"Hidden Agenda"

I watched this movie from Mr Ken Loach about Ireland under the aggressive British influence, all the time i didn´t know if it is to easy but the whole thing is in the end very good, yes indeed.At least I was getting paranoid and believed  the conspiracy which is like believing in god, the Art of Betrayal on a grand scale. Maybe also related to the fact that a movie often doesn´t linger on there or there but gets the plot ahead.

split red pole

Drizzle

public night

She

I just find some money on the street!!!! (elsewhere)

Date: 2010-10-29, 7:21PM CEST
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Hello everybodies,

I don't know if it's the good place to post this announce but I thinck it could be interested for you.
Yesterday, I was walking by night around Kottbusser Tor station, And I just find 450 euros in the street...
The money was wrapped with a thin purple paper, and there was a letter and a die of red flesh too...

I don't need this money and I am very affraid about it!
I just want to give it away : So if you are interested, just send me a mail at : myspace.com/bielka02

Thanks!

pick up only

micael

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The Modiglani had gone.

The Modiglani had gone.

Wells to sacrifice yourself in,

Welt am Draht

the new cinema

as i am a sometimes follower of some filmblogs i gathered some information about the new Svankmayer"Surviving Life" which seems to be after all good.Oh my God how i hated said-the-white-rabbit-voice.
Surviving Life

without words

found screen

übercommunity ich gehe aus neid, scham, selbstmitleid

found slides in the daylight

crack and split

still in the mood

its me again- the splits

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                           I am doing it again. don't do to much , very quick you are already there. I also depends on your stamina and frustration level and the ability to be not to obsessed with my own ideas. What can I say , the splits are crossing, mixing, mending intervening, still it seems that clear.                        

volume, line, smudged reflection of the half

two eyes on one picture

after having no camera i do have two now that's not why you are seeing the same pictures in two variations, that's probably why i am having two cameras now anyway , because i wanted to do that post before i did get the second one but the first started to work again after 2 and a half weeks.
so whats the difference here apart from the horizontal flip. the last one is the changed. it looks more right than the original, but i do not really represent the public opinion because i am still left handed and i don't know if also tend to want things vice versa anyway. Apart from the geometric composition it is a question of gender and drag also diffused by  those scratches, i should try to get an picture of this unchanged scene( without scraches). also remarkable is it how it is possible to turn this picture from that 70´s spoof into sth spooky criminal.
Are we now in the time where almost everything can look like a piece of crime, is this culture of suspicion and paranoia still on. I don´t think so but as there is still not such a thing as society in me, i can´t tell. As I am from Latin alphabet reading cultural background to have the smaller blueish person at the end of the frame seems to me me as an picture on its on  as the first one looks more as an expose to me. so therefore this means i am for seeing my own stories instead of watching them, but i can´t really belief this either.
Maybe because i do not want to see more of the second one is a relief and gives me the feeling of enough information for now.

the suburbia in me

this are some of the last and final picture of my now broken beloved camerade photographique.
As i was trying it broke, stopped and is still stopping even the homeopathic voodoo i tried on it didn´t work. interesting is the fact, that it stops right there when i am trying to use the camerade to research the self reflexive possibility of visual picture reproduction, in musical terms i tend to call this the britpop dilemma, a dandy wiping his back with violet colonial papier hygiénique. 

Although in this case the result is exclusively ugly to me.
Therefore you have now the opportunity to see them to and be a part of my trying to get theory into this chaos disguised as halt.Funny is that all that smoking stuff and technicolor grain always looks so 54. the place where nobody has ever been. The time when i was a kid with a TV, a library and a friend with a magazine selling mam and a cinema in the next town. But there is no reason to be sentimental about this because I am glad this time is not here now anymore. Although i have to admit there is strange fascination about the still going death cramp of Miss Hedda Hopper in  the suburbia in me, a place that never existed but always will be there induced by my own senses.
 Any way there will by more to come there are so many pictures everyday that this broken objective will not see.

the cult of the orchid

  
wach auf es ist vorbei .
du bist auf dem Schiff Belle Époque 
und fährst rückwarts ins Paradies.
Alle sind da,
aber sie tanzen lieber, 
als auf ihren Zimmer sich zu vergnügen.        









 

thats why i am doing this

mood swing desktop

last girl in the world , Karen Silkwood

It was also a show about optical illusions, about flat surfaces and volume against various backgrounds, about cheekbones and haunches and heels and hair.

By BEN RATLIFF

Published: August 13, 2010 NYT

Above the rhinananan  critics quote which sounds as more as it is, leaving out the option of the brainwash induced numb behaviour which also so appealing and appalling to my. you are so ugly when you cry no you are not actually.

I walk by and live in

My was wondering around , with a lot of things in my head and not enough action in my hands and i found this connected pictures, beautiful arrangements outside and inside of my apartment.Yes this is the world I walk by and live in. Apart from the fact that these things look like a TV set for an unaired talk show about German history of the 80´s I wonder why my closet adds such a sense of nostalgia and connection to this unseen gem of European broadcasting.