Recently the concept of professional drinking was explained on this blog.
It is based on the fact that a person is not feeling more happy after 7 glasses of an alcoholic beverage instead of 5.
A professional drinker then is someone who drinks to reach the appropriate level of happiness and next refrains from more intakes.
This is the theory.
That was extensively and repeatedly discussed with cousin Jerzek and his beautiful wife.
Who is very much in favour of seeing her husband professionalize his drinking.
And this for good reasons.
Last night was the opportunity to learn how professional each person was.
In the case of cousin Jerzek it failed.
Understandably.
Because drinking occurs in a social setting.
And this social setting will be turned upside down if a person halts drinking at a certain moment claiming that the best level of happiness has been reached.
The social setting is prepared days ahead.
People communicate by phone to arrange seeing each other a certain day and time.
There already, indirectly, the drinking starts.
Because everyone involved knows that the meeting will be an occasion to drink alcohol.
And that the getting together is the perfect circumstance and partly the purpose to have a good drinking.
The day itself the party is prepared.
This by putting tables together surrounded by chairs so that all the people sit in a large circle facing each other.
On the table are bottles of water, cola and juice.
When guests arrive the ice cold bottle of vodka will come to the table.
The so-called party is nothing more than men sitting there and consuming alcohol.
And they talk of course.
Talk a lot.
And laugh.
Laugh a lot.
To have a hell of a time.
This goes on from about 5 pm to early in the morning.
More than 8 hours.
Just sitting, talking and drinking.
And only men.
No women participate in this event.
It is this pattern that is hard to break.
No professionalism is strong enough to change this ceremony.
Because it would involve letting the drinking partners down.
Who are the best friends.
Breaking a social code.
Even having to leave the table.
In itself nothing is wrong with these kinds of parties.
Except that it is devastating for the health.
Damaging and destructive.
The decision has to be made if that is acceptable or not.
The drinker obviously does but sometimes the family looks at it in a different way.
But there is nothing they can do but accept the decision of the drinker and hope for the best.
Change can only come from within a person.
It has to be the own decision.
Consequently, truly being with others means accepting the choices and decisions they make.
Cousin Jerzek had a fantastic time last night.
And that everybody wants him to have.
At this time of writing, 7.18 am, the whole house is trembling because of the snoring of cousin Jerzek.
Who will need the whole day to recuperate from last night’s party.
Which is a prize he doesn’t mind to pay.
The subject of drinking professionally will not be mentioned anymore.
To be a true cousin and not a schoolmaster.
Saturday, April 25, 2009
Friday, April 24, 2009
Lose your dreams and you will lose your mind
In 1966 Keith Richard, the guitar player of the British rock and roll band The Rolling Stones, was involved with a girl called Linda Keith.
Rather peculiar that her last name was her boyfriend’s first name.
In any case, Linda had enough of Keith, the boyfriend that is, and ran away from him.
This made Keith Richard sad and together with fellow band member Brian Jones he quickly wrote a song.
Called “Ruby Tuesday”.
It is one of the best Rolling Stones songs they ever made and played.
Before they became a machine producing rock and roll songs that all sound the same.
What is so great of the lyrics of the song “Ruby Tuesday” is that they are universal and spiritual.
They go beyond a simple love song.
In fact, the text describes a certain personality.
Characteristics of an exceptional person.
Let us read carefully the lyrics of the song “Ruby Tuesday”:
Actually, the characteristics described of the person in this song apply seamlessly to the pioneering photographer.
Who is one of many who live not losing dreams to avoid losing the mind.
Persons who change every new day are mostly men.
Rarely women live in the way described in the song “Ruby Tuesday”.
As far as can be seen, only one female person is known who cannot be chained to a life where nothing is gained.
And of course she is a photographer.
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Rather peculiar that her last name was her boyfriend’s first name.
In any case, Linda had enough of Keith, the boyfriend that is, and ran away from him.
This made Keith Richard sad and together with fellow band member Brian Jones he quickly wrote a song.
Called “Ruby Tuesday”.
It is one of the best Rolling Stones songs they ever made and played.
Before they became a machine producing rock and roll songs that all sound the same.
What is so great of the lyrics of the song “Ruby Tuesday” is that they are universal and spiritual.
They go beyond a simple love song.
In fact, the text describes a certain personality.
Characteristics of an exceptional person.
Let us read carefully the lyrics of the song “Ruby Tuesday”:
She would never say where she came from
Yesterday dont matter if its gone
While the sun is bright
Or in the darkest night
No one knows
She comes and goes
Goodbye, ruby tuesday
Who could hang a name on you?
When you change with every new day
Still Im gonna miss you...
Dont question why she needs to be so free
She’ll tell you its the only way to be
She just can’t be chained
To a life where nothings gained
And nothings lost
At such a cost
Theres no time to lose, I heard her say
Catch your dreams before they slip away
Dying all the time
Lose your dreams
And you will lose your mind.
Aint life unkind?
Goodbye, ruby tuesday
Who could hang a name on you?
When you change with every new day
Still Im gonna miss you...
Actually, the characteristics described of the person in this song apply seamlessly to the pioneering photographer.
Who is one of many who live not losing dreams to avoid losing the mind.
Persons who change every new day are mostly men.
Rarely women live in the way described in the song “Ruby Tuesday”.
As far as can be seen, only one female person is known who cannot be chained to a life where nothing is gained.
And of course she is a photographer.
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Thursday, April 23, 2009
Are you from Pluto?
Yesterday was not only the name day of cousin Jerzek but also the very birthday of your faithful blogwriter.
Thank you very much.
The party for these two important events is on Saturday therefore yesterday a dinner with a small group of family members took place in a traditional Polish restaurant in a nearby village.
One of the persons present was 23-year-old Tomek, the son of cousin Jerzek.
With Tomek always-interesting conversations take place because the lad is brilliant in many ways.
Yesterday we talked about the fact that it is undeniable that aliens surround us.
Who observe and watch us.
This very well known fact was not the source of the excitement the conversation was causing.
Because every sensible person knows of the presence of aliens among us.
No, fervent and loyal blog readers, the flash in the pan was the question raised in this conversation whether or not the disputants maybe themselves are in fact mutants.
Now that is an interesting point of view and we may wonder how many fervent and loyal blog readers have ever been asking themselves this question:
Am I or am I not an alien?
The discussion with Tomek was mostly about the strategy of aliens.
How exactly do they mutate with us?
Most importantly on a psychological level.
It could very well be that in case you are an alien, you will vehemently deny this.
But that this is a protection device implanted in your brains by your brothers and sisters aliens.
Revealing your true nature, background and family, will put you in a most risky situation.
From science fiction films made in Hollywood we know that whenever aliens openly come to earth, they are massacred and terminated by us.
Even if their intentions were peaceful and friendly.
Besides, when the alien looks from the window from her spaceship and sees earth and the way we live here together, not very likely will you land and shake hands.
To the contrary, you will take good care that these violent, bloodthirsty, cruel and vicious human beings do not notice you are around, right?
Hence, it is very possible that the blogwriter, Tomek and even the fervent and loyal blog reader like you are, might be aliens in disguise.
Transmitting data to home base how the people of the earth are slowly destroying themselves and the planet.
However, we must realize that the aliens are a little bit over cautious.
Because in fact it is no problem to simply openly say that you are an alien.
As a matter of fact, one of the candidates that applied to participate in the project “The most beautiful people in the world” wrote a letter claiming he was an alien.
You can just say it and nothing happens.
Try it out.
Come out of the space closet!
Reveal to the cashier girl in Wal*Mart where you shop today that you are an alien.
You’ll experience that nothing will happen and that everything will be all right.
However, if you publicly insist too much in your revelation that you are from Pluto, you may end up in a mental hospital.
Or in a dog shelter.
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Thank you very much.
The party for these two important events is on Saturday therefore yesterday a dinner with a small group of family members took place in a traditional Polish restaurant in a nearby village.
One of the persons present was 23-year-old Tomek, the son of cousin Jerzek.
With Tomek always-interesting conversations take place because the lad is brilliant in many ways.
Yesterday we talked about the fact that it is undeniable that aliens surround us.
Who observe and watch us.
This very well known fact was not the source of the excitement the conversation was causing.
Because every sensible person knows of the presence of aliens among us.
No, fervent and loyal blog readers, the flash in the pan was the question raised in this conversation whether or not the disputants maybe themselves are in fact mutants.
Now that is an interesting point of view and we may wonder how many fervent and loyal blog readers have ever been asking themselves this question:
Am I or am I not an alien?
The discussion with Tomek was mostly about the strategy of aliens.
How exactly do they mutate with us?
Most importantly on a psychological level.
It could very well be that in case you are an alien, you will vehemently deny this.
But that this is a protection device implanted in your brains by your brothers and sisters aliens.
Revealing your true nature, background and family, will put you in a most risky situation.
From science fiction films made in Hollywood we know that whenever aliens openly come to earth, they are massacred and terminated by us.
Even if their intentions were peaceful and friendly.
Besides, when the alien looks from the window from her spaceship and sees earth and the way we live here together, not very likely will you land and shake hands.
To the contrary, you will take good care that these violent, bloodthirsty, cruel and vicious human beings do not notice you are around, right?
Hence, it is very possible that the blogwriter, Tomek and even the fervent and loyal blog reader like you are, might be aliens in disguise.
Transmitting data to home base how the people of the earth are slowly destroying themselves and the planet.
However, we must realize that the aliens are a little bit over cautious.
Because in fact it is no problem to simply openly say that you are an alien.
As a matter of fact, one of the candidates that applied to participate in the project “The most beautiful people in the world” wrote a letter claiming he was an alien.
You can just say it and nothing happens.
Try it out.
Come out of the space closet!
Reveal to the cashier girl in Wal*Mart where you shop today that you are an alien.
You’ll experience that nothing will happen and that everything will be all right.
However, if you publicly insist too much in your revelation that you are from Pluto, you may end up in a mental hospital.
Or in a dog shelter.
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Wednesday, April 22, 2009
Put the Bush gang on trial
In keeping silent about evil, in burying it so deep within us that no sign of it appears on the surface, we are implanting it, and it will rise up a thousandfold in the future.
When we neither punish nor reproach evildoers, we are not simply protecting their trivial old age, we are thereby ripping the foundations of justice from beneath new generations.
It is for this reason that they are growing up “indifferent”.
Young people are acquiring the conviction that foul deeds are never punished on earth, that they always bring prosperity.
It is going to be uncomfortable, horrible, to live in such a country!
This the Nobel Prize winning author Aleksander I. Solzhenitsyn wrote in his book “The Gulag Archipelago”.
It applied to the situation in Russia, the former Soviet Union, concerning all the violations of laws that happened there between 1917 to 1960.
But what Solzheniysyn describes is a fundamental truth that applies to all countries where evil has been performed.
Most particularly it applies now to the USA.
It is an uncomfortable truth for most Americans, but over the past years the CIA and the Army, backed by the Bush Administration, has been breaking Federal Laws, the American Constitution and International Laws, Agreements and Conventions.
These serious violations of laws have been tried to be covered up.
But because Barack Obama has become the new President and has much more decency in him than George Bush, now we are learning in detail what happened and who was responsible.
Following Solzheniysyn theory, the responsible persons must be brought to justice.
And that includes George W. Bush, Dick Cheney, Donald Rumsfeld and Condoleeza Rice.
It has been said here repeatedly, by American and International law they are war criminals and they should be made responsible for their decisions.
It is nothing personal.
Who would care for the person George W. Bush or Dick Cheney?
They are evil and stupid people.
What we are concerned about is what Solzheniysyn foresees: if Bush and his gang are not publicly and juridically made responsible for their deeds, the generations to come will morally decline even more.
And create together a society more horrible than we can imagine.
Because the new generation has learned then that you can have the most horrific behaviour, like allowing torture, and can get away with it no problem.
Therefore, for the sake of the well being of the generations to come and for the sake of guaranteeing a better society in the future, put the Bush gang on trial.
Punish them for what they did.
Tuesday, April 21, 2009
By the way, can you whistle?
In the language spoken in the Netherlands, they have an expression that says:
Translated into the language spoken by many worldwide, this means more or less:
A rather puzzling statement because why would a guy with money be more attracted to a girl that whistles?
Maybe we can find a clue in two other things that are being said in this peculiar country called not only the Netherlands but Holland as well.
One thing they claim in the Netherlands is that girls are unable to whistle.
And the other thing is, in case a girl knows how to whistle, that it is very inappropriate and impolite for her to whistle.
So, we could argue that only very talented and brave girls are able to whistle.
And for sure that the talent and the bravery is attractive to rich boys.
It also might be that it has to do with the position of the lips.
While whistling the lips have to take on a certain position.
Maybe boys see in that how it will be when possibly kissing the girl later.
Like a test and demonstration how her face will look when the romantic moment comes.
These days, after we have experienced emancipation in many societies, girls can whistle no problem.
But they probably can’t what the pioneering photographer is able to do.
He can whistle non-stop.
Which means he can produce a sound of whistling that is permanent.
With his lips!
Every other human being, men or women, can whistle only as long as there is air supply in the lungs.
Once this volume of air has all been blowned out, the whistling stops in order to have new air enter the lungs.
This phenomenon can also be observed with trumpet players.
So how can one produce a permanent whistle sound in spite of this human physical need to breath?
Some magic?
Or maybe a trick?
It can be revealed to this exclusive group of fervent and loyal blog readers that it is a technique.
Developed over the years.
The technique is to be able to whistle not only when the air is blown out, but also when the air is sucked in.
In other words, the lips are kept in the whistle position while air is either drawn in or blown out.
How about that?
Many fervent and loyal blog readers will be deeply tempted to try this out.
To find out it is not that easy.
