tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23486863473072925352024-02-21T12:15:12.747+01:00Good Morning - Midnightgood morning - midnighthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02021206230874821529noreply@blogger.comBlogger121125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2348686347307292535.post-54221455447985136512014-07-05T20:32:00.001+02:002014-07-05T21:05:59.230+02:00... 2 jahre später / 2 years later<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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... und zwei jahre später hab ich mich nun entschieden, wieder da zu sein. vor kurzem hat mich jemand daran erinnert, wie gern ich fotografiert habe. wie sehr ich das mochte und wie stolz ich auf die fotos war. ich bin noch nicht sicher, wo es nun hin geht. mit diesem blog. mein leben hat sich verändert. ich bin aufs land gezogen. ich hab hasen, hund und schildkröte. ich hab meinen gemüsegarten erneuert, verändert, vergrößert. ich koche nun in meinem brötchenberuf marmeladen und baue tomaten und anderes gemüse an. good morning - midnight - das label - hat manchmal ein wenig pause gemacht, hat die freude an der langsamkeit gefunden. ich hab viel gestrickt und gehäkelt und auch das wird nun ein teil von good morning - midnight sein. ich mache weniger märkte und messen. versuche dafür umso mehr im garten zu sein. mehr zu lesen. mehr zu kochen. mehr zu leben.</div>
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<i>... and two years later i decided to be back again. recently someone reminded me how much i loved taking pictures. how proud i was by taking and showing pictures. i'm not quite sure where things are going with me and this blog from now on. i moved out of the city and back in my hometown. a small village. i've got two sweet rabbits, one turtle and a dog. i renewed my vegetable garden. it is bigger, more organized. prettier. in my daytimejob i'm also growing vegetables, herbs and other plants and i make marmelade, syrup and things like that with people with disabilities. good morning - midnight - the fashionlabel had to take a little break and started to love working slower. i knitted and croched like crazy and this will be a part of good morning - midnight from now on. i try to do less trade shows and spend more time outside instead. read more. cook more. live more.</i></div>
good morning - midnighthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02021206230874821529noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2348686347307292535.post-84097902532942938002012-08-16T20:06:00.000+02:002012-08-17T16:04:20.103+02:00finally. i color the sky with you. behind the scenes.<div>
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pictures by: hanna tögel.
model: kiyoko andrea metzler.
hair & make up: nancy ks.
assistent: angelina rauscher.
merci, meine damen... you were great!
oh. it's done. there are finally a couple of pictures of new and old pieces. there's a new collection called "i color the sky with you" and we are so proud to share the first. and here's a big hug to our wonderful helpers with the shooting (thank you hanna, kiyoko, nancy and angelina) and all the work with sewing, creating, cutting, ironing and millions of other things... (thank you simone, carina, nazanin and angelina). you were great. amazing. wonderful. thank you.
and now i'm starting to fill up the shop with all the gorgeous new pieces. there are a few markets and fairs to come in the following weeks and months. and this year is still going to be adventurous. i'm starting a new job in a couple of weeks and i'm working on a lot of new pieces. and for the moment i'm just having summer. and it's a great summer over here. maybe the hottest summer ever. at least since 2003.good morning - midnighthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02021206230874821529noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2348686347307292535.post-17658775160371842552012-04-01T23:14:00.012+02:002012-04-05T20:10:53.615+02:00where are you world?<div></div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgG8UjucsyCswgxREWUHgsTRdqRWKf81MkDEct0XmQBICT2qUqExsWtexktFy5_HYF6YG9jFCCdF9NuTdSNAM__np9HbgyB1-NT_RTiAE7-PsnGCOpO5uj6lqoiucUX7hIfmh0rBDVNnBM/s1600/DSC_0372.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; 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margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 650px; height: 430px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVgV4pud2KIx8PMEVXRKPc7GKgDfXRFbhsbD9todFJQSDcgQcgLYaZkhy9NT3qr68HlplPwmXC9_Aap38hhFW1mejtuwkwu88K1LaCRsIqeD9O9uCfVeU3y8KAa933fWvokIWHf45mfTk/s1600/DSC_0279.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5726186720921855538" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjw3kl8EcR59IGQRqiWDgwwsytKpf0tRNg1J1dijy-hhnr7OFpWn4VCqkUKyJ1-bIiStsDI47XazkgrVrq7_4d0sKjx1uL2ql_cd54DitsU9JMKY3sA6heFjgcB4yAuj0fz88Y5J1a0FPQ/s1600/DSC_0261.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 650px; height: 430px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjw3kl8EcR59IGQRqiWDgwwsytKpf0tRNg1J1dijy-hhnr7OFpWn4VCqkUKyJ1-bIiStsDI47XazkgrVrq7_4d0sKjx1uL2ql_cd54DitsU9JMKY3sA6heFjgcB4yAuj0fz88Y5J1a0FPQ/s1600/DSC_0261.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5726186715214335858" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2AEy2cx8gTrJilnAawb27WGMApLErh0aK5e4ZylvsX3C0n9Px-Npners240UNMWhw3SGtKarozzFNJXdk8zdQ-bBMeb-AwVdHg2lqZjavQDoTFHSfkgHhz_Nb8JJzRsm6tk0jMZBbF6o/s1600/DSC_0211.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 650px; height: 430px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2AEy2cx8gTrJilnAawb27WGMApLErh0aK5e4ZylvsX3C0n9Px-Npners240UNMWhw3SGtKarozzFNJXdk8zdQ-bBMeb-AwVdHg2lqZjavQDoTFHSfkgHhz_Nb8JJzRsm6tk0jMZBbF6o/s1600/DSC_0211.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5726186705872522114" /></a><br /><br />"hummingbird is singin / i can hear her through the trees / singing of her days gone by / in perfect melody / do I take the task / of telling her the truth / or do I let the world around her / be the window she sees through"<br /><br />"some might take a holiday to escape from what they see / why don't waste away waste away waste away with me"<br /><br />"sentiments it's up to you / when will you respond / follow me I swear its true / come on come on come on" <br />(imaginary cities)<br /><br />maybe this band - the imaginary cities - and florence now belong together because i missed them play live in vienna while i was in italy. i've listened to hummingbird for about a thousand times now. and i think it's about time for me to get on the way to be truly satisfied with life.good morning - midnighthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02021206230874821529noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2348686347307292535.post-22656409013497792022012-03-30T05:53:00.009+02:002012-03-30T06:25:10.908+02:00finding that i'm right back on that train again<div></div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFQGmQka6gynhmwVS-KvNeNDgOszpcXWM3xQ_0YbzTUu9hHw92pVE7Bj-gRw9T3YBj7q2FyhPFavekLPTNnMiVcc7y_cPSlMBlRqcUx2qatedU286ypWCgTUyRsl8Z0y0XNJsunKP0Q4A/s1600/DSC_0153.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 650px; height: 430px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFQGmQka6gynhmwVS-KvNeNDgOszpcXWM3xQ_0YbzTUu9hHw92pVE7Bj-gRw9T3YBj7q2FyhPFavekLPTNnMiVcc7y_cPSlMBlRqcUx2qatedU286ypWCgTUyRsl8Z0y0XNJsunKP0Q4A/s1600/DSC_0153.