.: street II

last day in my viennese apartment. lots of memories.

at the popfest. this couple had a drink surrounded by water.

i'm so desperately waiting for summer to come.i want it to be warm and i want each day to have 40 hours.

i walk by this mirrow almost daily, i find it amusing to look above and see your reflection as well as that of the people approaching you without directly looking at them.

i don't know if it was just some kind of kitschy contrast that made me take this picture. no,i don't even think it was about the ageing woman and a simple new-born kitschy blah. i might as well just like it.

if i was to write a novel, it would be a coming of age novel.i've always had a fondness for them. they remind me of myself being 16, sitting in my room reading hesse and feeling so intellectual when actually you were just curiously looking for answers and thinking you could find them in 300 page novel. however, what i found is pleasure and peace in the act of reading. a form a mediation and self reflection that i haven't found anywhere else. what i love particularly about joyce is how good he is at adapting the moods of alienation in the process of growing up, the naive quality of his narrative voice that gives insight to stephen.

i have a hard time taking a decent picture of him. he is so black that either the light is too bright or too dark to make his face visible on a picture. might just be he doesn't want to.

he thought of himself as a prophet i guess, trying to sell his truth or his book. it's funny how different people are. i remember a guy i saw in the central park who was famous for his daily routine of walking the park and shouting at people because he assumed they had sinned, which is very easy considering the original sin.

so i went home to vistit my parent's place

cycled around town

met some cute spiders

went off to graz to visit friends i rarely meet but yet am very close to

went out and took the first train back to vienna, where fortuantely i had a cabin of my own

went to an islamic school. i love this picture because i'm fascinated by what i call "the architecture of teaching". i want to do a series about classrooms and various teaching methods-mostly, the sturcture of a class shows so well what input is given by the teacher since it offers insight to the teacher's personality as well(or thus) as to her/his teaching approach.