| Editorial - 31 January 2006 |
| Last day of the month again. Days just keep on going and going and sometimes everything dissolves into a vague blur of nothingness. Sometimes there's something worth remembering like going bowling or shoot some pool with old friends, but there are also days without any meaning. Just doing the daily grind of dragging myself out of bed and into the shower, defrost the windows of my car and drive bumper to bumper for over an hour, work for 9 hours, sometimes skip lunch and go back home trying to avoid the same slow traffic by making a stop at my sister's or my parent's house. And when I finally get home after eight I read a magazine, watch the news or work on some pictures. Pretty numb I then try to fall asleep, mainly only succeeding after two at night. |
| Editorial - 30 January 2006 |
Yesterday I saw Depeche
Mode for the first time in concert. I had never done the effort before to go see them as I'm not
a big fan, but the last couple of years I got more and more interested. My nephew had an extra ticket
and I jumped aboard his car. Grabbing my little Nikon S1 camera with me. I figured I could easily
smuggle that one in.
As the crowd was pretty extatic most pictures are slightly blurry - everyone was constantly bumping
into me - but I managed to salvage some of them. Anyway, a cheering crowd is always more fun to be
around than just 10.000 people watching silently. And there was reason enough to cheer as the concert
was inspired, well orchestrated and enthousiastic. Their latest album is strong and has some excellent
songs ("Precious" nearly made me cry again) and it lends itself to a very thematic show. Left on stage
was a big metal ball with two red eyes and the words "sex", "pain", "angel" and "love". Each song was
being illustrated by one of those four main topics. Maybe it's just the phase I'm in, but a lot sounded
like the truth. Even if they conflicted with other lyrics ...
All I ever wanted, all I ever needed, is here in my arms. Words are very unneccesary, they can only do harm. And for those who care, here's the setlist :
- encore - - encore #2 - |
| Editorial - 23 January 2006 |
| I fucked up good things happening to me. Or maybe I let my mind do that for me without thinking ? I'm not sure how or why but I know I did. And it teaches me a very important lesson : don't go running when you're just trying to walk again. And I sure tried to run. Not only to get away from all the misery but also to do what everybody wanted me to do : get on with it. Lesson number two is that I best not listen and stay where I am. I am not ready to go further. I'll probably hurt at least one person saying this, but if I'm honest with myself, I know you're right. I am not ready. I'm really sorry, I tried. Guess I'm still stuck somewhere - heart winning from mind again - and perhaps afraid. Yeah, I think that's it. I am afraid. And now you all know. |
| Editorial - 15 January 2006 |
| Franky asked to drop by on FiberLAN, a LAN-party he's helping organising in
the area around my howetown. "Stop by, shoot some pictures, play on the Xbox 360," he said. As I had
nothing else to do, there was nothing I could lose by going. Except for some money at the entrance.
To avoid that (I hate paying for a whole weekend when you're only there for a few hours) I just walked
in, camera ready, looking for a shot. That always helps. Franky was manning the virtual turntables in the side-room behind the bar. Easy place to stash the camera-gear and start looking for a conversation, pictures, downloads on the network or some fries round midnight. Hey, I was hungry. Can't say I really like the shots I took, but to be honest my mind wasn't set to it. My weekendmood was one of relaxation and not giving a crap about doing stuff right and on time. |
| Editorial - 9 January 2006 |
| More news at eleven ! Or twelve ... gee, it's even past that time. I'm
staying up too late again and my holiday is over. Oh well ... who cares ? After going with Franky on a nightly photograpic escapade last saturday, I decided to finally set up a Flickr account (here's my profile) and partially start arranging my pictures online. The shots we took with a tripod I borrowed from my uncle (thank you very much) are sometimes next to amazing and if it hadn't been so freaking cold I'd stayed out longer. But I'm glad we jumped ship around eleven and entered Het Stuk for some hot chocolate and viewing and editing on the laptops. The bartender couldn't resist and had to come and check out what we were doing. |
| Editorial - 4 January 2006 |
| Went for a walk in Leuven yesterday with Manuel. First day of the big wintersale, so we thought we'd get some good shots of people fighting over the last discounted jacket or pair of boots. We were wrong. It was all quiet and polite and not overcrowded. I guess that's reserved for the first weekend. Note to self : stay indoors. |
| Editorial - 1 January 2006 |
| First day of a new year. Slept the first half away, spent the rest with family. Now in dire need of some good alcohol, my own couch and solitude. Best wishes to us all. Health, sunshine, money, friends and a lot of luck. We can do this. |
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