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5725535734997123122" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3yuh3sy9MIpDMkNfcDP8-X6qe6aQX-AyZkKcQ2IVWVzaHIBQat3zqJ2JEFq_IMpKaAaX5de9xEgNcRsj1DK54Jcw3UqIqMepXEHJSNbMlzKkxJEEXfxaXM0f7VIhlLyQuGBWci-t1HGw/s1600/DSC_0146.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 650px; height: 430px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3yuh3sy9MIpDMkNfcDP8-X6qe6aQX-AyZkKcQ2IVWVzaHIBQat3zqJ2JEFq_IMpKaAaX5de9xEgNcRsj1DK54Jcw3UqIqMepXEHJSNbMlzKkxJEEXfxaXM0f7VIhlLyQuGBWci-t1HGw/s1600/DSC_0146.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5725535725264457650" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgin-3b5A80be51dDyndvbsCrp3BN6vt41PmRo_wTnoK17xrtMz5_iSrEFw6r396E8jCASxeM7r8WJ2Hrod8E_qqzEddg-HN12l2EM7SXAVDN6eiXmvDHnlLOcqerL4rZTaOVyTly62vPM/s1600/DSC_0143.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 650px; height: 430px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgin-3b5A80be51dDyndvbsCrp3BN6vt41PmRo_wTnoK17xrtMz5_iSrEFw6r396E8jCASxeM7r8WJ2Hrod8E_qqzEddg-HN12l2EM7SXAVDN6eiXmvDHnlLOcqerL4rZTaOVyTly62vPM/s1600/DSC_0143.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5725535718464943906" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2JvQZGeFVCfUoTPJXqqeZT8oeSBdRGeHuqpSJ6bAn2KACxX4gUCR554PUxOglg-b4eMwVIhv85OnHoGPi6O4CFSMwnstuDUGRaK-aPg6fdd6nhrcvqCmpETkxFCl9R7r8PBpMjr2Z_74/s1600/DSC_0134.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 650px; height: 430px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2JvQZGeFVCfUoTPJXqqeZT8oeSBdRGeHuqpSJ6bAn2KACxX4gUCR554PUxOglg-b4eMwVIhv85OnHoGPi6O4CFSMwnstuDUGRaK-aPg6fdd6nhrcvqCmpETkxFCl9R7r8PBpMjr2Z_74/s1600/DSC_0134.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5725535712381528242" /></a><br /><br />"hangin' at the station waiting for the final ride / time passes by / and it's getting harder to pretend / counting all the cracks in the pavement / don't ask why / but i'm moving closer to the edge / and it goes slow like the hours in my head / try to make your mark / try to keep from fading away / tell me lies / how to live and what you'd recommend"<br /><br />"tell me that you'll break away / say that it's all gone / go ahead and count the days come on come on come on" (imaginary cities)<br /><br />i've been to florence for just a couple of days to visit a wonderful friend and to stroll around town. unbelievable ill unfortunately. but florence made me forget that. i got obsessed with windows, flowers, the markets, the sound and the smell of the city. and of course the food.<br />things have been so fast around here in vienna. even though i'm taking a break from my daytime job, time is running through my fingers and i've got the feeling to work all the time, to never stop doing something, thinking something... it seems doing and thinking has taken power over living, feeling, smelling, tasting, hearing ... all that basic stuff. and that basic stuff is what makes a life worth living isn't it?<br />but i've found some new music to love (see lyrics)... and i've grown very fond of my camera again. and i need to remember to take breaks from time to time. spring is in the air. even though vienna will never be florence. and the sound and smell will never be able to make me as happy.good morning - midnighthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02021206230874821529noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2348686347307292535.post-35128505070104877592012-02-16T19:01:00.006+01:002012-02-17T13:07:23.140+01:00private dining<div></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdLrsxn4Y52e2ubJWE4q6_bsKylPPYIEwsqcg1qZzLVnYkEGVPuWOP3OHmGM3auQWEzbxTRWu3MiLhj7iTOVCen7fhIIANYgfvtIXvo4dkJHDDLHkXxe2Ll3_TZYZcHEexVHUC-bW2Iik/s1600/DSC_0016.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 650px; height: 430px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdLrsxn4Y52e2ubJWE4q6_bsKylPPYIEwsqcg1qZzLVnYkEGVPuWOP3OHmGM3auQWEzbxTRWu3MiLhj7iTOVCen7fhIIANYgfvtIXvo4dkJHDDLHkXxe2Ll3_TZYZcHEexVHUC-bW2Iik/s1600/DSC_0016.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5709797603017248562" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoOLa-E1SAM08XpA216fsd8n2HARF8bFKfwV6ngr9229LJN7oXDEeryOYVXah6Eoa0PoUF6wcMqXd-ahNDQ6xrJPjfqYkqdZav7X6ZA7o0HM74E6VSqBy7aLgL7c7xkVKb9f5LUxixAbU/s1600/DSC_0031.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 650px; height: 430px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoOLa-E1SAM08XpA216fsd8n2HARF8bFKfwV6ngr9229LJN7oXDEeryOYVXah6Eoa0PoUF6wcMqXd-ahNDQ6xrJPjfqYkqdZav7X6ZA7o0HM74E6VSqBy7aLgL7c7xkVKb9f5LUxixAbU/s1600/DSC_0031.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5709798660170125474" /></a><br /><div></div><br />lately i've been trying to take pictures of things i cook. again. i've tried a couple of times. but i must confess... i'm just not that good. i'm not good in arranging food and having lots of wonderful plates and stuff like that. and i'm not very good in taking pictures of food because i don't want it to get cold... and because i'm not very patient when i'm hungry. but i was thinking i could do it anyway... maybe i'll turn it into a project like 52 weeks 52 new recipies. i watched that "julie & julia" movie lately... what a surprise. and i love, love, love to cook. i've got an enormous collection of vegan and vegetarian recipies... and someone needs to try them anyway. and i need to think more about the things i eat. i didn't care too much lately and i like food and eating to much for not caring. so i made babaganoush. and a couple of days earlier i made a mix of abalone mushrooms with seitan and a mix of asian green leaves...good morning - midnighthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02021206230874821529noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2348686347307292535.post-22103423438903813342012-01-23T21:02:00.005+01:002012-01-23T21:22:54.695+01:00keep me searching<div></div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1nR94AjPHN5ENADBGO2J2nafgfChgU43tY2DaSxpY67bbYH8M8fu0Eb_PM43MM3oXsVeXNVIceedIG3eRyNBYzl_viJaduopX72K5r3e2cEhgI-WxEuUwayqUa2xoefqy3E_E80dFKc0/s1600/DSC_0022.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="float:left; 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margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 650px; height: 430px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjo8L_CfnG3_7CPbrOqfmZmpGK53HbYIxGpX5YegtGNn25S0zjzq_IFvrUYIVr2bsIIclKjdQ6aa2Hy6iV2Dtvr_14SzTnn3kLXOVd76XkdRtJQugzSfLpMwyS0CtQ0bIocNx7Hmrtw_aU/s1600/DSC_0017.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700923673555270514" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNIBYguAu8StvvopW5Z45o2LR5kD-0xsH5uH0t9L5mQo6oen5iDAsrT7LFkCg1ld3X9ndfua8ODnEUwCokpyvc41DDl-UkxGsw6KN7l0x8mbmT3emkCRmNpiS22N_vLUWAdOhBxqcAsd0/s1600/DSC_0015.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 650px; height: 430px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNIBYguAu8StvvopW5Z45o2LR5kD-0xsH5uH0t9L5mQo6oen5iDAsrT7LFkCg1ld3X9ndfua8ODnEUwCokpyvc41DDl-UkxGsw6KN7l0x8mbmT3emkCRmNpiS22N_vLUWAdOhBxqcAsd0/s1600/DSC_0015.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700923669444368114" /></a><br /><div></div><br /><br />"i want to live, i want to give / i've been a miner for a heart of gold / it's these expressions i never give / that keep me searching for a heart of gold / and I'm getting old" (neil young)<br /><br />i just wanted to share the line of a song i love so, so much.... these words seem so true. and i've been wanting to share these pictures of a wonderful market we've been a part of. they were taken at the <a href="http://www.feschmarkt.at/">feschmarkt</a> last november.good morning - midnighthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02021206230874821529noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2348686347307292535.post-51650703634268528792012-01-18T15:16:00.006+01:002012-01-18T16:02:18.438+01:00back for good...