Joy in pictures


#535

Challah Round 2.

Learning, progressing…


#536

10 inch screen from a broken netbook somebody at work gave me. 12 euros for a driver board from a nice man in Shenzhen. Start of a new DIY project (more on that another time).


#538

The things you find when clearing out the store room…


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#539

That is funny, and cool!


#540

#541

Patiently waiting for norns second batch on vacation in Slovenia. Going to get up at dawn tomorrow and try to get a better shot.


#542

This looks wonderful, thanks for sharing. Where exactly is this in Slovenia? Is it as idyllic as the pic suggests?


#543

Carlingford Lough, aka home.


#544

her plane paintings are just wonderful - saw a roomful in a retrospective recently; so many years refining and exploring that idea.


#545

This is Lake Bled. It’s ridiculously photogenic. Unfortunately after too much food and wine I wasn’t diligent enough to take dawn photos.


#546

Wozzer. That is a serious bottle of wine.


#547

I was flicking through old (100 year old) copies of Vogue magazine for a work thing when I came across this extraordinary cover from a fairly significant date


#548

I understand that the moon spends half its time in our day, but I still feel like I’m looking at a sci fi sky when it appears. This pic does it no justice.


#549

The picture took some time to load, which allowed me to read your comment before seeing it. When the picture showed it made me giggle a little bit. It’s so small that it’s kind of cute, and I actually quite like it that way.


#550

Haha, uploaded the wrong pic! I did have a small cropped version.


#551

That just makes it even better!


#552

More Slovenia, straight off the SD card. Today I feel I captured joy


#553

Still house hunting in Porto (with @Angela) , but it’s so amazing walking around and seeing stuff like this.


#554

this makes me think of a passage in rilke’s ‘notebooks of malte laurids brigge’ which goes

The stubborn life of these rooms had not let itself be trampled out. It was still there; it clung to the nails that were left, stood on the narrow remnant of flooring, crouched under the corner beams where a bit of interior still remained…. It was in every flayed strip of surface; it was in the damp blisters on the lower edges of the wallpaper; it fluttered in the torn-off shreds, and oozed from the foul stains which had appeared long before.

and so on

edit: good luck finding a place @Rodrigo !


#555