That it takes many months of serious exercise to be able to perform properly.
Even yesterday, cousin Jerzek said, how come you can whistle so well?
He had noticed it was a melody that was not interrupted by inhaling air.
So it really pays off to learn this technique, as it impresses music lovers.
Now, what is all this nonsense about?
Who is concerned with this kind of idiotic information?
What is the relevance?
Isn’t it like saying that the shoe size is 13 and the condom size XXL?
Totally unnecessary information except for the shoemaker and an exclusive group of women?
But consideration is requested.
Because this week the nerves are stretched painfully far.
The prototype of the photo book of the project “The most beautiful people in the world” is presented to the worldwide book publisher Thames and Hudson and to many other foreign book publishers on the International Book Fair in London, U.K.
The end of this week more should be known what are the chances that the photo book of the project “The most beautiful people in the world” will indeed be published and in what languages and which countries.
So while this is happening in London, U.K., out of sheer tension and nervousness one gets lost in absurd nonsense.
Drawing many fervent and loyal blog readers into it as well like in the story of the brothers Grimm about the flute player of Hameln.
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“Meisjes die fluiten,
krijgen jongens met duiten”.
Translated into the language spoken by many worldwide, this means more or less:
“Girls who whistle,
will get guys who have money”.
A rather puzzling statement because why would a guy with money be more attracted to a girl that whistles?
Maybe we can find a clue in two other things that are being said in this peculiar country called not only the Netherlands but Holland as well.
One thing they claim in the Netherlands is that girls are unable to whistle.
And the other thing is, in case a girl knows how to whistle, that it is very inappropriate and impolite for her to whistle.
So, we could argue that only very talented and brave girls are able to whistle.
And for sure that the talent and the bravery is attractive to rich boys.
It also might be that it has to do with the position of the lips.
While whistling the lips have to take on a certain position.
Maybe boys see in that how it will be when possibly kissing the girl later.
Like a test and demonstration how her face will look when the romantic moment comes.
These days, after we have experienced emancipation in many societies, girls can whistle no problem.
But they probably can’t what the pioneering photographer is able to do.
He can whistle non-stop.
Which means he can produce a sound of whistling that is permanent.
With his lips!
Every other human being, men or women, can whistle only as long as there is air supply in the lungs.
Once this volume of air has all been blowned out, the whistling stops in order to have new air enter the lungs.
This phenomenon can also be observed with trumpet players.
So how can one produce a permanent whistle sound in spite of this human physical need to breath?
Some magic?
Or maybe a trick?
It can be revealed to this exclusive group of fervent and loyal blog readers that it is a technique.
Developed over the years.
The technique is to be able to whistle not only when the air is blown out, but also when the air is sucked in.
In other words, the lips are kept in the whistle position while air is either drawn in or blown out.
How about that?
Many fervent and loyal blog readers will be deeply tempted to try this out.
To find out it is not that easy.
That it takes many months of serious exercise to be able to perform properly.
Even yesterday, cousin Jerzek said, how come you can whistle so well?
He had noticed it was a melody that was not interrupted by inhaling air.
So it really pays off to learn this technique, as it impresses music lovers.
Now, what is all this nonsense about?
Who is concerned with this kind of idiotic information?
What is the relevance?
Isn’t it like saying that the shoe size is 13 and the condom size XXL?
Totally unnecessary information except for the shoemaker and an exclusive group of women?
But consideration is requested.
Because this week the nerves are stretched painfully far.
The prototype of the photo book of the project “The most beautiful people in the world” is presented to the worldwide book publisher Thames and Hudson and to many other foreign book publishers on the International Book Fair in London, U.K.
The end of this week more should be known what are the chances that the photo book of the project “The most beautiful people in the world” will indeed be published and in what languages and which countries.
So while this is happening in London, U.K., out of sheer tension and nervousness one gets lost in absurd nonsense.
Drawing many fervent and loyal blog readers into it as well like in the story of the brothers Grimm about the flute player of Hameln.
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Monday, April 20, 2009
Only five glasses of vodka
Cousin Jerzek was feeling not too well the day after the exciting party in the “Buzniz Club” in Nowy Sacz, Poland.
Obviously this was coming from the amount of vodka he had been drinking with his two friends.
A few half a litre bottles.
This is not very good for his health.
To drink so much.
Only a few years ago he has had a heart attack.
He recuperated beautifully but swallows now every day a handful of pills.
And is unable to quit smoking.
Hence, today a gentle discussion about the use of alcohol was initiated.
And the thesis was put on the table that alcohol is fantastic.
Nothing wrong with it.
But one must drink in an intelligent way.
Therefore the question was asked how many glasses of vodka are needed to feel open, free and happy?
OK, let’s say five.
After five glasses of vodka the mood is exuberant, life seems uncomplicated, the wife is more attractive than ever and the friends are the best in the world.
Wonderful.
What a good time!
But now the question is: will you feel better if after five glasses you take a few more?
In other words, will you feel more exuberant and will your wife be even more attractive and will your friends be more than best compared to after five glasses?
What is the difference between feeling good with five glasses of vodka or seven glasses of vodka?
The answer is of course that there is no difference.
A person drinks and gets in an excellent mood and as of that point it can’t get any better.
In fact, if one drinks substantially more after that, the awareness and the enjoyment of the mood disappear through the loss of conscience.
The famous cloud of alcohol the brains are drowning in.
Cousin Jerzek agreed: he feels perfect after five glasses and every glass more is not improving the way he feels.
At that moment Irena, cousin Jerzek’s beautiful wife, said something very correct.
She claimed that after five glasses of vodka the drinking goes on but controlled by the alcohol.
It is not the individual anymore who decides to have another glass.
It is the alcohol in the brains that plants the idea to have another one.
This is very true and the core of alcoholism.
Hence, it was suggested that each of us should be professional in drinking.
When feeling fantastic after five glasses the professionalism should kick in.
One should say to oneself: now I have reached the perfect level and no more booze is needed.
This way of handling drinking was new to cousin Jerzek.
Who is very open and accepting.
There is a plan to invite the now famous Polish singer Anna Wacura to the house this coming weekend to give a private concert.
Obviously vodka and wine will stream like the Volga.
Let’s see how professional everybody will be.
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Obviously this was coming from the amount of vodka he had been drinking with his two friends.
A few half a litre bottles.
This is not very good for his health.
To drink so much.
Only a few years ago he has had a heart attack.
He recuperated beautifully but swallows now every day a handful of pills.
And is unable to quit smoking.
Hence, today a gentle discussion about the use of alcohol was initiated.
And the thesis was put on the table that alcohol is fantastic.
Nothing wrong with it.
But one must drink in an intelligent way.
Therefore the question was asked how many glasses of vodka are needed to feel open, free and happy?
OK, let’s say five.
After five glasses of vodka the mood is exuberant, life seems uncomplicated, the wife is more attractive than ever and the friends are the best in the world.
Wonderful.
What a good time!
But now the question is: will you feel better if after five glasses you take a few more?
In other words, will you feel more exuberant and will your wife be even more attractive and will your friends be more than best compared to after five glasses?
What is the difference between feeling good with five glasses of vodka or seven glasses of vodka?
The answer is of course that there is no difference.
A person drinks and gets in an excellent mood and as of that point it can’t get any better.
In fact, if one drinks substantially more after that, the awareness and the enjoyment of the mood disappear through the loss of conscience.
The famous cloud of alcohol the brains are drowning in.
Cousin Jerzek agreed: he feels perfect after five glasses and every glass more is not improving the way he feels.
At that moment Irena, cousin Jerzek’s beautiful wife, said something very correct.
She claimed that after five glasses of vodka the drinking goes on but controlled by the alcohol.
It is not the individual anymore who decides to have another glass.
It is the alcohol in the brains that plants the idea to have another one.
This is very true and the core of alcoholism.
Hence, it was suggested that each of us should be professional in drinking.
When feeling fantastic after five glasses the professionalism should kick in.
One should say to oneself: now I have reached the perfect level and no more booze is needed.
This way of handling drinking was new to cousin Jerzek.
Who is very open and accepting.
There is a plan to invite the now famous Polish singer Anna Wacura to the house this coming weekend to give a private concert.
Obviously vodka and wine will stream like the Volga.
Let’s see how professional everybody will be.
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A fool on the dance floor
Sometimes things happen and the event is so absurd, spectacular, fascinating, embarrassing, surprising, idiotic and surrealistic that it is hardly possible to comprise it in a posting.
This can be said of what happened yesterday in the “Buzniz Klub” of Nowy Sacz in Poland.
Cousin Jerzek had announced we were all to go to a “show” that was taking place in the club.
What could a show be in a business club?
The fantasy filled this question in by already seeing beautiful singers and dancers.
Maybe a magician and some strippers would be included in the program as well?
But once arrived in the club it turned out it was a sales party of the Japanese company Nikken.
Organised by two women from Israël who had as a local representative the beautiful Anna Wacura.
At this point in the writing of the posting it is not sure yet if it will be about Nikken or about Anna Wacura.
Both deserve to be presented extensively in a posting to the fervent and loyal blog readers.
Let’s eliminate Nikken because maybe already many fervent and loyal blog readers know this company is a scam.
They sell so called health products based on the effects of magnetism.
With a pyramid system.
One must be really dumb to spend money on their stuff.
And even dumber are the people who believe they can become rich joining Nikken as a salesperson.
It is the perfect way to have persons in the pyramid higher up make money.
While the salesperson loses most of the friends in the process.
Anna Wacura is an aspiring singer.
But at 27 her career has not taken off really.
This is why she has turned to Nikken.
To try to make a living.
The “show” consisted of sales talks by Nikken fanatics to the people who had been so stupid to come.
But as a bonus Anna Wacura sang for everybody together with her sister Ewa.
And no doubts that Anna can sing.
She has a wonderful voice.
And on top, she has a strong and delicious stage presence.
One is surprised she is not on Polish TV yet.
But then it must be difficult, or hardly possible, to make a national or international singing career when based in the small southern town of Nowy Sacz in Poland.
As of December though she has a manager who claims to know Mick Jagger personally and says he is also the manager of Candy Dulfer, the famous saxophone player.
Sure, sure, a more experienced person will say and stop short of asking why he is in a god forlorn place like Nowy Sacz assisting in a Nikken sales party if he is so well connected?
When the presentation of the Nikken products and the impressive singing was over, the two sisters decided to sit down with the audience.
And, surprise, surprise, of all the tables with men and women, they decided to sit down with cousin Jerzek, his beautiful wife Irena, two business friends and the cousin from Mexico.
Hence, eye to eye with two impressive Polish beauty queens with golden throats.
And they learned from cousin Jerzek, who turned out to be their long time friend, that the Mexican visitor was a famous photographer.
So, Anna wanted to know from the sudden celebrity what was his opinion about her performance.
What to say, fervent and loyal blog readers?
That Nikken is a scam and that she better should not be involved with those crooks?
That her manager might have with her a good fuck but that he is a liar as well?
Obviously Anna is an ambitious girl with a huge potential.
Very talented.
But it all depends of the context she is in.
If she is in the right place, with the right people honestly assisting her, and this in the right time, a star is born.
She could be the Barbara Streisand of this century.
Hence, in the most diplomatic terms and staying as close to sincerity as possible, she was told of all the wonderful aspects of her performance that were observed.
As it was a melee of many people in the “Buzniz Klub” of Nowy Sacz in Poland, singer Anna Wacura would not stay at the table constantly.
Often she would have to go away but she would always come back to the side of the pioneering photographer.
Who had said such interesting things about her performance.
At whose table the mood was getting incredibly high due to the bottles of vodka that were consumed by cousin Jerzek and his friends.
More and more people were leaving the “Buzniz Klub” of Nowy Sacz in Poland and it was then remarked that Anna Wacura often disappeared into the kitchen of the joint.
As a salesperson for Nikken she had to pretend to have a healthy life and presence and could drink only magnetised water from special Nikken bottles in which is a magnetising filter.
Later it became clear what the frequent visits to the kitchen were all about.
This was revealed by cousin Jerzek who confessed he paid her glasses of red wine she was secretly consuming in between the pots and pans.
So Anna Wacura got in this special mood we all love so much.
Funny, free and fine.
To forget about reputation, Nikken, the manager and have fun!
Then Janusz, cousin Jerzek’s buddy, screamed:
Immediately the dance floor of the “Buzniz Klub” of Nowy Sacz in Poland was filled with the last of the few people still present.
But then a dramatic incident took place.
Everybody was elegantly swinging and rocking when Anna Wacura suddenly went to the dancing permanent pilgrim, grabbed him and pulled him to the centre of the dance floor right in between all the dancers.
She screamed:
Who absolutely panicked.
He freed himself of the over delicious but threatening embracing of the attractive singer and screamed:
“I am a free man and I would like to remain free!”.
What kind of neurotic behaviour was that?
What kind of obsession with personal freedom expressed unnecessarily?
Why fearing marriage and alimony already when only being grabbed by a beautiful lady on the dance floor for some sensual movements?
Come on, virginity was lost some time ago, no?
Miraculously, and this must have been absolutely the interference of God, suddenly, that very moment, the music stopped.
Some technical problem.
And this made all the dancers stand there like idiots.
Some still moving while no more rhythm was there to dictate and explain the swinging hips.
Soon after this dramatic event on the dance floor, the whole Nikken party left.
While cousin Jerzek ordered another bottle of Finlandia vodka.
By then Anna Wacura was really drunk.
And now she wanted pictures of herself with the international traveller.
She borrowed a small digital camera of one of the Nikken ladies who looked exactly like Scarlett Johansson.
After some friends had the beautiful couple photographed, in romantic poses, the camera was confiscated by the photographer himself.
Who knows the technique of self-portraits that may or may not include another person.
