Tuesday, May 6, 2025

Blinded by Love

They say love is blind. Well, that's one thing. But what about lust? The Leasy's know all about it...

Tuesday, April 29, 2025

555

Repeating numbers. Some see it as a sign. A sign from angels. Yes. Sometimes, in certain phases of your life, you are open to such signs. But do they really mean what is claimed on the internet?

Tuesday, April 22, 2025

BiogrAIphy

I let this Easter weekend pass me by. Easter. A holiday on which Christians celebrate that Jesus rose from the dead. I see no signs from the afterlife. But if it were up to AI, anything is possible...

Tuesday, April 15, 2025

The Butterfly Trail

This early in Spring the sun is not that strong. Temperatures are okay, but butterflies need a little more warmth. That's why they sit down on the pavement. The tiles absorb the warmth and the butterflies enjoy both the warmth of the tiles and, by spreading their wings, the warmth of the early sun.

Tuesday, April 8, 2025

Fashionably late

Yeah, I know. I promised to write a Flash Fiction story every week. And I still intend to do so. But emotions cannot be forced. Not even by time. It took me longer than I thought to get things, or rather myself, moving again. Oh well, what is time anyway? A man-made method to record what has been and what is yet to come.

Tuesday, April 1, 2025

Tuliptree

Tulip trees?  Uhhuh.  Right, it's April 1, don't you fool me... I know the 1957 sphagetti-tree-hoax from the BBC. Women drying pasta in a tree. So, what's up with this tulip tree? Well, I've got two in my garden. Okay. They are so called "false tulip trees". But they do belong to the same family as the original tulip trees...

Tuesday, December 31, 2024

Flashback

The very last day of the year. A memorable year. For me, not in the most favorable sense, unfortunately. As Keith Haring once said to work on "the shoulders of giants", referring to his his predecessors, I feel that my current and upcoming work arises from the love that I still feel for my great love that I will miss forever.

New year, new times, new stories. Not every story is equally sweet, fun, exciting or beautiful. What I do know is that our life stories, our lifelines, never run synchronously. Yes. Maybe for a while. But every life is determined by circumstances that you cannot control yourself, although many people think you can...