Some small excerpts from my moleskine notebook this fall.

One of the best Eurovision Song Contest entries that never won back in 1968.

Packing up my life once again. It is easier than one might think, yet so incredibly hard to just… leave. One foot in front of the other, one deep breath, throw out three quarters of everything you own. Simplify, simplify, simplify.

I have absolutely nothing to say. I have a lot of pictures which have piled up. Half bad, without much soul, but I wanted to post them anyway. The reason why I have kept websites all of these years was to document and archive. Half bad and boring pictures is as good a description as any of my life lately.