<div></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibsSrBWYQCrQ8U8OwNJHj_lEUjaYec7g4R6UuZZSjuK2llIpf9uas4jJ_pej4iGB_wsZtLBvCLzVIXs-3fQNzKisxwrc9JvzBNg780WVybmuSWYcRTnd7POkcMgvEKXUBK3vcMQHwbUZw/s1600/DSC_0039.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 650px; height: 430px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibsSrBWYQCrQ8U8OwNJHj_lEUjaYec7g4R6UuZZSjuK2llIpf9uas4jJ_pej4iGB_wsZtLBvCLzVIXs-3fQNzKisxwrc9JvzBNg780WVybmuSWYcRTnd7POkcMgvEKXUBK3vcMQHwbUZw/s1600/DSC_0039.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698977751924467314" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZMn3fSCRgazDwrejPzrnQqJDAhNwSjUj-tkTGVk9ujkxi93glFXhjpUfMG0hyphenhyphenE1StyTus6DTnbyOXNgZdG_dRCa2omFw6YPIj8b_kAfiG329NF2vNXSwx2Ji7s8bK2jjdP9IbuJQ1aWQ/s1600/DSC_0037.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 650px; height: 430px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZMn3fSCRgazDwrejPzrnQqJDAhNwSjUj-tkTGVk9ujkxi93glFXhjpUfMG0hyphenhyphenE1StyTus6DTnbyOXNgZdG_dRCa2omFw6YPIj8b_kAfiG329NF2vNXSwx2Ji7s8bK2jjdP9IbuJQ1aWQ/s1600/DSC_0037.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698977743848275938" /></a><br /><div></div><br /><br />"kick down the gas pedal / turn off the light / let's float like the moon through this saturday night / we're restless / we're tired / we're lonely and sad ... take me to those places that i've never seen / it might make me that person that i've never been" (komeit)<br /><br />i think i might be back. i mean, i wasn't really gone... but i needed to take a break from blogging, from advertising my work all the time, from thinking about work twentyfour hours a day and seven days a week. i mean, i didn't take a real break from work... i just tried to focus. to get things clear with good morning - midnight and with my life in general. but you really need time for a project like this. good morning - midnight is going a way into getting more and more professional. our shows and exhibitions got bigger and we didn't get along very well with the work behind the scenes. after taking a break from blogging i decided to take a break from my daytime job. and now there are about seven month ahead of me to get things in the right way and to find a way to life with my work and not to balance on the edge of an imminant burn out. <br /><br />good morning -midnight is working on a new collection, on taking new pictures and on a couple of upcoming exhibitions. and i for myself started to crochet. i saw a blanket like this in a magazine and i remembered i've always wanted to know how to make one of it for myself... i think i'm working on it for about two weeks and i only finished half or a third of the squares. sometimes my hands get tired of crocheting... but i'm addicted. i can't stop before it is done.good morning - midnighthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02021206230874821529noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2348686347307292535.post-30012632619064547002011-07-30T23:51:00.005+02:002011-07-31T00:20:45.903+02:00at the end of the world<div></div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHnc4XyvIXwBRNKOzNP-wk-u5EwFwLs0Icyck7AmqDs9n8Ip0BcZqHMmpdCkwVn9GuG-xdfRZ0XTR8tPXryYMZz0F9V64VpQvyb4-HJ4ITJYTf1Ah9QNaFF4vSnn8txPPEIpJ8813yF9Q/s1600/IMG_0499.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 650px; height: 430px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHnc4XyvIXwBRNKOzNP-wk-u5EwFwLs0Icyck7AmqDs9n8Ip0BcZqHMmpdCkwVn9GuG-xdfRZ0XTR8tPXryYMZz0F9V64VpQvyb4-HJ4ITJYTf1Ah9QNaFF4vSnn8txPPEIpJ8813yF9Q/s1600/IMG_0499.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635266924169678274" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzWK-KDI9LVkWlGuiPUZ8QFCoGAJP4pzNCpMEmXLpKags87Svq-eqXOuZhFNZfAEmNVhCm1sExhMEwwTU_P6M0MEEsnXQBdUUSvNJi8yHi861mobwloecNP4F5hWia8TSS4dG6n7r-I_0/s1600/IMG_0497.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 650px; height: 430px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzWK-KDI9LVkWlGuiPUZ8QFCoGAJP4pzNCpMEmXLpKags87Svq-eqXOuZhFNZfAEmNVhCm1sExhMEwwTU_P6M0MEEsnXQBdUUSvNJi8yHi861mobwloecNP4F5hWia8TSS4dG6n7r-I_0/s1600/IMG_0497.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635266923549539074" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj07AhAJTPLNF_nLwLMFe5pQUjGdhD7VRDLlj75MPhGCA5gQNxwoPXhJpINW1rlLvkJVigN1LcNn4X5eikRh-nWd4WsB7QaCq-9inypfHVV5EeEaIENWSYRoWC3wI_fc8x8gB6wLMdahNc/s1600/IMG_0496.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 650px; height: 430px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj07AhAJTPLNF_nLwLMFe5pQUjGdhD7VRDLlj75MPhGCA5gQNxwoPXhJpINW1rlLvkJVigN1LcNn4X5eikRh-nWd4WsB7QaCq-9inypfHVV5EeEaIENWSYRoWC3wI_fc8x8gB6wLMdahNc/s1600/IMG_0496.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635266925335860802" /></a><br /><br />"and if i only could stand i wouldn't have to swim but my weakness is a lake and i'm not aware i take whatever floats along isn't meant to be strong but keeps the future unclear and that's one reason to swim here" (dust covered carpet)<br />"all the dams will give, at the end / at the end, at the end of the world / will you swim for me? (rainer maria)<br /><br />one really couldn't say i'm one of these bloggers who's lifes seem perfect and full of days that make sense. hm. maybe i've always wanted to be one of those. but i failed. and i can't really write about things that are perfect. so i've given up searching for a perfect life. at least for a moment. i'll try to live with uncertainty and with having no safe path. at least until the plan starts to rise again... and it will. i know it will.<br /><br />good morning - midnight is growing. and i think it is on a good way. autumn will be full of exhibitions, markets and shows. there are new pieces in our heads and we are working on backfilling our stock. so life never gets boring or dull. there are only a few weeks left until we hit the road again for the next exhibition. and in case you haven't already seen it... <a href="http://musingsofbuffyleigh.blogspot.com/2011/07/good-morning-midnight.html">here's</a> an exeptional awesome blog feature about our label. thank you so much, steff...good morning - midnighthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02021206230874821529noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2348686347307292535.post-59674678952195964112011-06-23T15:03:00.003+02:002011-06-23T15:20:14.413+02:00markets and weathers<div></div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibt4Aq2YL-4ncDtOJrsQOM6CNRIUUhRwdmAbUzZgwE6Wk536CHa71bIVc8ZOEVpkPCCFDdgYq7IXuuDIKXJ0peXNWpJcEFXZc6dsX7mZDZCnwixLYpn99fIgzh8qGwILQxGLuHJWU_z2Q/s1600/IMG_0468.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 650px; height: 487px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibt4Aq2YL-4ncDtOJrsQOM6CNRIUUhRwdmAbUzZgwE6Wk536CHa71bIVc8ZOEVpkPCCFDdgYq7IXuuDIKXJ0peXNWpJcEFXZc6dsX7mZDZCnwixLYpn99fIgzh8qGwILQxGLuHJWU_z2Q/s1600/IMG_0468.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621399330848631426" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyCLaYjPPSW3BYWKOfqZtPXKZzjbY7UJ7Yd072TP7YCQrOsNfTlHunq5odGlPMhHFTY6nSZyR30AfNw48gscFyirf05pZrVjH2ZSu468ozGjjtvfHivQbbgANbgQYSIwd7IxxezYohYCY/s1600/IMG_0465.