Just by stretching the long arm holding the camera in front.
It resulted in some spectacular shots but they are unfortunately in Scarlett Johansson’s camera.
Meanwhile the Nikken party, including the two Israeli women, were waiting downstairs in a taxi for Anna Wacura to come.
But she had no appetite to go.
She had too much fun.
Scarlett Johansson tried everything to make her come along.
But drunken people sometimes become obnoxious and the truth is of course that cousin Jerzek and his party didn’t want Anna to go either.
Seeing the impossibility and the ridicule of the situation, as a true gentleman and not being drunk, the pioneering photographer informed Scarlett that he would help her get Anna downstairs and into the taxi.
In the end, his credit with the beautiful singer had reached the level of the husband who is behind his wife no matter what.
So she listened to his sweet words.
And came along.
But it is no good idea to go down on stairs when wearing very high-heeled shoes in a state of serious drunkenness.
In so far as there had not been enough carnal caprioles between the two already, to assist her on the stairs involved holding her almost anywhere.
There was no other option.
Either it was holding her intimately or having her fall down the stairs.
What can a man do, dear fervent and loyal blog readers?
What would Baden Powell have recommended?
Exactly: prevent her from landing in hospital.
Hence, this advice from the founder of the Scouts was followed to precision.
In front of the building was a taxi waiting with the Nikken crew.
They were not happy.
Their local salesperson Anna Wacura, called the “wellness consultant”, had not been demonstrating exactly wellbeing in a way Nikken likes to promote.
But what a fun we had had and how well we beings were.
And how pissed off the Nikken’s were: needing a lot of magnetic healing to recuperate.
To learn more about Nikken, click on:
http://home.online.no/~warnckew/writings/english/nikken/
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This can be said of what happened yesterday in the “Buzniz Klub” of Nowy Sacz in Poland.
Cousin Jerzek had announced we were all to go to a “show” that was taking place in the club.
What could a show be in a business club?
The fantasy filled this question in by already seeing beautiful singers and dancers.
Maybe a magician and some strippers would be included in the program as well?
But once arrived in the club it turned out it was a sales party of the Japanese company Nikken.
Organised by two women from Israël who had as a local representative the beautiful Anna Wacura.
At this point in the writing of the posting it is not sure yet if it will be about Nikken or about Anna Wacura.
Both deserve to be presented extensively in a posting to the fervent and loyal blog readers.
Let’s eliminate Nikken because maybe already many fervent and loyal blog readers know this company is a scam.
They sell so called health products based on the effects of magnetism.
With a pyramid system.
One must be really dumb to spend money on their stuff.
And even dumber are the people who believe they can become rich joining Nikken as a salesperson.
It is the perfect way to have persons in the pyramid higher up make money.
While the salesperson loses most of the friends in the process.
Anna Wacura is an aspiring singer.
But at 27 her career has not taken off really.
This is why she has turned to Nikken.
To try to make a living.
The “show” consisted of sales talks by Nikken fanatics to the people who had been so stupid to come.
But as a bonus Anna Wacura sang for everybody together with her sister Ewa.
And no doubts that Anna can sing.
She has a wonderful voice.
And on top, she has a strong and delicious stage presence.
One is surprised she is not on Polish TV yet.
But then it must be difficult, or hardly possible, to make a national or international singing career when based in the small southern town of Nowy Sacz in Poland.
As of December though she has a manager who claims to know Mick Jagger personally and says he is also the manager of Candy Dulfer, the famous saxophone player.
Sure, sure, a more experienced person will say and stop short of asking why he is in a god forlorn place like Nowy Sacz assisting in a Nikken sales party if he is so well connected?
When the presentation of the Nikken products and the impressive singing was over, the two sisters decided to sit down with the audience.
And, surprise, surprise, of all the tables with men and women, they decided to sit down with cousin Jerzek, his beautiful wife Irena, two business friends and the cousin from Mexico.
Hence, eye to eye with two impressive Polish beauty queens with golden throats.
And they learned from cousin Jerzek, who turned out to be their long time friend, that the Mexican visitor was a famous photographer.
So, Anna wanted to know from the sudden celebrity what was his opinion about her performance.
What to say, fervent and loyal blog readers?
That Nikken is a scam and that she better should not be involved with those crooks?
That her manager might have with her a good fuck but that he is a liar as well?
Obviously Anna is an ambitious girl with a huge potential.
Very talented.
But it all depends of the context she is in.
If she is in the right place, with the right people honestly assisting her, and this in the right time, a star is born.
She could be the Barbara Streisand of this century.
Hence, in the most diplomatic terms and staying as close to sincerity as possible, she was told of all the wonderful aspects of her performance that were observed.
As it was a melee of many people in the “Buzniz Klub” of Nowy Sacz in Poland, singer Anna Wacura would not stay at the table constantly.
Often she would have to go away but she would always come back to the side of the pioneering photographer.
Who had said such interesting things about her performance.
At whose table the mood was getting incredibly high due to the bottles of vodka that were consumed by cousin Jerzek and his friends.
More and more people were leaving the “Buzniz Klub” of Nowy Sacz in Poland and it was then remarked that Anna Wacura often disappeared into the kitchen of the joint.
As a salesperson for Nikken she had to pretend to have a healthy life and presence and could drink only magnetised water from special Nikken bottles in which is a magnetising filter.
Later it became clear what the frequent visits to the kitchen were all about.
This was revealed by cousin Jerzek who confessed he paid her glasses of red wine she was secretly consuming in between the pots and pans.
So Anna Wacura got in this special mood we all love so much.
Funny, free and fine.
To forget about reputation, Nikken, the manager and have fun!
Then Janusz, cousin Jerzek’s buddy, screamed:
"Let’s dance".
Immediately the dance floor of the “Buzniz Klub” of Nowy Sacz in Poland was filled with the last of the few people still present.
But then a dramatic incident took place.
Everybody was elegantly swinging and rocking when Anna Wacura suddenly went to the dancing permanent pilgrim, grabbed him and pulled him to the centre of the dance floor right in between all the dancers.
She screamed:
"Let’s teach him some real Polish dancing!"
And she pushed her body against him as if they were lovers and made one of her legs step in between the photographer’s foundation.Who absolutely panicked.
He freed himself of the over delicious but threatening embracing of the attractive singer and screamed:
“I am a free man and I would like to remain free!”.
What kind of neurotic behaviour was that?
What kind of obsession with personal freedom expressed unnecessarily?
Why fearing marriage and alimony already when only being grabbed by a beautiful lady on the dance floor for some sensual movements?
Come on, virginity was lost some time ago, no?
Miraculously, and this must have been absolutely the interference of God, suddenly, that very moment, the music stopped.
Some technical problem.
And this made all the dancers stand there like idiots.
Some still moving while no more rhythm was there to dictate and explain the swinging hips.
Soon after this dramatic event on the dance floor, the whole Nikken party left.
While cousin Jerzek ordered another bottle of Finlandia vodka.
By then Anna Wacura was really drunk.
And now she wanted pictures of herself with the international traveller.
She borrowed a small digital camera of one of the Nikken ladies who looked exactly like Scarlett Johansson.
After some friends had the beautiful couple photographed, in romantic poses, the camera was confiscated by the photographer himself.
Who knows the technique of self-portraits that may or may not include another person.
Just by stretching the long arm holding the camera in front.
It resulted in some spectacular shots but they are unfortunately in Scarlett Johansson’s camera.
Meanwhile the Nikken party, including the two Israeli women, were waiting downstairs in a taxi for Anna Wacura to come.
But she had no appetite to go.
She had too much fun.
Scarlett Johansson tried everything to make her come along.
But drunken people sometimes become obnoxious and the truth is of course that cousin Jerzek and his party didn’t want Anna to go either.
Seeing the impossibility and the ridicule of the situation, as a true gentleman and not being drunk, the pioneering photographer informed Scarlett that he would help her get Anna downstairs and into the taxi.
In the end, his credit with the beautiful singer had reached the level of the husband who is behind his wife no matter what.
So she listened to his sweet words.
And came along.
But it is no good idea to go down on stairs when wearing very high-heeled shoes in a state of serious drunkenness.
In so far as there had not been enough carnal caprioles between the two already, to assist her on the stairs involved holding her almost anywhere.
There was no other option.
Either it was holding her intimately or having her fall down the stairs.
What can a man do, dear fervent and loyal blog readers?
What would Baden Powell have recommended?
Exactly: prevent her from landing in hospital.
Hence, this advice from the founder of the Scouts was followed to precision.
In front of the building was a taxi waiting with the Nikken crew.
They were not happy.
Their local salesperson Anna Wacura, called the “wellness consultant”, had not been demonstrating exactly wellbeing in a way Nikken likes to promote.
But what a fun we had had and how well we beings were.
And how pissed off the Nikken’s were: needing a lot of magnetic healing to recuperate.
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To learn more about Nikken, click on:
http://home.online.no/~warnckew/writings/english/nikken/
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Saturday, April 18, 2009
Friday, April 17, 2009
Throwing 5 billion
When watching the news on TV, one experiences in fact a constant stream of an emotion called indignation.
Because of all the injustice one sees.
A perfect source for a good load of indignation was the decision of rich countries made this week in Tokyo to donate 5 billion Dollars to Pakistan.
There are 173 million people living in Pakistan.
And they haven’t managed to make their country prosperous.
There is corruption and violence.
Never a Government is long in office because either the army interferes or a coup is staged.
The current leader of Pakistan is President Asif Ali Zardari, the widower of Benatir Bhutto who was assassinated.
President Asif Ali Zardari's, a man who has been in jail for many years condemned for corruption.
The problem many countries believe to have with Pakistan is that in the northwestern tribal areas a lawlessness exists in which the Taliban and Al Quaida can flourish.
It is believed that Osama Bin Laden is living over there and that the insurgence in Iraq and Afghanistan is orchestrated from that mountainous and inaccessible area.
Recently Pakistan President Asif Ali Zardari's has blackmailed the USA, Europe and Japan.
Saying that the situation in his country was completely out of control.
Due to the extreme Muslims in the northwest of his country.
Saying that if the rich countries wouldn’t give him money, the whole world would suffer of more and more Islamic terrorism.
This is how he got his 5 billion dollars.
In a time that the economy is in a recession, factories are closing, many people are losing their jobs and the stock market is painfully low.
What is all this money supposed to do for Pakistan?
It will be spend to build new schools.
New hospitals.
New infrastructure.
Equip and train the Pakistan army.
Thank you very much, many Pakistani will say.
They get a new school and hospital for free.
The idea is that if the comfort of the people improves, the Taliban will have less credit with the population.
This is based on the belief that people will follow the one who is handing out gifts.
Therefore the plan is to give more than the Taliban can.
This is of course a fundamental mistake.
A dramatic error in strategy.
First of all, the person responsible for the spending of the 5 billion dollars, the director for South Asia of the World Bank, has said that they will not spend the money in the areas of Pakistan where it is too dangerous.
Hence, it will be invested where it is not necessary.
Second, President Asif Ali Zardari's of Pakistan recently made an agreement with extremist Muslims who are ruling the northwestern part of his country called Malakand.
100 miles away from Pakistan’s capital Islamabad.
These extremist Muslims have now the power to rule their territory under Taliban Islamic law.
The feared Sharia.
And already, the first woman has been publicly flogged.
Under Taliban Islamic law women are not allowed to have a job or to go to the market, said the Taliban cleric Soofi Mohammad.
The floodgates for Talbanisation of Pakistan and consequently of Afghanistan has been opened.
And not even 5 billion dollars is going to stop it.
Because, and this is the third mistake of the agreement of Tokyo, it is not about money.
About new schools and hospitals.
About re-arming the Pakistan army.
It is about an extreme religion that promises and guarantees things that money can’t buy.
An extreme religion that settles the man-woman issue in a final and male favourable way.
The only way to counter extreme religions is to balance it with a philosophy of life that is stronger and better.
And that, dear fervent and loyal blog readers, the western world doesn’t have anymore.
They still do have money, but they have no more moral authority.
Western morality has been going down the drains.
The empire is collapsing.
The oak tree is hollowed inside and about to fall over.
The way to go is to let the Taliban free.
Let them do what they want.
Take the troops out of Iraq and Afghanistan and stop giving money.
Allow them to have it their way.
Meanwhile, start working on making the own house in order.
Clean up democracy.
Clean up capitalism.
And the public bathrooms.
.
Because of all the injustice one sees.
A perfect source for a good load of indignation was the decision of rich countries made this week in Tokyo to donate 5 billion Dollars to Pakistan.
There are 173 million people living in Pakistan.
And they haven’t managed to make their country prosperous.
There is corruption and violence.
Never a Government is long in office because either the army interferes or a coup is staged.
The current leader of Pakistan is President Asif Ali Zardari, the widower of Benatir Bhutto who was assassinated.
President Asif Ali Zardari's, a man who has been in jail for many years condemned for corruption.
The problem many countries believe to have with Pakistan is that in the northwestern tribal areas a lawlessness exists in which the Taliban and Al Quaida can flourish.
It is believed that Osama Bin Laden is living over there and that the insurgence in Iraq and Afghanistan is orchestrated from that mountainous and inaccessible area.
Recently Pakistan President Asif Ali Zardari's has blackmailed the USA, Europe and Japan.
Saying that the situation in his country was completely out of control.
Due to the extreme Muslims in the northwest of his country.
Saying that if the rich countries wouldn’t give him money, the whole world would suffer of more and more Islamic terrorism.
This is how he got his 5 billion dollars.
In a time that the economy is in a recession, factories are closing, many people are losing their jobs and the stock market is painfully low.
What is all this money supposed to do for Pakistan?
It will be spend to build new schools.
New hospitals.
