my studio for the day.

my back. when you have a mic, you gotta be careful what you say about whom. even when you think it is muted. good thing i am aware of this.

photo & tv

fleeing from düsseldorf, pandemic reasons.

jk.

iced shoulder

good summer day!

1 glass
2 ice cubes
100g frozen berries
5 ml lemon juice
20 ml elderflower syrup
fill up with sparkling mineral water
1 straw

back to working on the screen, blinds down and all, urgh.

hello at shabby chic in the media haven. smells like soap here. but the food is awesome.

he filmed something at my place

and then jochri said: »dude, i need the new macbook pro« and ordered it online while we were talking.

so, this is my pos bike. i bought it at the local flea market right after my last nice one was stolen, just for the short ways is the city. used it for a summer, fixed it up once; and then it was standing around in the basement, long enough for it to break, completely. oh yea, and i remember that day where i came back to the bike stand and a car had crashed into my bike, bending it like there is no tomorrow.

this spring, my sister’s friend golnessa borrowed it for a while and now it is back with me. almost everything is still broken, it makes the weirdest sounds and will never be fixed again, too old, too rusty. i was surprised that none of the passing cop cars stopped me at all – as it would have been in viersen, my home town, for not having a single safe-looking piece on this.

i have another nice bicylce in viersen, but it would be stolen here in an instant, of course. damn.

i have to rearrange my desk’s position in the studio (therefore, everything else too) every couple of months in order to be able to bear it. not super happy with this either.

will move into new workplace soon anyway.

this is today.

uncluttered desk, desktop, mind.

what is?