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 650px; height: 487px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyCLaYjPPSW3BYWKOfqZtPXKZzjbY7UJ7Yd072TP7YCQrOsNfTlHunq5odGlPMhHFTY6nSZyR30AfNw48gscFyirf05pZrVjH2ZSu468ozGjjtvfHivQbbgANbgQYSIwd7IxxezYohYCY/s1600/IMG_0465.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621399321370184610" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihOAfgEleD78cIg2GYxjE6JRNkaXliITdEKnL3KxDGuw06DOiDHIiKlEvpz7S2GRFIzOx7KSBWT-jL6ns6pMdCr3N8DYSfI2GXTIqOo9q0Xchfy0AGwcNBGP_LdWTwlIJ5UwIVVvutq3M/s1600/IMG_0475.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 650px; height: 487px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihOAfgEleD78cIg2GYxjE6JRNkaXliITdEKnL3KxDGuw06DOiDHIiKlEvpz7S2GRFIzOx7KSBWT-jL6ns6pMdCr3N8DYSfI2GXTIqOo9q0Xchfy0AGwcNBGP_LdWTwlIJ5UwIVVvutq3M/s1600/IMG_0475.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621399314642815762" /></a><br /><br />lately there were a couple of shows and markets with good morning - midnight. there was the modepalast in vienna and last weekend the frauenkunshandwerksmarkt ottensheim. i like doing these exhibitions even though they are so much work and i was so exhausted after that last weekend... still ottensheim was very special. well, not so much for the weather because it was raining like crazy and there were not so nice winds. but it's kind of a very impressive little city. and i liked linz. there was awesome vegetarian food and there were great bars...<br /><br />after i had finished unpacking at home i had to finalize the work on a custum order... and after that i had something like a little meltdown. things were heavy these last weeks and months. i tend to not realizing how much i'm working and doing and how little rest i get. so i decided to leave the city for a couple of days. and to do some work that is really, really relaxing. i've made jam and syrup. lavender. mint. and balm. the lavender syrup is awesome. it's pink and oh so wonderful. and the jam is made of currant and black currant. next thing i'd love to do is home made soap...good morning - midnighthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02021206230874821529noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2348686347307292535.post-30722324835001159742011-06-12T00:05:00.004+02:002011-06-12T00:33:46.867+02:00will you swim for me?<div></div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhH9PGdqQbZTb11Y2T6b9k-lb5KGAQQfcY_-WYVflmB1iTLO5TIFQlfyWkmMAeDFSLi2wstUU_QTYR4B4U3Y73NQJvNBVOpwESxwNNLiBQosgdevZHTiZiOI4RQMiPHruLob1SRyO8jdo/s1600/DSC_0002.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 650px; height: 430px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhH9PGdqQbZTb11Y2T6b9k-lb5KGAQQfcY_-WYVflmB1iTLO5TIFQlfyWkmMAeDFSLi2wstUU_QTYR4B4U3Y73NQJvNBVOpwESxwNNLiBQosgdevZHTiZiOI4RQMiPHruLob1SRyO8jdo/s1600/DSC_0002.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617087301118140082" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhT9lTlzc0UV3CS4hu0jQ0C0N-umd1sEy-BYjJCiSoFEsxll3o4S31GpcX0fc5bcEjLHCGznRZ1QpuaAtx0sTV8bZBHKclPo5c3NgmfLc_imiyD0_LFFukXiPmUbrMNy1PJd6G-IXUu3Ws/s1600/DSC_0034.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 650px; height: 430px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhT9lTlzc0UV3CS4hu0jQ0C0N-umd1sEy-BYjJCiSoFEsxll3o4S31GpcX0fc5bcEjLHCGznRZ1QpuaAtx0sTV8bZBHKclPo5c3NgmfLc_imiyD0_LFFukXiPmUbrMNy1PJd6G-IXUu3Ws/s1600/DSC_0034.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617087277641188610" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwub6XgaeU7b7r3bJF6F3VFklanugimtZWsrWH1mwIiLX7MbXGj752Wpn_LP3AqNRWRpJLKfEC2iLhHNFygupFnrYIWY1PJ5u5eYm95vjX21Wm7OBxsyBDwoa1uRcOYAuCZJxPPRDACqY/s1600/DSC_0035.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 650px; height: 430px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwub6XgaeU7b7r3bJF6F3VFklanugimtZWsrWH1mwIiLX7MbXGj752Wpn_LP3AqNRWRpJLKfEC2iLhHNFygupFnrYIWY1PJ5u5eYm95vjX21Wm7OBxsyBDwoa1uRcOYAuCZJxPPRDACqY/s1600/DSC_0035.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617087271410690290" /></a><br /><br />"i'm laying in the soil / is it time for me to rise? / i've pulled all my stakes again / is there someone who can take me in?"<br />"i want to go to far away places / but momentum makes my head / ponderous and heavy / planetary rotation / is time winding down?" (rainer maria)<br /><br />i need a new camera, i need new shoes, i need new clothes, i need to get out of this city, i need to go for a walk. no. i need to go hiking. i need a haircut. i need to read more books. i need to practice more yoga. i need to eat more healthy. i need to go for a swim. oh, i really, really need to go for a swim. and i need to get out of this city... did i mention that? i need to stop working all the time and start a life.<br /><br />oh... and here are 10 goals for my summer. it has started already, hasn't it? 1. swim in lakes 2. go to places i've never been before, 3. read books, 4. go for long walks, 5. go hiking, 6. eat vegetables from the garden, 7. drink tea, 8. sleep outdoors, 9. make barbecues, 10. see friends and family more often.good morning - midnighthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02021206230874821529noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2348686347307292535.post-80389667047802518382011-06-04T08:56:00.003+02:002011-06-04T09:25:13.079+02:00and every summer passed me by<div></div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCN_oAbl3tO2obNn6GCYTT69h_4S4gj0_ivOwV-4NkI9HAGHYu6bf1x_U9OwnXbwF1iAlYZ9bdykWrmqYnU63i-oBZ-w6t4b-40Lx7zKpXvz9YRC0ZHWEI1UY2u5-xIQKCEjdSgLkmaVY/s1600/DSC_0004_2.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 650px; height: 430px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCN_oAbl3tO2obNn6GCYTT69h_4S4gj0_ivOwV-4NkI9HAGHYu6bf1x_U9OwnXbwF1iAlYZ9bdykWrmqYnU63i-oBZ-w6t4b-40Lx7zKpXvz9YRC0ZHWEI1UY2u5-xIQKCEjdSgLkmaVY/s1600/DSC_0004_2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614256296047746962" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSaaxmcvFUICF-iymQyshntwtthx-XKmzfwo-ylGN7BoOgSAYRJrz5g_W9OyVPqHeV5-plmHc4lwPA4taTv6_FGUrfbTWWESa0oXeoUJQqeXYbsO5c0DdnQL6KhefIz_zz6jXDahgCWb4/s1600/DSC_0162_2.JPG" onblur="try 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/><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCv41L9qu58njmurPFTAN7Cg_ZjTQOh_P6rNSGBcc5GMpNN3gLX4qU19WyPtX4G7S8tVZcXWOjq6JN-X-oixDG0kkd-Utb-1d6cAx8Rem5bf0HtagMg7Z13nmeRuka5koGcwJMKbDrmHE/s1600/DSC_0397.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 650px; height: 430px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCv41L9qu58njmurPFTAN7Cg_ZjTQOh_P6rNSGBcc5GMpNN3gLX4qU19WyPtX4G7S8tVZcXWOjq6JN-X-oixDG0kkd-Utb-1d6cAx8Rem5bf0HtagMg7Z13nmeRuka5koGcwJMKbDrmHE/s1600/DSC_0397.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614255658232819154" /></a><br /><br />a year ago i spent one month on a small island. i had a plan. i wanted to find the time i lost in my life here in the city. i nearly found it there, i wanted to keep it. i made plans about how i could get more valuable free time in my everyday life. how i could be able to live my life and be satisfied... with both feet on the ground and my head up in the clouds. i really had a plan and i wanted to make this work. so much.