New infrastructure.
Equip and train the Pakistan army.
Thank you very much, many Pakistani will say.
They get a new school and hospital for free.
The idea is that if the comfort of the people improves, the Taliban will have less credit with the population.
This is based on the belief that people will follow the one who is handing out gifts.
Therefore the plan is to give more than the Taliban can.
This is of course a fundamental mistake.
A dramatic error in strategy.
First of all, the person responsible for the spending of the 5 billion dollars, the director for South Asia of the World Bank, has said that they will not spend the money in the areas of Pakistan where it is too dangerous.
Hence, it will be invested where it is not necessary.
Second, President Asif Ali Zardari's of Pakistan recently made an agreement with extremist Muslims who are ruling the northwestern part of his country called Malakand.
100 miles away from Pakistan’s capital Islamabad.
These extremist Muslims have now the power to rule their territory under Taliban Islamic law.
The feared Sharia.
And already, the first woman has been publicly flogged.
Under Taliban Islamic law women are not allowed to have a job or to go to the market, said the Taliban cleric Soofi Mohammad.
The floodgates for Talbanisation of Pakistan and consequently of Afghanistan has been opened.
And not even 5 billion dollars is going to stop it.
Because, and this is the third mistake of the agreement of Tokyo, it is not about money.
About new schools and hospitals.
About re-arming the Pakistan army.
It is about an extreme religion that promises and guarantees things that money can’t buy.
An extreme religion that settles the man-woman issue in a final and male favourable way.
The only way to counter extreme religions is to balance it with a philosophy of life that is stronger and better.
And that, dear fervent and loyal blog readers, the western world doesn’t have anymore.
They still do have money, but they have no more moral authority.
Western morality has been going down the drains.
The empire is collapsing.
The oak tree is hollowed inside and about to fall over.
The way to go is to let the Taliban free.
Let them do what they want.
Take the troops out of Iraq and Afghanistan and stop giving money.
Allow them to have it their way.
Meanwhile, start working on making the own house in order.
Clean up democracy.
Clean up capitalism.
And the public bathrooms.
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Thursday, April 16, 2009
In love for a second
Dress code is decided by the presence of water.
This is clearly noticed when coming to the coast of a country.
Once people get on the beach, it is commonly agreed one can take off most of the clothes.
But there is a fine line there.
If the car is parked a five minutes walk from the beach, can a person in a bathing suit walk that distance?
Showing a dress code appropriate for the beach in the street?
It is probably decided by how much it bothers the person in the bathing suit.
If one is rather shy or considerate, a change of outfit will take place on the beach.
If one doesn’t care, the street is paraded in a bathing suit.
In the small town of Nowy Sacz in Poland there is no sea.
It is in the very south of Poland near the Tatra Mountains.
So, when it is a sunny day, the people can’t go to the beach and get a suntan.
And feel free and happy in a bathing suit.
However, there is a river streaming through town and its banks are covered with bushes and trees.
Hiding what one could take for beaches.
The local population of Nowy Sacz has accepted the river and its banks as the territory where the dress code of the beach is applicable.
A person in Nowy Sacz cannot sunbath in a bathing suit in the local park.
But it is no problem along the river.
By coincidence the house of cousin Jerzek is very near that river.
And by coincidence cousin Jerzek has a gigantic dog.
A female German shepherd.
Who by coincidence needs a walk every day.
Along the river.
By coincidence taken for the walk by the visiting pioneering photographer who has established a relationship with Saba, the German shepherd.
Hence, by coincidence, the peaceful walker and the vicious dog see what is going on along the river in Nowy Sacz, Poland.
Nothing special, fervent and loyal blog readers.
Just boys and girls, men and women in bathing suits.
Enjoying the sun.
Sometimes the beer they brought.
Or each other.
Until yesterday on the path along the river this incredible beautiful girl was met.
She was dressed in only a bikini top and very tight hotpants.
Showing the hilly landscape south of the belly bottom that was perforated with these Pacific pearls.
Unfortunately a silly looking boy accompanied her and more devastating was that they were even holding hands.
This is the usual reaction to such an observation because always when a representative of the opposite sex is met who passes the audition, the banal but irresistible feeling rises to want to possess that particular crown of creation.
It is not clear immediately for how long.
Could be anywhere between 30 minutes and 30 years.
But the silly looking boy is in the way.
Yes, yes, sure, sure, this attitude and response is condemnable and trailer park trash behaviour.
Like one still living in a cave.
But nevertheless it does come up in the mind and elsewhere and the person suffering of it is helpless and vulnerable.
And until now incorrectable.
Returned to the home of the cousin, at the dining table, a graphic report was presented to the family.
How on the road next to the river this girl had been walking dressed to dance on the stage of a nightclub.
While the bank of the river, serving as the beach, was probably too far away to justify the dress code.
“Oh come on, cousin Michel, don’t be so conservative!” cousin Jerzek said.
Exactly.
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This is clearly noticed when coming to the coast of a country.
Once people get on the beach, it is commonly agreed one can take off most of the clothes.
But there is a fine line there.
If the car is parked a five minutes walk from the beach, can a person in a bathing suit walk that distance?
Showing a dress code appropriate for the beach in the street?
It is probably decided by how much it bothers the person in the bathing suit.
If one is rather shy or considerate, a change of outfit will take place on the beach.
If one doesn’t care, the street is paraded in a bathing suit.
In the small town of Nowy Sacz in Poland there is no sea.
It is in the very south of Poland near the Tatra Mountains.
So, when it is a sunny day, the people can’t go to the beach and get a suntan.
And feel free and happy in a bathing suit.
However, there is a river streaming through town and its banks are covered with bushes and trees.
Hiding what one could take for beaches.
The local population of Nowy Sacz has accepted the river and its banks as the territory where the dress code of the beach is applicable.
A person in Nowy Sacz cannot sunbath in a bathing suit in the local park.
But it is no problem along the river.
By coincidence the house of cousin Jerzek is very near that river.
And by coincidence cousin Jerzek has a gigantic dog.
A female German shepherd.
Who by coincidence needs a walk every day.
Along the river.
By coincidence taken for the walk by the visiting pioneering photographer who has established a relationship with Saba, the German shepherd.
Hence, by coincidence, the peaceful walker and the vicious dog see what is going on along the river in Nowy Sacz, Poland.
Nothing special, fervent and loyal blog readers.
Just boys and girls, men and women in bathing suits.
Enjoying the sun.
Sometimes the beer they brought.
Or each other.
Until yesterday on the path along the river this incredible beautiful girl was met.
She was dressed in only a bikini top and very tight hotpants.
Showing the hilly landscape south of the belly bottom that was perforated with these Pacific pearls.
Unfortunately a silly looking boy accompanied her and more devastating was that they were even holding hands.
This is the usual reaction to such an observation because always when a representative of the opposite sex is met who passes the audition, the banal but irresistible feeling rises to want to possess that particular crown of creation.
It is not clear immediately for how long.
Could be anywhere between 30 minutes and 30 years.
But the silly looking boy is in the way.
Yes, yes, sure, sure, this attitude and response is condemnable and trailer park trash behaviour.
Like one still living in a cave.
But nevertheless it does come up in the mind and elsewhere and the person suffering of it is helpless and vulnerable.
And until now incorrectable.
Returned to the home of the cousin, at the dining table, a graphic report was presented to the family.
How on the road next to the river this girl had been walking dressed to dance on the stage of a nightclub.
While the bank of the river, serving as the beach, was probably too far away to justify the dress code.
“Oh come on, cousin Michel, don’t be so conservative!” cousin Jerzek said.
Exactly.
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Wednesday, April 15, 2009
Films Polish way
In countries certain things are done differently.
Like driving on the right side of the road.
In the UK, Japan and Guyana they drive on the left.
Like eating with fork and knife.
There are countries where they eat with their right hand or with chopsticks.
Like walking next to a lady.
In some countries she walks far behind him.
That is all very well and of course we respect local and national religions and customs.
But there is something in Poland we must really have serious doubts about.
Something worse than a woman having to walk in the dust of her husband.
Worse than driving on the left side of the road or eating with chopsticks.
It is the following terrible thing:
Many films are made in the English language.
A majority we can safely claim.
Now, this creates a problem in countries where the people do not understand English.
They see the film but they do not understand much due to the language.
Hence, there are three solutions applied.
One solution is sub-titling.
In the language of the audience a text appears at the lower end of the image where one can read what the actors and actresses say.
The other solution is to post-synchronize the film.
They keep the original sound track of the film but filter the voices out.
Instead they put in voices of new actors and actresses who say the text in the language of the particular country.
The thirds option is of course not to see the film at all.
This is not a joke because many very good films that are not in English never reach for that reason the American audience.
But the Poles have come up with something different.
They show films on TV that are not sub-titled nor post-synchronized.
What they do is to have a man talking calmly in Polish in a neutral and totally unemotional voice what the actors and actresses are saying.
One can hardly hear the actors and actresses nor even the sound effects of the film.
The only thing is the voice of this man.
This way of showing a film takes at least 60 % of the effects of the film away.
The actors and actresses in the original sound track use their talking as a way to express emotions.
It is an important part of their acting.
It is eliminated in Poland.
A most important part of a film is the soundtrack and its sound effects.
Also that is eliminated in Poland.
It is only this boring male voice one hears.
This important matter has been taken up with some Poles.
Don’t they think this is a ridiculous way of showing a movie?
The answer is: not at all.
They are so used to it that they think it is normal and OK.
A film is also an artistic product of talented artists.
The way Poles show a film is like showing a painting in the way that the audience only sees the sides.
It is so bad to see a film molested, raped and screwed the way they do in Poland, that not one minute is spend in front of the TV watching a movie.
While the family deeply enjoys a film on TV with the Polish voice-over, the pioneering photographer puts on headphones and continues his gigantic task of scanning over 500 images.
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Like driving on the right side of the road.
In the UK, Japan and Guyana they drive on the left.
Like eating with fork and knife.
There are countries where they eat with their right hand or with chopsticks.
Like walking next to a lady.
In some countries she walks far behind him.
That is all very well and of course we respect local and national religions and customs.
But there is something in Poland we must really have serious doubts about.
Something worse than a woman having to walk in the dust of her husband.
Worse than driving on the left side of the road or eating with chopsticks.
It is the following terrible thing:
Many films are made in the English language.
A majority we can safely claim.
Now, this creates a problem in countries where the people do not understand English.
They see the film but they do not understand much due to the language.
Hence, there are three solutions applied.
One solution is sub-titling.
In the language of the audience a text appears at the lower end of the image where one can read what the actors and actresses say.
The other solution is to post-synchronize the film.
They keep the original sound track of the film but filter the voices out.
Instead they put in voices of new actors and actresses who say the text in the language of the particular country.
The thirds option is of course not to see the film at all.
This is not a joke because many very good films that are not in English never reach for that reason the American audience.
But the Poles have come up with something different.
They show films on TV that are not sub-titled nor post-synchronized.
What they do is to have a man talking calmly in Polish in a neutral and totally unemotional voice what the actors and actresses are saying.
One can hardly hear the actors and actresses nor even the sound effects of the film.
The only thing is the voice of this man.
This way of showing a film takes at least 60 % of the effects of the film away.
The actors and actresses in the original sound track use their talking as a way to express emotions.
It is an important part of their acting.
It is eliminated in Poland.
A most important part of a film is the soundtrack and its sound effects.
Also that is eliminated in Poland.
It is only this boring male voice one hears.
This important matter has been taken up with some Poles.
Don’t they think this is a ridiculous way of showing a movie?
The answer is: not at all.
They are so used to it that they think it is normal and OK.
A film is also an artistic product of talented artists.
The way Poles show a film is like showing a painting in the way that the audience only sees the sides.
It is so bad to see a film molested, raped and screwed the way they do in Poland, that not one minute is spend in front of the TV watching a movie.
While the family deeply enjoys a film on TV with the Polish voice-over, the pioneering photographer puts on headphones and continues his gigantic task of scanning over 500 images.
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Tuesday, April 14, 2009
Cold pizzas
She was too self involved to be able to see the pictures in the photo book she was holding in her hands.
Instead, she was talking about herself only and desperately trying to neurotically remain the centre of attention.
This situation many fervent and loyal blog readers do remember from some postings ago.
A well proportioned dentist visiting the cousin in Nowy Sacz in Poland adding an interesting chapter to the life of the pioneering photographer.
As life takes good care of any one of us, this is if you allow life to do it by being flexible and have the river stream its course, the next night new friends came to visit the Polish cousin and his family.
A Polish-French couple.
She was working at the airport of Basel in Switzerland servicing private jets of famous people like Bono of U2.
While he had a company that was putting murals in large houses and hotels worldwide.
A patented technique for which images can be used.
He already knew of the work of the pioneering photographer and proposed to make use of his “PS-series” images for the large murals he was installing all over the world.
An interesting proposition with possible favourable financial rewards.
So one night a dentist comes and the next night a mural maker.
One has no interest whatsoever in the images and the other proposes to buy them.
How beautiful life keeps everything in balance.
Two remarkable things happened while the Polish-French couple was visiting.
They were drinking vodka.
One would expect that in Poland Polish people drink Polish vodka.
Not so.
One night it was vodka from Denmark.
And the other night vodka from Finland.
The French-Polish couple and the cousin were drinking Finlandia: 1 litre of vodka.
And finished the bottle.
Three people each having more than 333 cc of a liquid containing 40 % alcohol.
Nevertheless, they were not really getting drunk.
Somehow they stayed coherent.
Although the mood was exaltated.
At one point during the evening pizzas were ordered from Pizza Hut.
A chain of pizza restaurants also present in Poland.
The agreed time of delivery was 20.30 hours but no pizza boy was ringing the doorbell at the agreed time.
