In Search Of...

In search of what? Well, not so much really, I guess randomness is the word, but then even that is not true entirely. I guess it is just something I like to do as a passtime and I have a sister in crime right at hand now so... we set out with a camera, good spirits and a litre of orange juice and got lucky to have some sun present as well. (Thankyou Britt for the cool picture!)
Where we went???
Well right below the earth where the secrets lie ;)
I used to go there as a kid when we just moved over here, went back a couple years after and went back again now. I must say it has changed, but not much more than I have. It became smaller and less easy accessable, I became taller and a little less flexible. The area now has barbed wire spanning the perimeter, I guess they don't want you to go there anymore, so that makes it all the more fun! It is a bit of a mission to get inside, but it also makes for some interesting situations, and down there is a place for lots of fantastic dreams and fantasy scapes!


Quote: "Bombing for Peace is like Fucking for Virginity"
Listening to: Gare du Nord, Beautiful Day

IF - The Blues

"Some stars never make it into the sky, they get stuck and their light fades out."
I guess that was my unconcious pouring out because it is random and unplanned and simple and I'm not sure even if I like it but what the heck; at least I did some art!