<br /><br />then autumn came and winter came and i lost it. i lost my goal, my path, my plans... partly i blame the climate over here. who is able to keep his plans with all this seasonal changes? if you don't like winter and dark days you can't change that by making granola or baking cupcakes. i don't enjoy free time in winter. and in summer everything gets too stressfull. once there is june you know days are starting to get shorter in a couple of weeks. and then you wake up next morning and it's christmas. so here's another june. this time without the island because there is too much to do. and again i have the plan to get back time. and happiness. and freedom. but this time i don't have any idea how to do that...good morning - midnighthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02021206230874821529noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2348686347307292535.post-67219751905892558672011-06-01T18:54:00.005+02:002011-06-01T20:10:18.654+02:00too many squares too many chairs too many lies<div></div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4F85lVBjUGWpralx8_V1qGdQLASIBA4mlVYoy-MXG2ljte3TdmO6oUSgvQac7BjRbZ14V3BZsqXNQBSS4yrytjkRcaRv-qiu0GZTgUFvUORFxTlsZuXmFhzJ3luyqDQlkP9hiO2IQfUA/s1600/DSC_0197.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 650px; height: 430px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4F85lVBjUGWpralx8_V1qGdQLASIBA4mlVYoy-MXG2ljte3TdmO6oUSgvQac7BjRbZ14V3BZsqXNQBSS4yrytjkRcaRv-qiu0GZTgUFvUORFxTlsZuXmFhzJ3luyqDQlkP9hiO2IQfUA/s1600/DSC_0197.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613307149587155122" /></a><br /><a 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style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 650px; height: 430px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5sTgtqP4dmXDR6fHxak-ediqG4bnSe1XRFpimFwc6856b8HT1QK7G_xQoAG7A5gPEBcEtclnJl_fKteen6BlSFBclz7RQjyv-5xK0JrDgq0ohggaejTrr0muBazktFtneFaaswX30isQ/s1600/DSC_0054.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613307142078462098" /></a><br /><br />"sometimes nothing seems clear too many squares too many chairs too many lies...<br />so as long as my feet can carry my heart to the place it's been searching for so long to feel illussion's real as real as the voice i always wanted to hear now i hear it at night whispering it is alright just hide out under statues don't follow serpents beyond" (dust covered carpet)good morning - midnighthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02021206230874821529noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2348686347307292535.post-12126486775987712002011-05-20T09:32:00.005+02:002011-05-20T09:57:02.229+02:00the start of something new...<div></div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZJDRieiYSc_CFSyhSI896Vgv11auFGl6DvQ01FWR2gh_tlS6Nx3s_vvBCwaxeNUpywCphZ_hzqjmfFCeEwRGXtydxR-YbmqnIIpr3vSichN6Prx3OKXLixECy2GlVaVrtDEEJMDkjUgg/s1600/DSC_0388.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 650px; height: 430px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZJDRieiYSc_CFSyhSI896Vgv11auFGl6DvQ01FWR2gh_tlS6Nx3s_vvBCwaxeNUpywCphZ_hzqjmfFCeEwRGXtydxR-YbmqnIIpr3vSichN6Prx3OKXLixECy2GlVaVrtDEEJMDkjUgg/s1600/DSC_0388.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608699081161500738" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfL4JcV20wOuAxrKtoCvvXriwjjwxqUX0AhgnFy_WZ3wWsAoPwNPQh0YyeZfSP8r40KXsreVf_Ip0kbN5hjWvWD5IfUR84tzSrzg3aBk7yQfYv5PfPxjAqL8-_Nc8FfLINpFpdvMfUous/s1600/DSC_0853.JPG" onblur="try 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href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgz2cYcl-2VgUptmZJHqK0r7uJJs6DLyVP1ufCq4jeLHd8HubMpcSIx1JIrkLbiJpSXb9bUjSSGIfQJSKWJCzblIVfpiD4nTmaRiOSXNSMKAj01kmWGRGJSeeJXco6bLVzbXpvOLbbGMYk/s1600/DSC_0456.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 650px; height: 430px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgz2cYcl-2VgUptmZJHqK0r7uJJs6DLyVP1ufCq4jeLHd8HubMpcSIx1JIrkLbiJpSXb9bUjSSGIfQJSKWJCzblIVfpiD4nTmaRiOSXNSMKAj01kmWGRGJSeeJXco6bLVzbXpvOLbbGMYk/s1600/DSC_0456.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608698417369279186" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxXGnLdQiaap9vJbSJkgsX1VHqNJWCQib0Rclce4RJu0FXMKEJVjpjtbur_6x3kULXcB_wm72kradESloH_4bp7xA3UjMDgWHF9WfOK3YvQ88Et678vSvjEFkN4kS1HhPJMl7RaRGIVYc/s1600/DSC_0340.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 650px; height: 430px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxXGnLdQiaap9vJbSJkgsX1VHqNJWCQib0Rclce4RJu0FXMKEJVjpjtbur_6x3kULXcB_wm72kradESloH_4bp7xA3UjMDgWHF9WfOK3YvQ88Et678vSvjEFkN4kS1HhPJMl7RaRGIVYc/s1600/DSC_0340.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608698412859058818" /></a><br /><br />finally here's a little preview of the new pieces we've been working on for those past months. for the first time we took pictures outside at a place we love a lot. the shooting was awesome and a lot of fun and also for the first time you can see our faces which is weird but i'll get used to it... we hope you love the new pieces as much as we do. our shops at <a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/goodmorningmidnight?page=1&view_type=list">etsy</a> and <a href="http://de.dawanda.com/shop/goodmorningmidnight">dawanda</a> will be updated in a few weeks. but first of all we have to show our pieces to vienna. and this is so exciting. there is still so much work to do...<br /><br />if you find the time we would love to see you at one of our upcoming exhibitions... here's where you can find us:<br /><br /><a href="http://www.modepalast.com/2011/">modepalast brand new expo - may 27-29 // mak vienna<br /></a><br /><a href="http://www.kunsthandwerkerinnen.ottensheim.at/">frauenkunsthandwerksmarkt - june 18-19 // ottensheim<br /></a><br /><a href="http://www.textile-kultur-haslach.at/index.php?option=com_content&task=view&id=21&Itemid=33">webermarkt hasach - july 23-24 // haslach an der mühl<br /></a>good morning - midnighthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02021206230874821529noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2348686347307292535.post-66413378107805933912011-05-16T09:23:00.006+02:002011-05-17T20:40:50.478+02:00pretty things happen<div></div><br /><iframe width="650" height="399" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/F45HilgBn08" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""></iframe><br /><br />"... and i'm too stupid for normal human acts i really should start with the change in me to make my visions come reality and i do believe in everything and there's nothing i can't imagine and i paint my world behind closed eyes so when i open them i start to analyse is there any change to what it's been but there ain't nothing no there ain't nothing that changed while i slept everything's still in the place it's been kept it's cause i only do see things around me..."<br /><br />"and so i lock myself in and i scream into my pillow: where are you world? where are you world? you're in my head. i'm gonna set you free. i won't stop screaming. i won't stop screaming. i won't stop screaming till i explode..."<br /><br />"i will begin begin to compose my life arrange my mind be on time make myself mine" (dust covered carpet)<br /><br />i‘m not only not living in the real world. most of the time i only live in my head. i‘m way too slow to act. i think and think and think and sometimes nothing seems clear. nothing seems real. i‘m waiting for me to wake up of this dream and finally find a way to live in this world without closing my eyes most of the time.<br />i don‘t really know what happened within those last years. i‘ve been so busy, i‘ve stopped thinking, worrying... most things happend in my head and i kind of lost my goal. i don‘t know why. it‘s not that nothing ever happened. lot‘s of things happened. maybe i‘ve not been able to keep them. maybe that's what life is all about<br />the world has not been bad too me. life treats me so very well. sometimes everything seems just too much for me. i‘m not able to adjust. i‘m a heavy thinker and there is something i‘ve been searching for for so long. but as dust covered carpet sing, i should stop searching cause i‘m no finder. i need so much time to act. to know what‘s right and what‘s wrong. i‘ve always wanted to stand behind every step i do. i‘ve always wanted to be aware of every step and to be sure it‘s the right one.