At 21.00 hours cousin Jerzek finally called Pizza Hut:
“Where are our pizzas? We are hungry!”
Pizza Hut explained their delivery car had broken down.
“Why didn’t you let us know”, cousin Jerzek asked rightly so.
Pizza Hut told that if we would come ourselves, we could pick up the ordered pizzas for free.
But all drivers knowing the way to Pizza Hut under the blanket from the vodka, only way was to ask Jerzek’s 23-year-old son Tomaszku to go and get the food.
The enterprising boy smelled his chance and charged to get the food his father the amount otherwise spend on the pizzas
Eventually the pizzas arrived.
Cold though.
Instead, she was talking about herself only and desperately trying to neurotically remain the centre of attention.
This situation many fervent and loyal blog readers do remember from some postings ago.
A well proportioned dentist visiting the cousin in Nowy Sacz in Poland adding an interesting chapter to the life of the pioneering photographer.
As life takes good care of any one of us, this is if you allow life to do it by being flexible and have the river stream its course, the next night new friends came to visit the Polish cousin and his family.
A Polish-French couple.
She was working at the airport of Basel in Switzerland servicing private jets of famous people like Bono of U2.
While he had a company that was putting murals in large houses and hotels worldwide.
A patented technique for which images can be used.
He already knew of the work of the pioneering photographer and proposed to make use of his “PS-series” images for the large murals he was installing all over the world.
An interesting proposition with possible favourable financial rewards.
So one night a dentist comes and the next night a mural maker.
One has no interest whatsoever in the images and the other proposes to buy them.
How beautiful life keeps everything in balance.
Two remarkable things happened while the Polish-French couple was visiting.
They were drinking vodka.
One would expect that in Poland Polish people drink Polish vodka.
Not so.
One night it was vodka from Denmark.
And the other night vodka from Finland.
The French-Polish couple and the cousin were drinking Finlandia: 1 litre of vodka.
And finished the bottle.
Three people each having more than 333 cc of a liquid containing 40 % alcohol.
Nevertheless, they were not really getting drunk.
Somehow they stayed coherent.
Although the mood was exaltated.
At one point during the evening pizzas were ordered from Pizza Hut.
A chain of pizza restaurants also present in Poland.
The agreed time of delivery was 20.30 hours but no pizza boy was ringing the doorbell at the agreed time.
At 21.00 hours cousin Jerzek finally called Pizza Hut:
“Where are our pizzas? We are hungry!”
Pizza Hut explained their delivery car had broken down.
“Why didn’t you let us know”, cousin Jerzek asked rightly so.
Pizza Hut told that if we would come ourselves, we could pick up the ordered pizzas for free.
But all drivers knowing the way to Pizza Hut under the blanket from the vodka, only way was to ask Jerzek’s 23-year-old son Tomaszku to go and get the food.
The enterprising boy smelled his chance and charged to get the food his father the amount otherwise spend on the pizzas
Eventually the pizzas arrived.
Cold though.
Monday, April 13, 2009
Foot shoot
On behalf of the fervent and loyal blog readers, may we ask what these pictures are about?
Why you went on Easter Monday to a place where they shoot pistols?
Eh?
I dun't knuw.
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The child within whining
Because of Easter it is a coming and going of family and friends in the house of the cousin in the small town of Nowy Sacz in Poland.
Who are all most pleased to meet a person related to them who comes from far away.
But who doesn’t speak Polish and after a polite 5 minutes of chatting in either English, German or French, quickly the conversation changes into Polish.
That always becomes lively but someone who doesn’t understand Polish has no clue what they are talking about.
If it goes on too long and the presence serves no more purpose and it all becomes very boring, it is no problem for anybody when there is a retreat and the job of scanning negatives is continued.
Yesterday a couple came for tea but that soon changed for whiskey.
She was what is called a well-proportioned lady.
In other words, a fat woman.
A local dentist and single.
He was her brother in law and a graphic designer: lean and athletic.
How loud and dominating this woman was.
Later cousin Jerzek explained she was single because until now she considered no man good enough for her.
At a certain moment cousin Jerzek proudly put 3 of the photo books of the family photographer on the table for the visitors to see.
As the following conversation was all in Polish, obviously the role of observer of the situation was the only thing left to do.
Usually people ask questions when they see the books or the comments are understood.
But this time it was like being in a cocoon.
Where emotions were reaching anger level.
This was not because of the man.
He had told he had been studying at the Academy of the Arts in Cracow, Poland.
Hence, he had a certain artistic background.
And this could be seen.
Carefully he turned the pages of the books and studied every image he saw.
Obviously he had never seen this kind of photography and his body language said he was surprised and amused.
However, the woman had a book and turned the pages but without looking at the images at all.
She was just talking with this loud voice and watching the persons listening to her.
Telling stories how she is in competition with another local female dentist.
Having zero interest in the photo book.
This made the author rage.
Getting very upset with that lady.
To see a book, made by the person present, and then so clearly show disinterest and disdain was too much to take.
Some people have temperament.
Which means a sudden rising of emotions triggered by an event.
It is like hand warm water suddenly starts to be boiling hot.
And this blinds the temperamental person who consequently does things later deeply regretted.
The thought came up, while in the boiling water, to stand up, go to the fat lady, rip the book from her hands and say:
“You are not worth to see my books”.
However, this would have been completely in violation with the spiritual side and with all the philosophies that are sold here on the website and in the many e-mails to dear friends.
Therefore the technique learned from yoga teacher Kixe Grau in Cadaques, Spain was adapted.
To breathe deeply in and let the air go out slowly and become centred again.
Therefore the teachings learned from wise and balanced friend Karine Versluis were adapted.
To realize that each person has a way in life and that your own way and that of others should be respected and not mixed up.
It was an arduous experience.
The childish side inside who wants everybody to love the books and praise them as the best.
And the grown up side that accepts that every person has a way and that this should not affect the own mountain to climb.
This experience showed there is still a child inside.
Who doesn’t get in the way anymore.
.
Who are all most pleased to meet a person related to them who comes from far away.
But who doesn’t speak Polish and after a polite 5 minutes of chatting in either English, German or French, quickly the conversation changes into Polish.
That always becomes lively but someone who doesn’t understand Polish has no clue what they are talking about.
If it goes on too long and the presence serves no more purpose and it all becomes very boring, it is no problem for anybody when there is a retreat and the job of scanning negatives is continued.
Yesterday a couple came for tea but that soon changed for whiskey.
She was what is called a well-proportioned lady.
In other words, a fat woman.
A local dentist and single.
He was her brother in law and a graphic designer: lean and athletic.
How loud and dominating this woman was.
Later cousin Jerzek explained she was single because until now she considered no man good enough for her.
At a certain moment cousin Jerzek proudly put 3 of the photo books of the family photographer on the table for the visitors to see.
As the following conversation was all in Polish, obviously the role of observer of the situation was the only thing left to do.
Usually people ask questions when they see the books or the comments are understood.
But this time it was like being in a cocoon.
Where emotions were reaching anger level.
This was not because of the man.
He had told he had been studying at the Academy of the Arts in Cracow, Poland.
Hence, he had a certain artistic background.
And this could be seen.
Carefully he turned the pages of the books and studied every image he saw.
Obviously he had never seen this kind of photography and his body language said he was surprised and amused.
However, the woman had a book and turned the pages but without looking at the images at all.
She was just talking with this loud voice and watching the persons listening to her.
Telling stories how she is in competition with another local female dentist.
Having zero interest in the photo book.
This made the author rage.
Getting very upset with that lady.
To see a book, made by the person present, and then so clearly show disinterest and disdain was too much to take.
Some people have temperament.
Which means a sudden rising of emotions triggered by an event.
It is like hand warm water suddenly starts to be boiling hot.
And this blinds the temperamental person who consequently does things later deeply regretted.
The thought came up, while in the boiling water, to stand up, go to the fat lady, rip the book from her hands and say:
“You are not worth to see my books”.
However, this would have been completely in violation with the spiritual side and with all the philosophies that are sold here on the website and in the many e-mails to dear friends.
Therefore the technique learned from yoga teacher Kixe Grau in Cadaques, Spain was adapted.
To breathe deeply in and let the air go out slowly and become centred again.
Therefore the teachings learned from wise and balanced friend Karine Versluis were adapted.
To realize that each person has a way in life and that your own way and that of others should be respected and not mixed up.
It was an arduous experience.
The childish side inside who wants everybody to love the books and praise them as the best.
And the grown up side that accepts that every person has a way and that this should not affect the own mountain to climb.
This experience showed there is still a child inside.
Who doesn’t get in the way anymore.
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Saturday, April 11, 2009
Golden years
In the early morning, when everybody is still deep asleep, when the first light of the day is making the birds sing, it feels it is time to rise and shine.
A warm shower including washing the now long hair.
And putting cream on a skin that is more and more drying out.
A Centrum pill is swallowed while preparing a bowl of muesli, a glass of orange juice and a pot of strong black Ceylon tea.
On the large dining table everything is placed and also the MacBook connected to a high speed Internet system.
This is a great moment of the day.
While in a beautiful house with loving family and having all the comfort imaginable, everything is there to reply e-mails, check websites and write texts in a relaxed and splendid way.
Later the wife of the cousin will come, as she is the first of the family to wake up.
To start working in the kitchen.
It is only much later that the cousin comes out of bed.
He is a guy who has a life that he can wake up when he likes.
And always, every morning, he is whistling and singing.
And wishing good morning when seeing the hard working cousin from Mexico with maximum enthusiasm.
A morning coffee is enjoyed with the Polish cousin while he has his breakfast.
Chatting and laughing: in this happy house many jokes are cracked.
And then it is time to move upstairs.
Where is the atelier to work.
An Epson scanner and the books containing all the negatives spanning over 30 years.
The job now is to scan over 500 negatives that are the sequences to be published soon in the book “Sequences: the ultimate selection”.
First the negatives must be found and this is made more easy as on the boxes in which are the books is written the date and numbers.
And in every book is a list what is on the 30 to 40 films.
It is a job for a monk.
Very meditative and needing high concentration.
To scan properly and most importantly, to save the files in a proper place.
So that later the designer of the book, Henrik Barents, can easily find them back and know the data of each sequence.
This daily program is standard for the next two weeks.
Interrupted only by family and friends visiting, dinners and lunches.
.
A warm shower including washing the now long hair.
And putting cream on a skin that is more and more drying out.
A Centrum pill is swallowed while preparing a bowl of muesli, a glass of orange juice and a pot of strong black Ceylon tea.
On the large dining table everything is placed and also the MacBook connected to a high speed Internet system.
This is a great moment of the day.
While in a beautiful house with loving family and having all the comfort imaginable, everything is there to reply e-mails, check websites and write texts in a relaxed and splendid way.
Later the wife of the cousin will come, as she is the first of the family to wake up.
To start working in the kitchen.
It is only much later that the cousin comes out of bed.
He is a guy who has a life that he can wake up when he likes.
And always, every morning, he is whistling and singing.
And wishing good morning when seeing the hard working cousin from Mexico with maximum enthusiasm.
A morning coffee is enjoyed with the Polish cousin while he has his breakfast.
Chatting and laughing: in this happy house many jokes are cracked.
And then it is time to move upstairs.
Where is the atelier to work.
An Epson scanner and the books containing all the negatives spanning over 30 years.
The job now is to scan over 500 negatives that are the sequences to be published soon in the book “Sequences: the ultimate selection”.
First the negatives must be found and this is made more easy as on the boxes in which are the books is written the date and numbers.
And in every book is a list what is on the 30 to 40 films.
It is a job for a monk.
Very meditative and needing high concentration.
To scan properly and most importantly, to save the files in a proper place.
So that later the designer of the book, Henrik Barents, can easily find them back and know the data of each sequence.
This daily program is standard for the next two weeks.
Interrupted only by family and friends visiting, dinners and lunches.
Golden years, Golden years, Golden years
Dont let me hear you say lifes taking you nowhere
Come get up
Look at that sky, lifes begun
Nights are warm and the days are young
Come get up
Last night they loved you, opening doors and pulling some strings
Come get up
In walked luck and you looked in time
Never look back, walk tall, act fine
Come get up
Some of these days, and it wont be long
Gonna drive back down where you once belonged
In the back of a dream car twenty foot long
Dont cry my sweet, dont break my heart
Doing all right, but you gotta get smart
Wish upon, wish upon, day upon day, I believe oh lord
I believe all the way
Come get up
Run for the shadows, run for the shadows, run for the shadows in these golden years
“Golden years”, David Bowie.
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Risk free womanizing
A hiccup in the planning of the book “Sequences: the ultimate selection”.
All the negatives of the sequences need to be scanned.
About 500.
However, in order to scan properly the sizes must be known of the scans to make.
This information is not available yet and therefore the immense job has not been started yet.
The negatives of the sequences are safely in the house of the cousin in Nowy Sacz, Poland.
The house famous with many fervent and loyal blog readers for its luxurious bathroom.
Where it is wonderful to stay, surrounded by loving family, but where equilibrium has to be found for not being able to scan yet.
Meanwhile deep reflection is performed for a response to yesterday’s posting.
In there a lunch was described in Amsterdam, the Netherlands with a beautiful lady with blond curly hair.
She has been sending a message saying that her lunch companion is a fervent and loyal womanizer.
Now, as many male fervent and loyal blog readers will know, when a woman tells you that you are a womanizer it all depends who exactly is saying it.
And how.
Is it said with a smile on the face?
Or is she deadly serious?
Is it a discontent and disappointed woman cheated too often or is it a woman who is in control?
Is it an accusation or is it a compliment?
Hence, is it positive or is it negative?
In this case it is absolutely positive.
