Showing posts with label The window. Show all posts
Showing posts with label The window. Show all posts
January 29, 2021
December 4, 2020
African cubist zebras in the living room!
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After a full month of moving furniture back and forth the two fat zebras seem - slowly - with the pain of the artist, to have found their place among the rest of us.
October 26, 2020
September 9, 2020
August 29, 2020
August 28, 2020
August 1, 2020
July 30, 2020
July 26, 2020
July 24, 2020
Iturrikoa
During seclusion we weren't allowed to go out of SS for three months. I hadn't anyway been in Munitibar for a year - or more - before. Not even once. Now I have visited the place three week in a row.
The same look through the same window of the bedroom of my childhood summers in my grandparents house in Munitibar.
The same look through the same window of the bedroom of my childhood summers in my grandparents house in Munitibar.
June 25, 2020
The pencil
The posts intended for this gallery are a kind of sequel to Pencil&Box with less of the writing and without adornments.
I have this wish my boys to have a good life and to enjoy it. If looking at these pictures might help them with that somehow someday I would be content. For the rest these are pictures made for pleasure and only by its caprices guided.
I have this wish my boys to have a good life and to enjoy it. If looking at these pictures might help them with that somehow someday I would be content. For the rest these are pictures made for pleasure and only by its caprices guided.
San Sebastian, June 25, 2020
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Coffee and a book in der Terrasse
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