<br />life changes every day. i‘m changing every day. and i don't know if i'm still the person i used to be. i can‘t find better words than a <a href="http://offtherecord.at/?p=3080">friend used in his blog</a> a couple of time ago: life is a journey. we start this journey with lots of hopes, dreams, aspirations and wishes. some goals can be reached, some get lost. one lives, is happy... and loses at the end - ones self. because at the end of every journey one is not the same than at the beginning. you lose yourself and gain... hopefully your life.<div><br /></div>i've seen dust covered carpet at the popfest wien. and i loved them. they were not really able to reach me before... it was just too much for me. but seeing them play in front of me changed not only my love for them but it also changed me. lyrics i've listened to before finally got inside my head and my mind. i knew i'm not the only heavy searcher in the world but listening to their lyrics made me realize that things are not that bad... even if you get lost for some time. you still have music and there are still others that feel like you feel. and i won't give up... i'll find a way to live my dreams. "i'll climb and i'll fall i'll bleed and i'll weep and i'll scream and i'll give up the dream till the engine returns it's my heavy hearts beat and my feet will keep on stomping..." (dcc)good morning - midnighthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02021206230874821529noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2348686347307292535.post-38519212908894018342011-04-17T16:46:00.010+02:002011-04-18T18:32:55.055+02:00the state i am in<div></div><br /><iframe title="YouTube video player" width="650" height="399" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/g-B2nL2VBuU" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe><br /><br />"all the way back home / i’m telling you I caught the sun / creeping up behind my shoulder / and another day’s begun/ i was following a trail / i’d never been along before / chasing darkened skies above me / looking like the spring / like the winter / and the morning" <br />"and the moment will come / when composure returns"<br />"now i spend my days turning tables round in marks and spencer / they don't seem to mind" (belle & sebastian)<br /><br />last night i was watching belle & sebastian live for the first time in my life. oh my, no one could imagine how much i love, love, love belle & sebastian. i've wanted to see them play live for so many years. i think it must be about eight years ago that i first listened to a song of them... they followed me for years and years. until now. belle & sebastian is one of those bands that make me feel at home in their songs. it's a combination of lyrics and sound and everything inside me that makes them so very special to me. all my hopes, aspirations and dreams are in some kind related to their songs. i've listened to them for so long. i can't really remember if those feelings and longings have been a part of me before i knew them or if they came along with listening to all these lyrics full of wishfulness for so many times. i've wrapped up my aspirations in books, i've marked new destinations in a map and marked them with a pin and with a gin. i've walked on sand and i've been dreaming of turning tables round in marks and spencer, i've taken last busses out of town, i've found myself cought in love, restlessness has siezed me every spring, every winter and every morning... summers have passed by and i've wanted the world to stop for oh so many times. mostly in summer. and lately i find myself in a situation i really didn't see coming. never ever. lot's of things changed. lot's of aspirations i've had for the past eight years never came true, lot's of them and others are still inside me, old ones and new ones. life has changed. and i'm still changing nothing and everything at all... within those last months i thought most of my dreams and hopes are lost or buried so deep inside me, i'll never reach them again. last night brought everything back... (there was a time we lived in truth / let's bring it back as mates of state would sing). i remembered who i was and who i've always wanted to be. the first lines of the first song 'i didn't see it coming' reminded me of everything and almost moved me to tears... i'm one of those persons who is living in in a belle & sebastian song. one, that is never living in the real world. and i think one, that never ever wants to live in the real world. i want to keep my greenness, my <br /> faith in justice, the pains of being pure at heart and believing in everything good in this world. and i want the world to stop. in spring, in summer, in winter. every morning. and there's still so much to be done while my head is still young...good morning - midnighthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02021206230874821529noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2348686347307292535.post-86266827280183154462011-03-17T19:04:00.004+01:002011-03-17T19:58:43.752+01:00we get hurt, we get lost, we get found<div></div><br /><iframe title="YouTube video player" width="650" height="399" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/qYR1MunMM1I" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe><br /><br />"there's a kiss / there's a fight / there are dreams"<br />"... i can't feel anything / i just keep going"<br /><br />yesterday a complete stranger started a conversation with me in a supermarket. it's a strange world where you get suspicious because someone asks you something. at first i was suspicious, i have to admit that. but than the conversation went on and on and i kind of got lost in it. it started with mozzarella cheese, went on to italy, croatia and sharks, thomas bernhart and claus peymann, the theatre, art, travelling and the opera. i love conversations where you start at one point and end somewhere completely different. a talk like a ping-pong game. one thing follows another and everything makes sense. during the conversation and in the end. these days it's the little things that make me happy and that make my day. and these forty minutes or something made my day. i learned how to get standing tickets in the opera and that the opera can be a kind of therapy. now i think i have to try that, even if i never ever thought i would be that kind of person that would ever go into the opera. i think i smiled during the whole conversation because i love that kind of talking. that kind that makes absolutely no sense and at the same time most sense of all...