It is not intended as a condemnation followed by being banned to Saint Helena.
To the contrary.
This very lady, exceptional already as she is, is entertained when charmed by certain men.
Easy for her because she is so totally balanced within herself that she will never fall over.
It is risk free for both.
This is the best for a woman and a man.
Because he can charm and she can be charmed simply and only for the enjoyment of both.
.
All the negatives of the sequences need to be scanned.
About 500.
However, in order to scan properly the sizes must be known of the scans to make.
This information is not available yet and therefore the immense job has not been started yet.
The negatives of the sequences are safely in the house of the cousin in Nowy Sacz, Poland.
The house famous with many fervent and loyal blog readers for its luxurious bathroom.
Where it is wonderful to stay, surrounded by loving family, but where equilibrium has to be found for not being able to scan yet.
Meanwhile deep reflection is performed for a response to yesterday’s posting.
In there a lunch was described in Amsterdam, the Netherlands with a beautiful lady with blond curly hair.
She has been sending a message saying that her lunch companion is a fervent and loyal womanizer.
Now, as many male fervent and loyal blog readers will know, when a woman tells you that you are a womanizer it all depends who exactly is saying it.
And how.
Is it said with a smile on the face?
Or is she deadly serious?
Is it a discontent and disappointed woman cheated too often or is it a woman who is in control?
Is it an accusation or is it a compliment?
Hence, is it positive or is it negative?
In this case it is absolutely positive.
It is not intended as a condemnation followed by being banned to Saint Helena.
To the contrary.
This very lady, exceptional already as she is, is entertained when charmed by certain men.
Easy for her because she is so totally balanced within herself that she will never fall over.
It is risk free for both.
This is the best for a woman and a man.
Because he can charm and she can be charmed simply and only for the enjoyment of both.
.
Thursday, April 9, 2009
A kaleidoscopic Casanova.
As if this blog was a ship in front of the coast of Somalia, yesterday it was somehow high jacked by two individuals called John and Don.
Probably these two men are fervent and loyal blog readers but, as we learned, obscure and vulgar as well.
The management of this blog would like to apologise to all the true fervent and loyal blog readers for the awful inconvenience that occurred yesterday.
It is promised that extra measures will be taken so that this kind of digital pirating is absolutely avoided.
Because it should not have happened.
The respected fervent and loyal blog readers are not supposed to be confronted by the chitchat of some ignorant and ignoble guys.
Who have not much to say as to comment on something that they consume every day for free.
And who probably don’t understand half of the postings anyway.
Because it is about subjects that cannot fit in the small frame of their minds.
These two men, John and Don, complained for example that two subjects for postings are missing for a while.
Politics and women.
Although they are just brute intruders: they do have a point.
Indeed, politics and women have not been coming up as a subject recently and many fervent and loyal blog readers will have been noticing this as well.
In the field of politics it is rather understandable that no postings are published anymore.
There is a new American President and he is not doing much that serves a critical observer ammunition to shoot.
Of course the President is on a spending spree never seen in history before, delivering his country into the pockets of the Chinese and burdening the generations to come with incredible debts to pay.
But not much else critical can be said about Mr. Obama who looks like a lama.
The other subject John and Don were complaining of not being able to read much about anymore was women. However, sources close to the person responsible for this blog whisper, that he is very much involved with women.
He has been seen lunching for 3 hours in a fancy Amsterdam restaurant with a most beautiful woman only two days ago.
A stunning blond with curly hair, an athletic body and most importantly, an impressing charming and charismatic personality.
It seems he has been travelling with her in the past.
Several times this extraordinary woman was furiously blushing and we can only guess what he must have been telling to her to have this stunning phenomenon happen with that kind of a balanced and harmonious woman.
But then yesterday detectives spotted him talking to an urban planner from Zakopane for 2 hours.
A Polish woman also of an incredible beauty in the heart and fortunately in her physical presentation as well.
Both women were seen being kissed and embraced and this must explain why people like John and Don are not reading anything about women on this blog anymore.
Obviously too many things are going on at the same time.
Either there are too many events with women to report on.
Or reporting about all the experiences with those women would confuse the readers too much.
Or, and this is where the suspicion goes, the idea is alive that blogwriter expects that the women involved read the blog as well and are therefore protected from getting jealous.
If they don’t read about the adventures of the kaleidoscopic Casanova, they are lullabyed into dreaming they are the only ones.
Expert observers know much more is going on than is being reported on this blog.
In fact, a blog could be written about what is not in this blog.
And a third blog could be published about all the bending and breaking of reality that is done here.
Creating willingly confusion, hallucinations and misconceptions.
Poor John and Don.
They think they have a place here.
But there is nothing but words.
.
Probably these two men are fervent and loyal blog readers but, as we learned, obscure and vulgar as well.
The management of this blog would like to apologise to all the true fervent and loyal blog readers for the awful inconvenience that occurred yesterday.
It is promised that extra measures will be taken so that this kind of digital pirating is absolutely avoided.
Because it should not have happened.
The respected fervent and loyal blog readers are not supposed to be confronted by the chitchat of some ignorant and ignoble guys.
Who have not much to say as to comment on something that they consume every day for free.
And who probably don’t understand half of the postings anyway.
Because it is about subjects that cannot fit in the small frame of their minds.
These two men, John and Don, complained for example that two subjects for postings are missing for a while.
Politics and women.
Although they are just brute intruders: they do have a point.
Indeed, politics and women have not been coming up as a subject recently and many fervent and loyal blog readers will have been noticing this as well.
In the field of politics it is rather understandable that no postings are published anymore.
There is a new American President and he is not doing much that serves a critical observer ammunition to shoot.
Of course the President is on a spending spree never seen in history before, delivering his country into the pockets of the Chinese and burdening the generations to come with incredible debts to pay.
But not much else critical can be said about Mr. Obama who looks like a lama.
The other subject John and Don were complaining of not being able to read much about anymore was women. However, sources close to the person responsible for this blog whisper, that he is very much involved with women.
He has been seen lunching for 3 hours in a fancy Amsterdam restaurant with a most beautiful woman only two days ago.
A stunning blond with curly hair, an athletic body and most importantly, an impressing charming and charismatic personality.
It seems he has been travelling with her in the past.
Several times this extraordinary woman was furiously blushing and we can only guess what he must have been telling to her to have this stunning phenomenon happen with that kind of a balanced and harmonious woman.
But then yesterday detectives spotted him talking to an urban planner from Zakopane for 2 hours.
A Polish woman also of an incredible beauty in the heart and fortunately in her physical presentation as well.
Both women were seen being kissed and embraced and this must explain why people like John and Don are not reading anything about women on this blog anymore.
Obviously too many things are going on at the same time.
Either there are too many events with women to report on.
Or reporting about all the experiences with those women would confuse the readers too much.
Or, and this is where the suspicion goes, the idea is alive that blogwriter expects that the women involved read the blog as well and are therefore protected from getting jealous.
If they don’t read about the adventures of the kaleidoscopic Casanova, they are lullabyed into dreaming they are the only ones.
Expert observers know much more is going on than is being reported on this blog.
In fact, a blog could be written about what is not in this blog.
And a third blog could be published about all the bending and breaking of reality that is done here.
Creating willingly confusion, hallucinations and misconceptions.
Poor John and Don.
They think they have a place here.
But there is nothing but words.
.
Wednesday, April 8, 2009
John and Ron twittering
Hi John.
Ron, how are you?
He is now in Holland.
That’s what I understand as well.
He is rather busy.
And successful too: getting two book deals.
He is a smart fellow.
Too smart sometimes.
Yeah, remember all that nonsense he wrote about politics?
That stopped fortunately: how he bashed George Bush!
But, John, do you realize he’s also not writing anymore about women?
You are right, Ron, I haven’t realized that: what is going on?
Maybe he has a girlfriend now but doesn’t want to share her with us readers?
He a girlfriend? Are you kidding?
That guy grabs any hot ass to take the next train.
Like a sailor.
Like a sailor, in every harbour a sweetheart.
How I envy the guy!
I can imagine you say that with your Betsy in your bed for 27 years now.
Shut up, John.
It seems he is now on his way to Poland.
He is on his way all the time.
Yeah, but now to his cousin.
And the Polish girls, hahaha.
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Ron, how are you?
He is now in Holland.
That’s what I understand as well.
He is rather busy.
And successful too: getting two book deals.
He is a smart fellow.
Too smart sometimes.
Yeah, remember all that nonsense he wrote about politics?
That stopped fortunately: how he bashed George Bush!
But, John, do you realize he’s also not writing anymore about women?
You are right, Ron, I haven’t realized that: what is going on?
Maybe he has a girlfriend now but doesn’t want to share her with us readers?
He a girlfriend? Are you kidding?
That guy grabs any hot ass to take the next train.
Like a sailor.
Like a sailor, in every harbour a sweetheart.
How I envy the guy!
I can imagine you say that with your Betsy in your bed for 27 years now.
Shut up, John.
It seems he is now on his way to Poland.
He is on his way all the time.
Yeah, but now to his cousin.
And the Polish girls, hahaha.
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Tuesday, April 7, 2009
Two in two throws
A most beautiful thing was observed yesterday.
It happened during the meeting with a book publisher who was asked for an appointment to discuss possibly publishing the photo book of the project “The most beautiful people in the world”.
Present were also the designer of the book, Teun van der Heijden; a good friend who is the mentor of the project “The most beautiful people in the world” and the marketing manager.
The book publisher is having a hard time like all book publishers have.
Book sales have dropped tremendously and it is hardly possible to initiate and produce new book projects.
People buy less books and banks give less credit.
A vicious circle killing the book publishers.
Therefore, one could conclude that it is now the worst time to try to publish a photo book.
But what could the photographer of the project “The most beautiful people in the world” do?
Wait some years with the images and texts for better times?
Or just try anyway?
The appointment with the book publisher was carefully prepared.
The mentor had been seeing him about the project “The most beautiful people in the world” some months ago.
The book designer is a friend of the publisher and has been talking with him about the project.
Hence, an appointment was granted.
Many candidates aspiring to publish a book do not even get an appointment.
It happened in a large room a little lower than the level of the water in the Amsterdam canal that could be seen from the window.
Creating a strange feeling of awareness and inspiring the imagination to see a picture of a meeting with everybody up to the knees into the water.
The book publisher got a briefing by the different persons about the background of the project “The most beautiful people in the world”.
And then the big moment.
The designer presented the publisher the dummy: the prototype of the book.
During the time the publisher saw the book, a total transformation took place in him.
That was most beautiful to observe.
And has been witnessed more often when someone sees the results of the project “The most beautiful people in the world”.
The book publisher was tired, sceptical and hesitant.
Not planning to start anything new nor ready to jump into anything.
But while seeing the book he changed completely.
One could see him getting fascinated, becoming positive and optimistic.
And finally loving the book.
Saying he liked it a lot and would wish to publish it worldwide.
This was the best success possible.
Confirming again the cluster theory: within one week two book deals are made now.
Next, there was a conversation that took three hours.
To publish a photo book worldwide is an adventure with many aspects.
That concerns only one thing: money.
However, now it is clear it is going to happen.
.
It happened during the meeting with a book publisher who was asked for an appointment to discuss possibly publishing the photo book of the project “The most beautiful people in the world”.
Present were also the designer of the book, Teun van der Heijden; a good friend who is the mentor of the project “The most beautiful people in the world” and the marketing manager.
The book publisher is having a hard time like all book publishers have.
Book sales have dropped tremendously and it is hardly possible to initiate and produce new book projects.
People buy less books and banks give less credit.
A vicious circle killing the book publishers.
Therefore, one could conclude that it is now the worst time to try to publish a photo book.
But what could the photographer of the project “The most beautiful people in the world” do?
Wait some years with the images and texts for better times?
Or just try anyway?
The appointment with the book publisher was carefully prepared.
The mentor had been seeing him about the project “The most beautiful people in the world” some months ago.
The book designer is a friend of the publisher and has been talking with him about the project.
Hence, an appointment was granted.
Many candidates aspiring to publish a book do not even get an appointment.
It happened in a large room a little lower than the level of the water in the Amsterdam canal that could be seen from the window.
Creating a strange feeling of awareness and inspiring the imagination to see a picture of a meeting with everybody up to the knees into the water.
The book publisher got a briefing by the different persons about the background of the project “The most beautiful people in the world”.
And then the big moment.
The designer presented the publisher the dummy: the prototype of the book.
During the time the publisher saw the book, a total transformation took place in him.
That was most beautiful to observe.
And has been witnessed more often when someone sees the results of the project “The most beautiful people in the world”.
The book publisher was tired, sceptical and hesitant.
Not planning to start anything new nor ready to jump into anything.
But while seeing the book he changed completely.
One could see him getting fascinated, becoming positive and optimistic.
And finally loving the book.
Saying he liked it a lot and would wish to publish it worldwide.
This was the best success possible.
Confirming again the cluster theory: within one week two book deals are made now.
Next, there was a conversation that took three hours.
To publish a photo book worldwide is an adventure with many aspects.
That concerns only one thing: money.
However, now it is clear it is going to happen.
.
A busy bee bhotographer
Yesterday was another remarkable moment in the life of the pioneering photographer.
The photo-book of the project “The most beautiful people in the world” was presented by the designer Teun van der Heijden to the busy bee bhotographer.
This in the presence of his beautiful wife Sandra and great friend Gerrit Jan Wolffensperger.
In the beautiful restaurant of the Hotel Americain, a fabulous art deco place in the very centre of Amsterdam.
The designer and the photographer had never met.
The contact so far had been by e-mail and Skype.
But both come from the same region in the Netherlands and when one listens carefully it will be noticed that both speak with a vague reference to the regional dialect.
