Showing posts with label Colour. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Colour. Show all posts

Wednesday, March 21, 2007

Imortant little bits of plastic.

We sure put our belief in odd things sometimes.

Tuesday, March 20, 2007

What's it to ya, sharpshooter?

I was actually a competing shot when I was younger. This hasn't got anything to do with guns though. It's a streetlamp. (This is one of those pictures you better see in the original version without blogger's resizing. Click it!)

Monday, March 19, 2007

Weakest link.

We must get rid of the razors we hold against each other and form a single chain. We're all part of the same world.

Saturday, March 10, 2007

Lives behind the curtains.

It's always fun to imagine what kind of lives people live. It could be anything.

Tuesday, March 06, 2007

Confused.

I think I've gotten a bit more confused over some important people in my life. I'll see if I can organise my thoughts by writing stuff down.

Monday, March 05, 2007

Mealy-mouthed.

I find it ironic that those who consider themselves the finder of objective truth, the academics, are often hesitant to express themselves.

Sunday, February 18, 2007

Bottle'd.

It's hard to get the last drops of something out.

Tuesday, February 13, 2007

Streetlamp.

The mist lies heavy, and rain is in the air. A typical Swedish winter day.

Thursday, February 08, 2007

Foolish machinery.

I am a fool, caught in a machinery of misery. I am a nice guy, but I'm starting to realise something many people have before me: when you put everyone else first, you end up last. I don't want to end up last anymore. I think it is time to start controlling the machinery instead of letting the machinery control me.

Monday, January 29, 2007

Hold on tight.

We all need things to hold on to. Especially when we're down a slippery slope.

Monday, January 22, 2007

Sunday, January 21, 2007

Trying to catch a glimpse.

I'd like to find someone special now. A difficult task, of course.

Thursday, January 18, 2007

Wednesday, January 17, 2007

On the highway, going where?

Sometimes it feels like you're going nowhere. You do your best, but it gets you nowhere. You try to help people, but it gets them nowhere. How do you know that you're not standing still if you cannot see any signs of improvement?

Monday, January 15, 2007

A spaceship this way cometh.

I wonder how long it is before we're able to fly regularly in space?

Sunday, January 14, 2007

Walking the night without a tripod.

A so-so nightshot taken without a tripod. Forgot it at home - durr.
I seem to have been messing up a bit lately. I don't feel good at all today.

Thursday, January 11, 2007

Missy Elliott.

On music. I've learned to appreciate music more and more lately. Not a fan of the hippety-hop Missy plays, but I can understand why some like her.

Monday, January 08, 2007

Carlsberg.

The best beer in the world?

Thursday, January 04, 2007

No biking.

No biking. No matter - I have a flat tire anyway.

Monday, January 01, 2007

Tunneling out.

Good or bad, there is an end to everything. Everything fades away.