<br /><br />and today there was a visit at the ikea, shopping at ikea also makes no sense and it makes completely happy... a pavillon for the upcoming markets had to be bought. and there was prinzesstarta and the other great tart. and swedish cranberry juice. and a lot of rain. and a pretty awesome gardenchair that had to wait because there was no free hand to carry it home.good morning - midnighthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02021206230874821529noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2348686347307292535.post-10434628362782428462011-03-05T21:42:00.006+01:002011-03-08T12:20:46.159+01:00my heart is as strong as a drummer<div></div><br /><iframe title="YouTube video player" width="650" height="399" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/7AotWlzLZV8" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe><br /><br />"slow down, please, slow down / i need to find peace anywhere in me / i feel like i'm under water, struggling to get air / i feel like i'm lost in this body, trying to get inside my head / i wanna know what i'm thinking what i'm feelin / what i want my life to be / i wanna know how i plan to make things easier / for everyone but me" (those dancing days)<br /><br />"may you grow up to be righteous / may you grow up to be true / may you always know the truth / and see the lights surrounding you / may you always be courageous / stand upright and be strong / may you stay forever young" (bob dylan)<br /><br />i've been ill for so, so many days. my throat, my lung, my head... i felt really, really bad. and it still isn't over. i've been sleeping for days. not so much at nights because i spent those coughing like crazy and until my head and everything else inside me went cuckoo. but crazy as i am i was also working on new pieces... there are two new cardigans for men finished and six apron dresses. there are a few more pieces to be done. then there will be a new photoshooting.<br />i always believed one can live happy for ever and ever and every day must be great. these days i've learned that life is not like that. maybe. there are some days or hours that are great and worth everything. but not everything is colored and shiny. these last two days had quite a couple of wonderful, sparkling hours in them... seeing "allo darlin" two days in a run was pretty great. i love their optimism, their heartwarming summersongs, their smiles... i think i thought life should always feel like these songs.<br />i've lost trace in so many ways. i'm not quite sure my heart is really as strong as a drummer. in fact i don't think so anymore. when the future turns and all things one believed in change or seem to be lost, things are weird. sometimes i think, things are going to be good, i just have to learn lots of lots of things and sometimes i think i would love to run... run and find a life that feels like an "allo darlin" song...good morning - midnighthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02021206230874821529noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2348686347307292535.post-3751923407778289432011-02-25T22:22:00.003+01:002011-02-25T22:42:19.455+01:00el condor pasa ...<div></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" 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alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577741287209646322" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnEUe9zgIY6-4jF8EkyQlitMkwl353MDHPLSuLGrgADAhkj3dTHrMofYKNiGu-OyOKEA2BzXO1inFZW4Z3xFh6ZuXpNaa0RHpxUkd4csMgN7olXcEsPFRkRD1D2BrmxGdDUgWML_9UQho/s1600/DSC_0072.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 650px; height: 430px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnEUe9zgIY6-4jF8EkyQlitMkwl353MDHPLSuLGrgADAhkj3dTHrMofYKNiGu-OyOKEA2BzXO1inFZW4Z3xFh6ZuXpNaa0RHpxUkd4csMgN7olXcEsPFRkRD1D2BrmxGdDUgWML_9UQho/s1600/DSC_0072.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577741289336458098" /></a><br /><br />i need to share some more pictures of my visit in salzburg at a pretty awesome friend of mine in january. i'm still thinking about these two days in the mountains and in nature. i ate "pofesen" for the first time in my life... quite a lot of them. and i loved them. they are something like soulfood. and i drank schnaps at noon for the first time in my life which was not so good... but ok and i handled it without vomiting :) and i slept in such a cold, cold room. and it was oh so wonderful. being in a house that is heated with wood is very special. everything smells special, cozy and warm. and there was an evening with singing and they let me to sing together with them even if they were way better than i am. i loved it. "el condor pasa" was one of the songs we sang, and it didn't work out so well. but at least it was a big laugh. so here's another thank you for these lovely days...good morning - midnighthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02021206230874821529noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2348686347307292535.post-14112794184230764362011-02-24T16:01:00.005+01:002011-02-24T16:19:50.807+01:00rise<div></div><br /><iframe title="YouTube video player" width="650" height="399" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/8jaa_eHu8TY" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""></iframe><br /><br />"look how low i've sunk / don't ask me to rise"<br />"we can make plans / i'll give all i can / you were my man / on the gold coast sand / we can break plans / i'll keep all i can / you'll be my friends / and start over again / and you can go i can't find you / there's no space, there's no time / but don't leave my mind" (azure ray)<br /><br />another concert. it's only the end of february and there have been more concerts than in all of the last years. years ago i listened to azure ray once. i think there must be a cd somewhere in this house. but we can't find it. maybe it was never there. i think they were too sad for me back than. now i loved them. these wonderful sweet fairies were awesome on stage. their dresses, their appearance, their echo, their sound... and these wonderful sad lyrics. i loved their story of being friends like forever and always being able to make each other laugh. friends are very special. and you need to keep those you love the most forever. no matter how hard things are sometimes. there was sun in vienna for these last days... i can't help but think of slacklines in the sun. and falling down again, and again, and again.<br /><br />and good morning - midnight is working... we have a new skirt and a new dress. the whole march will be full of sewing new pieces. and the following month will be full of sewing old pieces for the upcoming shows and fairs. today another confirmation arrived. good morning - midnight will be part of the wonderful <a href="http://www.textile-kultur-haslach.at/index.php?option=com_content&task=view&id=21&Itemid=33">webermarkt haslach</a>. we are so much looking forward to this.good morning - midnighthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02021206230874821529noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2348686347307292535.post-15730343514362993352011-02-22T11:29:00.002+01:002011-02-22T11:38:46.381+01:00budapest #3<div></div> <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEO1KFY36x2DjwaplJXamn7CpAAKs2yLNl-uB7X6_xLWS94zGIge5_Q-zhFw1Pj-dR3jwhLf8U2IVycNSnw077CdeStGwg4X4lcHXGT0ko5pUlHlMsrGggQHUaE2tEQM_3Y3J8fs9sD3c/s1600/DSC_0224.JPG"><img style="float:left; 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margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 650px; height: 430px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjg1tFnElckKBuA2dI82OyQaFapEhaQzUgknjkpM2bQ9L2pibzoaEZD9kqpWXtZoRNfxHYGg6JGT2djLpznUCRdm3pLZWUo0pmM8a8oNmzYY8b8q-p9W4yz-UxyHQmwzjOqYR0lIKhkquQ/s1600/IMG_0195.