At one point the dummy of the photo-book of the project “The most beautiful people in the world” was placed carefully on the table.
A great shock in fact.
“What have I done?”, flashed through the mind.
And the realization that more than four years of hard work had found a beautiful destination.
The photo-book of the project “The most beautiful people in the world” is stunning, according to everyone present.
It is unusual as it has pages that fold out.
Not only to see the images as a series.
The folding open of the pages plays also an important role in entering the very private life of the persons documented.
This results in a high intimacy between the user of the photo book and the persons presented in it.
It is all very human, personal and close.
Now, the next step is to find a worldwide publisher.
For this there will be a meeting this afternoon.
The designer Teun van der Heijden and several other people involved will meet a publisher from the Netherlands who is in a network of international photo book publishers.
This will be a meeting to see how he responds to the new photo book.
And to learn if he has any ideas how to market it.
However, this publisher will not be the only one that will get the opportunity to see the photo-book of the project “The most beautiful people in the world”.
Several other book publishers, including one from the USA and the UK, will be approached through contacts we have.
And the expectation is that at one point somehow and with someone a deal will be made.
Hence, at this moment in time nothing is truly happening with the photo-book of the project “The most beautiful people in the world”.
It can be that in a short while a mega deal for worldwide publication is signed.
But it also can be that nothing comes of it.
This makes it of course extremely exciting.
Everybody involved now is trying desperately to control the expectation because it feels that what we have now has a very high chance to be globally successful.
But you never know for sure.
.
The photo-book of the project “The most beautiful people in the world” was presented by the designer Teun van der Heijden to the busy bee bhotographer.
This in the presence of his beautiful wife Sandra and great friend Gerrit Jan Wolffensperger.
In the beautiful restaurant of the Hotel Americain, a fabulous art deco place in the very centre of Amsterdam.
The designer and the photographer had never met.
The contact so far had been by e-mail and Skype.
But both come from the same region in the Netherlands and when one listens carefully it will be noticed that both speak with a vague reference to the regional dialect.
At one point the dummy of the photo-book of the project “The most beautiful people in the world” was placed carefully on the table.
A great shock in fact.
“What have I done?”, flashed through the mind.
And the realization that more than four years of hard work had found a beautiful destination.
The photo-book of the project “The most beautiful people in the world” is stunning, according to everyone present.
It is unusual as it has pages that fold out.
Not only to see the images as a series.
The folding open of the pages plays also an important role in entering the very private life of the persons documented.
This results in a high intimacy between the user of the photo book and the persons presented in it.
It is all very human, personal and close.
Now, the next step is to find a worldwide publisher.
For this there will be a meeting this afternoon.
The designer Teun van der Heijden and several other people involved will meet a publisher from the Netherlands who is in a network of international photo book publishers.
This will be a meeting to see how he responds to the new photo book.
And to learn if he has any ideas how to market it.
However, this publisher will not be the only one that will get the opportunity to see the photo-book of the project “The most beautiful people in the world”.
Several other book publishers, including one from the USA and the UK, will be approached through contacts we have.
And the expectation is that at one point somehow and with someone a deal will be made.
Hence, at this moment in time nothing is truly happening with the photo-book of the project “The most beautiful people in the world”.
It can be that in a short while a mega deal for worldwide publication is signed.
But it also can be that nothing comes of it.
This makes it of course extremely exciting.
Everybody involved now is trying desperately to control the expectation because it feels that what we have now has a very high chance to be globally successful.
But you never know for sure.
.
Sunday, April 5, 2009
Going Dutch
Maybe many fervent and loyal blog readers, when reflecting a day, recognise a feeling that it was beautiful?
Full of wonderful experiences?
This feeling strongly occurred when walking back to the apartment along the canals of Amsterdam, the Netherlands last night.
After a day full of meetings with friends and family.
A trip was made to the city of ‘s-Hertogenbosch.
A city in the south of the Netherlands, a one-hour train ride away from Amsterdam.
A meeting was arranged with a photographer with who has been studied at the art school.
A fellow student who became a long time friend and colleague.
This photographer also works autonomously and uncommercially.
Which makes it very interesting to exchange ideas and experiences and learn from each other.
And to support one another as the way we choose to work is more and more difficult to be successful.
The appointment was in a factory that has been rebuild into a cultural centre.
The “Verkade Fabriek”.
A marvellous building that has been restored very well and that many people like to visit.
To eat or drink.
To go to the movies, a concert or the theatre.
Or to see exhibitions.
Soon another person joined the conversation.
A film editor from Rotterdam.
And this gave extreme dynamic to the conversation.
Fast and furious, but often funny also.
In the Dutch language and after not having spoken it for one year it was an ultimate test how many words were still in the brain cells.
Later another photographer joined the company.
The Netherlands is a small country and easily one meets an acquaintance.
That night, back in Amsterdam, a dinner with the brother in law in the beautiful first class baroque restaurant of Central Station.
A man with who a very intense emotional relationship is flourishing.
And again conversations as only can be had while in the Netherlands.
No limitations for language.
And a kind of home feeling how to relate.
In this very specific way Dutch people deal with each other.
The experiences of the day gave therefore a sensation of ultimate happiness and harmony.
To land on the bed in the apartment to watch some silly talk show on TV.
In the Dutch language.
.
Full of wonderful experiences?
This feeling strongly occurred when walking back to the apartment along the canals of Amsterdam, the Netherlands last night.
After a day full of meetings with friends and family.
A trip was made to the city of ‘s-Hertogenbosch.
A city in the south of the Netherlands, a one-hour train ride away from Amsterdam.
A meeting was arranged with a photographer with who has been studied at the art school.
A fellow student who became a long time friend and colleague.
This photographer also works autonomously and uncommercially.
Which makes it very interesting to exchange ideas and experiences and learn from each other.
And to support one another as the way we choose to work is more and more difficult to be successful.
The appointment was in a factory that has been rebuild into a cultural centre.
The “Verkade Fabriek”.
A marvellous building that has been restored very well and that many people like to visit.
To eat or drink.
To go to the movies, a concert or the theatre.
Or to see exhibitions.
Soon another person joined the conversation.
A film editor from Rotterdam.
And this gave extreme dynamic to the conversation.
Fast and furious, but often funny also.
In the Dutch language and after not having spoken it for one year it was an ultimate test how many words were still in the brain cells.
Later another photographer joined the company.
The Netherlands is a small country and easily one meets an acquaintance.
That night, back in Amsterdam, a dinner with the brother in law in the beautiful first class baroque restaurant of Central Station.
A man with who a very intense emotional relationship is flourishing.
And again conversations as only can be had while in the Netherlands.
No limitations for language.
And a kind of home feeling how to relate.
In this very specific way Dutch people deal with each other.
The experiences of the day gave therefore a sensation of ultimate happiness and harmony.
To land on the bed in the apartment to watch some silly talk show on TV.
In the Dutch language.
.
I iPhone I
When travelling in different countries an issue is what kind of mobile phone to use.
To get a mobile phone and to make a deal with a company like AT&T is a very expensive way of going.
A monthly fee has to be paid and the minutes when using the phone outside the USA are very expensive.
Hence, a well-known solution is to buy an unlocked mobile phone.
This is a mobile phone that is not working only for one telephone company.
One can change the simm-cards in those phones.
Unlocked phones are hard to find in the USA and Europe.
Because they make for most people not much sense.
They can subscribe to a phone service and get a mobile phone for a reasonable price.
Because they do not go to other countries and call from there.
Three years ago an Australian unlocked mobile phone was purchased through an Internet shop.
An old fashioned rather primitive LG mobile phone that worked well but would not synchronize with an Apple computer.
In each country that was visited a local SIMM-card was bought and placed in the LG mobile phone.
Informing quickly everybody nearby what was the phone number and next for very reasonable prices phone communication was possible.
But the LG mobile phone had a serious competitor.
This was of course the iPhone from Apple.
The thing to have for optimal communication and seamless synchronizing with the Apple computer.
Working not only through a phone network but also through the Internet.
Calling with VOIP (Voice Over Internet Protocol).
Able to download and send e-mails.
Visit websites.
Have the address book and agenda from the computer.
And hundreds of other applications.
Besides being super consumer friendly and easy to use and operate.
However, iPhones are so good that Apple controls completely their market.
They make deals with phone companies who get exclusivity to sell iPhones.
Next, the only way to become the proud owner of an iPhone is to subscribe to that particular phone company.
At high monthly prices and high costs to call.
The iPhone is technically manipulated so that it works only with that phone company.
This is a way of marketing very profitable for the selected phone companies and for Apple.
But not so good for the customer.
Therefore, for as long as there are iPhones, hackers have tried to unlock the thing.
To make it possible to use the iPhone in combination with cheaper phone companies.
Apple is doing everything it can to avoid this.
And in this they are successful: it is hardly possible to unlock an iPhone and next have it work properly.
It is exceptional that a company is allowed to control so strictly its market.
And this is what they believed in Belgium.
The Government there decided that the way Apple markets its iPhone is against the interest of the consumer.
They believed that a consumer must be able to buy a mobile phone and next must have the freedom to choose which telephone company to use.
Therefore we see that Belgium is the only country in the world where one can buy in shops unlocked iPhones.
Unlocked by Apple herself and therefore completely and perfectly compatible.
They are not cheap though.
The iPhone G3 with 16 GB costs € 618 ($ 818).
But next, it is possible to change the simm-cards as one likes.
So like now, a super cheap prepaid simm-card from a Dutch phone company has been inserted into the iPhone.
And soon a Polish one.
A Spanish one.
A French one.
And eventually an American one.
Decided by where the iPhone is being used.
Saving hundreds of Euros/Dollars.
Hello?
.
To get a mobile phone and to make a deal with a company like AT&T is a very expensive way of going.
A monthly fee has to be paid and the minutes when using the phone outside the USA are very expensive.
Hence, a well-known solution is to buy an unlocked mobile phone.
This is a mobile phone that is not working only for one telephone company.
One can change the simm-cards in those phones.
Unlocked phones are hard to find in the USA and Europe.
Because they make for most people not much sense.
They can subscribe to a phone service and get a mobile phone for a reasonable price.
Because they do not go to other countries and call from there.
Three years ago an Australian unlocked mobile phone was purchased through an Internet shop.
An old fashioned rather primitive LG mobile phone that worked well but would not synchronize with an Apple computer.
In each country that was visited a local SIMM-card was bought and placed in the LG mobile phone.
Informing quickly everybody nearby what was the phone number and next for very reasonable prices phone communication was possible.
But the LG mobile phone had a serious competitor.
This was of course the iPhone from Apple.
The thing to have for optimal communication and seamless synchronizing with the Apple computer.
Working not only through a phone network but also through the Internet.
Calling with VOIP (Voice Over Internet Protocol).
Able to download and send e-mails.
Visit websites.
Have the address book and agenda from the computer.
And hundreds of other applications.
Besides being super consumer friendly and easy to use and operate.
However, iPhones are so good that Apple controls completely their market.
They make deals with phone companies who get exclusivity to sell iPhones.
Next, the only way to become the proud owner of an iPhone is to subscribe to that particular phone company.
At high monthly prices and high costs to call.
The iPhone is technically manipulated so that it works only with that phone company.
This is a way of marketing very profitable for the selected phone companies and for Apple.
But not so good for the customer.
Therefore, for as long as there are iPhones, hackers have tried to unlock the thing.
To make it possible to use the iPhone in combination with cheaper phone companies.
Apple is doing everything it can to avoid this.
And in this they are successful: it is hardly possible to unlock an iPhone and next have it work properly.
It is exceptional that a company is allowed to control so strictly its market.
And this is what they believed in Belgium.
The Government there decided that the way Apple markets its iPhone is against the interest of the consumer.
They believed that a consumer must be able to buy a mobile phone and next must have the freedom to choose which telephone company to use.
Therefore we see that Belgium is the only country in the world where one can buy in shops unlocked iPhones.
Unlocked by Apple herself and therefore completely and perfectly compatible.
They are not cheap though.
The iPhone G3 with 16 GB costs € 618 ($ 818).
But next, it is possible to change the simm-cards as one likes.
So like now, a super cheap prepaid simm-card from a Dutch phone company has been inserted into the iPhone.
And soon a Polish one.
A Spanish one.
A French one.
And eventually an American one.
Decided by where the iPhone is being used.
Saving hundreds of Euros/Dollars.
Hello?
.
Saturday, April 4, 2009
A book is born.
A memorable day in Antwerp, Belgium.
A beautiful town that although centuries old is in excellent shape.
Very relaxed too compared to hectic Amsterdam.
The purpose of the visit was to have a meeting with a publisher based in Antwerp.
Voetnoot Publishers.
To discuss the plan to publish a new book with the sequences.
Conceptual photography made from 1971 to 1985 and now in most collections of major museums worldwide.
The publishers, Henrik Barents and Anneke Pijnappel, are long time friends.
Which is very important to publish a book successfully.
There is loyalty, mutual trust and shared belief and passion.
The truth is, anybody can publish a book.
But to publish a very good book, passion, expertise and love is needed.
Those ingredients are now richly available and the schedule is that the new book with sequences will hit the bookshops in December 2009.
Many steps need to be taken but all of the crew are very experienced persons.
Besides, strategies discovered and developed performing the project “The most beautiful people in the world” are applied.
Mainly this strategy is for the producers to be completely focused on the result by not working towards that goal, but to have the result come to the producers.
This may sound puzzling and erratic but that is because it is for many a rather unfamiliar concept.
Once this theory is deeply understood one will understand how much sense it makes.
Not only will it result in a successful and beautiful product, but most importantly the way to the result is beautiful and interesting.
Fervent and loyal blog readers interested in this matter may wish an example by which the theory is more clearly illustrated?
All right, we are at your service.
