16:12 Mon Jan-21-2008
Dusty. And rundown. That would be the
adjectives for my first impressions on Dhaka. But it’s also - familiar.
It’s like what I felt when we were in Aceh - like being in some area of
home.
Rickshaws- that would be the image I will have for Dhaka.
Read more of my Bangladesh Impressions at http://findingsupergirl.blogspot.com/
See you there!
It goes this way:
We’re going to South Asia! [It's a work thing though... so either that adds or lessens the hype, depends on you. :)]
Read more at http://findingsupergirl.blogspot.com/.
See you!
I do make these kinds of stuff. I even made a whole booklet with one
guy as an inspiration. I compiled all the cheesy stuff I made, did some
effort to deliver the stuff to him (I never really knew if he got it),
then disappeared from his life ( I think we both disappeared from each
other’s life - but it’s not as if we had some sort of connection). He
was one of the best images I ever fell in love with…Read more by clicking here or go to http://findingsupergirl.blogspot.com.
There was this really nice message that got forwarded way back, I can’t remember when… READ MORE of my post Friends, Mirrors and the Soul (and have a look at a mirror project that I took) at http://mirroredshadow.blogspot.com/ (just click on link or copy and paste to your browser).
See you! and Happy New Year too!
Eleonor
There are beautiful things
where there are old houses
and old wooden chests….
Not of hard stones, or shimmering metals.
It is the beautiful, found and unfolded
and held in the hands.
I still remember the colors
Of seven months ago.
The dance was like
A flowing
of rainbows.
Swirling, you were
A wonderful addition
To my palette.
And I welcomed you
Into the painting
Of my life.
It was to become
A picture
In the making
Not yet beautiful
But the colors have become
Yours and Mine.
Maybe
Someday
Ours.