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575459120258379458" /></a><br />we'll do it all / everything / on our own / we don't need / anything / or anyone / i don't know where / confused about how as well / just know that these things will never change for us at all / if i lay here / if i just lay here / would you lie with me / and just forget the world? (snow patrol)good morning - midnighthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02021206230874821529noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2348686347307292535.post-10421903707111151582011-02-17T20:29:00.004+01:002011-02-20T15:49:04.102+01:00budapest<div></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgC5mTPqFDCwWrv-A7XTQqywgMDRBOXpjUZbaEHJIDAcEVVIbsrYVsHOgrh-45bMKb03BJJLCoRI1Kcx-kWxmDaFCnoWhQXNNfRac6zl2kiYqqV-lqoFtdXbS3iDiV5ZptIVvApmLlTJOE/s1600/DSC_0113.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 650px; height: 430px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgC5mTPqFDCwWrv-A7XTQqywgMDRBOXpjUZbaEHJIDAcEVVIbsrYVsHOgrh-45bMKb03BJJLCoRI1Kcx-kWxmDaFCnoWhQXNNfRac6zl2kiYqqV-lqoFtdXbS3iDiV5ZptIVvApmLlTJOE/s1600/DSC_0113.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574744124923929218" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdgyoKEhmF5lxY7mn_PSmqgT7ZW9UuKKBlrSufhA7whH6dqwvgpIFBbc4ytidlbsO_F_AjJs2VNU4st8OiKlOSWpvPlzSIo35SF1zvdGyui70UHrnx8izVBGhmyQ93JfD7KmiVCRW9nPk/s1600/DSC_0107.JPG"><img style="float:left; 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margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 650px; height: 430px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2XEJyQYsaxXqQkOI_SnyQ0YZJpw6sx_cEkd-sx_MxCGJL5rRrFtLFG2vyrey8pZONmr0gOJNRTUDj97bJ91KqQP5OMO5vMB5kbJDz4zXI-PL-WNK9ZKDQCQ1XFmQZ8alnp4m61XHmTpM/s1600/DSC_0091.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574744117095475826" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQMtn1dKjA1cPhS49vdP6UfMy16UcfcA-oKtbOezurDEadNlTJ1-0DClRHiXZYQ7-G_u2JGCQjjJJ-o8o_-op5G0GFl_7Q6YHw0Wu4ceKiAughd4eHzoEpokAKeDo4QiDcnZQcsnDIUaE/s1600/DSC_0090.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 650px; height: 430px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQMtn1dKjA1cPhS49vdP6UfMy16UcfcA-oKtbOezurDEadNlTJ1-0DClRHiXZYQ7-G_u2JGCQjjJJ-o8o_-op5G0GFl_7Q6YHw0Wu4ceKiAughd4eHzoEpokAKeDo4QiDcnZQcsnDIUaE/s1600/DSC_0090.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574744109382453842" /></a><br />oh my... i was in budapest. and after that i was in praque. looking under every stone for something. for a path. for a sign. for something, that means something. budapest is just a few hours train ride away from vienna and i've never been there before. i have no idea why. it is awesome and i loved it oh so much. there is a spa around every corner, the city glows in the dark and the danube is just amazing. and the bridges. these wonderful bridges. i wandered through the city for one day and visited the gellert-spa the other day. and this awesome gellert-spa. i loved it so much. one can't compare it to this soulless spas around here. it was so different. old and atmospheric and warm and special. i felt so good there in this warm and special water... and under this warm and special showers. and in this fantastic old building. i'm in love with budapest. and i want to go for a swim in the gellert every week from now on. every day to be honest.<div><br /></div>but first of all there are a couple of other things to do. i couldn't get myself to work on new pieces for quite some time. now i have to. and it must be a hint of fate. good morning - midnight is going to be part of the <a href="http://www.kunsthandwerkerinnen.ottensheim.at/">FrauenKunstHandwerksmarkt ottensheim</a> and the <a href="http://www.modepalast.com/new/">modepalast vienna</a>. and this is going to be a new adventure. and such an enormous step. there is so much to in this next week and months. and i'm so excited. oh so excited. i could jump. and run around like crazy. but first of all, i'm going to make a plan. we are going to need a plan. and at the same time i still want to hit the road. zurich would be great. rome too. and berlin. and amsterdam... and there are concerts to visit. and new recipes to try...good morning - midnighthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02021206230874821529noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2348686347307292535.post-3284081418236170792011-02-03T19:51:00.006+01:002011-02-05T21:41:40.864+01:00and ever, and ever, and ever, and ever...<div></div><br /><iframe width="650" height="399" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/CtI-TFvcRZM?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""></iframe><br /><br />everyday / is not silent / everyday / is not grey<br />but how often you may question the questions again /<br />not every wine is a headache / nor's every headache a rhyme /<br />everyday... is neither silent / nor is it just grey (valina)<br /><br />another day, another concert. another day, another dance as ballboy sing in a wonderful song. i'm hitting the road at the moment. haunting from one place to another, looking for things that mean something. or for nothing that means everything. at the moment the ship to escape leads to budapest. and ship to escape is a song by valina. last weeks concert. and this was oh so different. both great. both so completely ... different.<br /><br />i saw francis international airport play live for the first time a couple of years ago as a support for bishop allen. i loved them very much. they were a bit too sad as a support for bishop allen. but they were awesome. this time they were the headliner. diver was the support. wonderful, lovely, heartwarming. "we get hurt, we get lost, we get found"... a glimpse of hope, a promise? i would love not to get found but to find myself. somewhere between concerts, walks on tops of mountains and places, i've never seen before. turning around every stone. looking for something as judith hermann writes in one of her stories. and francis international airport were pretty great, also heartwarming and full of fantastic lyrics and breaks. a little grey and silent. but everyday is not silent nor is it just grey. some days are blue and green and pink and bright white. and wonderful.good morning - midnighthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02021206230874821529noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2348686347307292535.post-57634305862808706682011-02-02T12:10:00.004+01:002011-02-02T12:28:17.117+01:00rear windows<div></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_4SNq_tL2eIVUBMuKqiy-Neopo5gYORXE3Lr4wnGV9Xl9vCyl4YTYF6bk0rs0z0jFpVa-u7FutQrSDSjZhvQo8pfHiieTYxaTkZYiGq4h6a0HEZ0kXZz56r_ykUfg8pGjsRfO9QQuuRU/s1600/DSC_0070.JPG"><img style="float:left; 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margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 650px; height: 430px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQ9_VEZSObvXU0ZOJCpeb5QBmBH8lxYNPZrRQc_Ws226NcrElWznAru8O8fDT8p_wUV_5bzxtsbmlAZvZ6E5xDWHGYdnVHl1SRTXOqUyWFxLuJ6SQXitOjqMHdpDKbufvWFGVcdO5XSeE/s1600/IMG_0081.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569048619174327986" /></a><br />i see the fire burn / from my window tonight (agnes kain)<div><br /></div>there is sun in vienna. and i'm heading to budapest the day after tomorrow. and to prague next week. i'm going to sleep on different couches in different cities. and i hope there won't be any fires in front of the windows there. and no other things too spectacular. i want to see the markets in budapest, the spas and indoor pools. and i'm excited to go couchsurfing for the first time in my life. i'm not quite sure if my trip to salzburg and the stay at this wonderful, warm home of a good friend can be outdone... but i think that's not the point...good morning - midnighthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02021206230874821529noreply@blogger.com0