Usually, when a photo book is published, a link is made with a museum of high reputation.
To have the publication of the photo book coincide with a show in a museum.
If one wants this to happen, one must approach a museum and negotiate a deal.
This is always a complicated matter.
Because the museum for many aspects becomes in control.
Like the date when the photo book can be published.
That is decided by when the museum has exhibition space available.
Usually a museum plans two years ahead.
Hence, a new sequence book could be published not sooner than 2011 if it wants to be linked with a show in a museum.
Modern as we are in our strategy, we say: forget about the museum.
We say, NOW is the momentum to produce and publish the book and that is what we focus on and that is what we do.
It wants to come to us NOW and not in two years time.
Hence, in December 2009 there is a sequences book.
Still, an exhibition in a museum is possible.
But it will be the management of the museum that will have to come and ask.
We are not running after them, but it will be them running after us.
If they feel too good for this, fine with us.
The book with sequences will be there nevertheless and will reach the people even without a museum show.
Meanwhile we are relaxed and follow our own road.
Focus on the goal and make it possible for it to approach and reach us.
And this in a most pleasant and beautiful way.
Many fervent and loyal blog readers may be interested to obtain a copy of this new book with sequences.
Former publications with sequences are all sold out.
And this new one will probably see this happen soon also.
A way is being created to pre-purchase the new book with sequences.
To transfer the purchase price soon to be one of the first to be guaranteed to receive a copy in December 2009.
As soon as this option is open, a message of information will be published on this blog.
Therefore, remain stand-by.
http://www.szulc.info/gallery/sequences/
To learn more about the publishing house “Voetnoot publishers”, click on:
http://www.voetnoot-publishers.nl/
.
A beautiful town that although centuries old is in excellent shape.
Very relaxed too compared to hectic Amsterdam.
The purpose of the visit was to have a meeting with a publisher based in Antwerp.
Voetnoot Publishers.
To discuss the plan to publish a new book with the sequences.
Conceptual photography made from 1971 to 1985 and now in most collections of major museums worldwide.
The publishers, Henrik Barents and Anneke Pijnappel, are long time friends.
Which is very important to publish a book successfully.
There is loyalty, mutual trust and shared belief and passion.
The truth is, anybody can publish a book.
But to publish a very good book, passion, expertise and love is needed.
Those ingredients are now richly available and the schedule is that the new book with sequences will hit the bookshops in December 2009.
Many steps need to be taken but all of the crew are very experienced persons.
Besides, strategies discovered and developed performing the project “The most beautiful people in the world” are applied.
Mainly this strategy is for the producers to be completely focused on the result by not working towards that goal, but to have the result come to the producers.
This may sound puzzling and erratic but that is because it is for many a rather unfamiliar concept.
Once this theory is deeply understood one will understand how much sense it makes.
Not only will it result in a successful and beautiful product, but most importantly the way to the result is beautiful and interesting.
Fervent and loyal blog readers interested in this matter may wish an example by which the theory is more clearly illustrated?
All right, we are at your service.
Usually, when a photo book is published, a link is made with a museum of high reputation.
To have the publication of the photo book coincide with a show in a museum.
If one wants this to happen, one must approach a museum and negotiate a deal.
This is always a complicated matter.
Because the museum for many aspects becomes in control.
Like the date when the photo book can be published.
That is decided by when the museum has exhibition space available.
Usually a museum plans two years ahead.
Hence, a new sequence book could be published not sooner than 2011 if it wants to be linked with a show in a museum.
Modern as we are in our strategy, we say: forget about the museum.
We say, NOW is the momentum to produce and publish the book and that is what we focus on and that is what we do.
It wants to come to us NOW and not in two years time.
Hence, in December 2009 there is a sequences book.
Still, an exhibition in a museum is possible.
But it will be the management of the museum that will have to come and ask.
We are not running after them, but it will be them running after us.
If they feel too good for this, fine with us.
The book with sequences will be there nevertheless and will reach the people even without a museum show.
Meanwhile we are relaxed and follow our own road.
Focus on the goal and make it possible for it to approach and reach us.
And this in a most pleasant and beautiful way.
Many fervent and loyal blog readers may be interested to obtain a copy of this new book with sequences.
Former publications with sequences are all sold out.
And this new one will probably see this happen soon also.
A way is being created to pre-purchase the new book with sequences.
To transfer the purchase price soon to be one of the first to be guaranteed to receive a copy in December 2009.
As soon as this option is open, a message of information will be published on this blog.
Therefore, remain stand-by.
+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
To see sequences, go to:http://www.szulc.info/gallery/sequences/
To learn more about the publishing house “Voetnoot publishers”, click on:
http://www.voetnoot-publishers.nl/
.
Thursday, April 2, 2009
The captain of life
For one year the language of the Netherlands was not spoken.
But being in Holland now, it is permanently Dutch words and sentences that are being used.
Fortunately the language of the Netherlands is not forgotten although sometimes an English way of saying things slips through.
Last night with friends, a couple, it was 5 hours of chatting.
Of course about relationships.
The friends have a sailing boat that they use in their spare time.
The rule is that the one at the rudder, is the one that gives the orders.
Hence, there is a captain and a sailor on board.
But it is not as simple.
When the woman is the captain, the male sailor sometimes doubts the commands.
And makes it a point of discussion.
And because women in the Netherlands are emancipated, when the man is the captain, his commands are sometimes openly doubted by the female sailor.
This is not a good situation on a sailing boat.
And also not on land in real life.
Part of command structure is that, no matter what, the authority is recognised and respected.
Maybe in a later stage, while reflecting and evaluating the decision made, it can be kept against the light.
The conclusion was that sailing was possible but only when it was in a relaxed way.
Not looking for challenges like participating in races and competitive sailing with other boats.
Because then the stress would strike and clear command structure would be definitely necessary.
It was remarked that a couple they knew that most of the time won the sailboat races had a man as a captain who was yelling and insulting the sailor who was his wife.
Because the man could express himself freely and the woman was able to swallow it, their sailing boat won all the time.
Hopefully that woman had a way of getting back at that man and balance the relationship.
It was a very interesting conversation about this subject.
Without the option of coming to clear conclusions.
Very different from an evening recently in Los Angeles: also with friends, a couple.
There the woman wanted very much to dominate her two male companions.
This was so intense and getting that much escalated that true fear was felt.
Fear that she, who did the cooking, would put poison in the food.
To kill the two men at her table.
That would have been a lousy death.
Because a certain woman wanted to be the captain of life.
.
But being in Holland now, it is permanently Dutch words and sentences that are being used.
Fortunately the language of the Netherlands is not forgotten although sometimes an English way of saying things slips through.
Last night with friends, a couple, it was 5 hours of chatting.
Of course about relationships.
The friends have a sailing boat that they use in their spare time.
The rule is that the one at the rudder, is the one that gives the orders.
Hence, there is a captain and a sailor on board.
But it is not as simple.
When the woman is the captain, the male sailor sometimes doubts the commands.
And makes it a point of discussion.
And because women in the Netherlands are emancipated, when the man is the captain, his commands are sometimes openly doubted by the female sailor.
This is not a good situation on a sailing boat.
And also not on land in real life.
Part of command structure is that, no matter what, the authority is recognised and respected.
Maybe in a later stage, while reflecting and evaluating the decision made, it can be kept against the light.
The conclusion was that sailing was possible but only when it was in a relaxed way.
Not looking for challenges like participating in races and competitive sailing with other boats.
Because then the stress would strike and clear command structure would be definitely necessary.
It was remarked that a couple they knew that most of the time won the sailboat races had a man as a captain who was yelling and insulting the sailor who was his wife.
Because the man could express himself freely and the woman was able to swallow it, their sailing boat won all the time.
Hopefully that woman had a way of getting back at that man and balance the relationship.
It was a very interesting conversation about this subject.
Without the option of coming to clear conclusions.
Very different from an evening recently in Los Angeles: also with friends, a couple.
There the woman wanted very much to dominate her two male companions.
This was so intense and getting that much escalated that true fear was felt.
Fear that she, who did the cooking, would put poison in the food.
To kill the two men at her table.
That would have been a lousy death.
Because a certain woman wanted to be the captain of life.
.
Poplars under girls
Winter has been harsh in the Netherlands.
Long months of low temperatures, snow, dark clouds and not much sun.
People locked up in their houses and winter coats.
But together with the traveller from Mexico, the spring has come to Amsterdam.
Relative warm temperatures, a blue sky and bright sunshine.
That is how the Dutch like it!
They are coming out of their hiding places and swarm over the city.
To enjoy the warmth and the sun drinking drinks on terraces, taking sunny sunbaths and parade the parading grounds.
People are happy and joyful like lambs born in spring.
The last year the societies of the USA and Mexico have been experienced.
But suddenly it is the Netherlands.
And immediately strong differences are observed.
In the city of Amsterdam people are very liberal and free.
They do what they want.
But this has overdeveloped in a mentality with many of them that can be described as: I will be myself no matter what.
Hence, get the fuck out of my way.
This is most prominently demonstrated by the liberal bicyclist.
Of which there are thousands and thousands.
They just go their own way driving on the pavement reserved for pedestrians, ignoring red traffic lights and parking in obstructive ways.
Rule one is not to get upset with them.
To simply step aside in case one is a pedestrian.
Otherwise the bicyclist will yell at the critical pedestrian.
Or will possibly put a fist on the nose.
That can bleed and make a mess on the clothes and in the mind.
Of course, the bicyclist meets often dangerously the car that is higher in the hierarchy.
And that results in yelling by the bicyclist as well.
With no result as the driver is safely inside the car.
And will not likely submit to the bicyclist and shift priority.
On the other side of the liberal Dutch spectrum we meet with great pleasure the women.
They are dressed in a way no Mexican Señorita would dare to.
The Dutch woman knows very well what are her good assets and emphasises them in her public presentation.
They wear for example mini skirts with colourful panties.
Showing endless long legs shaped like poplars.
But most impressive is the way how they show themselves.
Whatever is the outfit.
They seem to be self-assured.
They look like they are used to being desired madly.
They seem to have sex in their lives as common and normal as shooting a pistol.
No wonder that those women are admired, adored and admitted.
No wonder that Amsterdam feels like a warm shower of sunrays.
A healthy male visitor to Amsterdam becomes therefore a solar panel producing high energy.
But tomorrow a train will carry the hot tot to Antwerp in Belgium.
To cool down and do biz.
.
Long months of low temperatures, snow, dark clouds and not much sun.
People locked up in their houses and winter coats.
But together with the traveller from Mexico, the spring has come to Amsterdam.
Relative warm temperatures, a blue sky and bright sunshine.
That is how the Dutch like it!
They are coming out of their hiding places and swarm over the city.
To enjoy the warmth and the sun drinking drinks on terraces, taking sunny sunbaths and parade the parading grounds.
People are happy and joyful like lambs born in spring.
The last year the societies of the USA and Mexico have been experienced.
But suddenly it is the Netherlands.
And immediately strong differences are observed.
In the city of Amsterdam people are very liberal and free.
They do what they want.
But this has overdeveloped in a mentality with many of them that can be described as: I will be myself no matter what.
Hence, get the fuck out of my way.
This is most prominently demonstrated by the liberal bicyclist.
Of which there are thousands and thousands.
They just go their own way driving on the pavement reserved for pedestrians, ignoring red traffic lights and parking in obstructive ways.
Rule one is not to get upset with them.
To simply step aside in case one is a pedestrian.
Otherwise the bicyclist will yell at the critical pedestrian.
Or will possibly put a fist on the nose.
That can bleed and make a mess on the clothes and in the mind.
Of course, the bicyclist meets often dangerously the car that is higher in the hierarchy.
And that results in yelling by the bicyclist as well.
With no result as the driver is safely inside the car.
And will not likely submit to the bicyclist and shift priority.
On the other side of the liberal Dutch spectrum we meet with great pleasure the women.
They are dressed in a way no Mexican Señorita would dare to.
The Dutch woman knows very well what are her good assets and emphasises them in her public presentation.
They wear for example mini skirts with colourful panties.
Showing endless long legs shaped like poplars.
But most impressive is the way how they show themselves.
Whatever is the outfit.
They seem to be self-assured.
They look like they are used to being desired madly.
They seem to have sex in their lives as common and normal as shooting a pistol.
No wonder that those women are admired, adored and admitted.
No wonder that Amsterdam feels like a warm shower of sunrays.
A healthy male visitor to Amsterdam becomes therefore a solar panel producing high energy.
But tomorrow a train will carry the hot tot to Antwerp in Belgium.
To cool down and do biz.
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Wednesday, April 1, 2009
All Amsterdam
Housed in a lovely apartment in the centre of Amsterdam.
Arriving from the airport after a totally uneventful flight in the arms of friends.
Drinking beer in front of the house in the warm afternoon sunshine to talk the Dutch language after 11 months.
Hearing and telling stories and because everybody after a long winter is in an excellent mood due to the warm spring weather tears rolling down the cheeks because of the hilarious words spoken.
But rolling also for happiness being back to a town where 15 years full of events has been lived.
Now a time of three to four appointments per day will be performed to see other friends and boost business.
.
Arriving from the airport after a totally uneventful flight in the arms of friends.
Drinking beer in front of the house in the warm afternoon sunshine to talk the Dutch language after 11 months.
Hearing and telling stories and because everybody after a long winter is in an excellent mood due to the warm spring weather tears rolling down the cheeks because of the hilarious words spoken.
But rolling also for happiness being back to a town where 15 years full of events has been lived.
Now a time of three to four appointments per day will be performed to see other friends and boost business.
.
Where is he?
Arrived in Amsterdam, the Netherlands.
Where the weather is warm and so are the friends.
Where the weather is warm and so are the friends.
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