Just daydreaming, the image of a buoy near Texel.
The sea, the sea
I always dream of the sea
she is calling, she is calling
I know she is waiting for me
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All the daily events at the gallery in Dieverbrug, the search for the meaning of life in the small and beautifull things that surround us here.
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- Daydreaming
- The cloisterhill on a cold sunday morning
- Carrying the hay from the barn to the stables
- Ten Things I've Done You Probably Haven't.
- Benno in the snow
- snow at last
- Shit happens
- Is reading allowed while eating?
- Old fashioned paper and red pencil
- The Viking Drakar
- The Revenge of Henry Ford
- Talking about my generation
- As the world turns around
- Why some bolts never come loose
- Boomsma, Sonnema, Weduwe Joustra.
- Two connected screens
- Unconditional obedience
- Sleeping in de sun
- Mah Yong
- Star Wars Lego mania
- Meanwhile back in Cyberspace
- FEC or Frieslandhal
- Book about domestic violence
- Peeling the apple
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