash piep’
Today, Eindhoven was filled with young men and women clad in tight lycra with tight butts on tight bikes giving their best shot against the clock during the Protour Team Time Trial. Of course I had to check that out. Continue reading ‘Ikiro’s Day Off’
I’m only about 1.70m tall, but still I had to fold myself in a seat in the Oude Luxor some Filmsfestivals ago to see 2005s’ Takeshis’ by Kitano Takeshi. It’s an interesting, though sometimes hard to follow movie about succesfull actor Takeshi who meets his unsuccesfull counterpart Kitano.
So is this movie an autobiography then? Well, maybe. The movie certainly consists of Takeshi’s own view on the world of cinema, but it’s also made in his own fashion. No wonder the worlds of both Takeshi and Kitano are becoming one more and more. (Do you still follow me, because this is where I lost it sometimes.) Continue reading ‘Och’s Monday Movie: Takeshis’’
Me and Marie, we go regularly on cyclingtrips around Rotterdam, almost every sunday pending on the weather off course. We’ve decided that it’s time for us to buy a house in Rotjeknor, a place of our own. Recently Marie has added the fact that any return to France on her behalf is linked to when the french get rid of Mr. Sarkozy, so much for emigration, hmmpf. Anyway, for the past half year, we’ve been checking out neighbourhoods, streets and buildings, checking out where one wants to live, where not and where it’s financially feasable. We’re in no hurry, we just like to browse around the city, have lunch in some obscure place and head back home to check funda and or any other place we saw interesting real-estate.
Continue reading ‘browsing housing part one’
Every year me and Marie go out at 6:00 AM to look for vintage stuff, usually our interest goes out for 60’s/70’s shit and lamps in particular and occasionally we dig up some treasure.
How different it was this year.
Continue reading ‘Betsy’s queensdayvlog 2007′
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