Saturday, July 18, 2009

Carnival in Paris

This summer I went on a mini-vacation by myself for the first time. Even though I moved to New York when I was 18 and have lived here alone for the past 3 years, going on this 3-day trip to Paris by my lonesome was terrifying. When I woke up on the morning of the trip I desperately wanted to either cancel it all or ask my mother to come with. However, I decided to be brave and face Paris a seule. It was fantastic, of course. It was probably one of the best things I have ever done. I saw everything I wanted to see. I even spent a day at Chateau de Versailles. Over the next few weeks I'll be posting the pictures of my Parisian experience on this page.

Today's pictures are of the carnival at Jardins des Tuileries. There was this beautiful, vintage-looking ferris wheel. I absolutely had to go on it. So I paid the 6 euro fee and went on. The view was stunning. I could see everything, from the Eiffel Tower to Montmartre. This was probably the most beautiful and quiet carnival I have ever been to. There was hardly anyone there, the rides were old-fashioned and the snacks were delicious, all in all quite perfect. I wish I could go back.

Thursday, July 16, 2009

Dead Animals

I took these at the American Museum of Natural History in New York. I was obsessed with that place for a spot last winter/early spring. They had a live butterfly exhibit. I went in with my Ebay-bought Zenit camera, but the roll didn't take so I ended up without any pictures. That sucked hard.
These pictures above are some of my favorite ever. Especially the giraffe 'roid. When I was at the London Zoo last week I saw a live one. As it walked up to me I went to take a Polaroid {the last one I had left}. It turned out that the camera had spat out 2 'roids at once on an earlier picture, so I had none left. It made me very sad.


I took these Polaroids a Hwile back in Hawaii. There are more to come.

We'll Meet Along the Way

Using only song names from ONE ARTIST, cleverly answer these questions. Pass it on to 15 or so people you like {or think will actually do this} Try not to repeat a song title. It's harder than you think.

Your Artist: HEM

~Are you male or female: Old Adam
~Describe yourself: An Easy One
~How do you feel about yourself: Lucky
~Describe where you currently live: Great Houses of New York
~The first thing you think of when you wake up: The Pills Stopped Working
~If you could go anywhere, where would you go: The Beautiful Sea
~Your favorite form of transportation: Waltz
~Your best friend is: The Cuckoo
~Your favorite color is: Polly's Dress
~What's the weather like: Funnel Cloud
~If your life were a TV show, what would it be called: Too Late To Turn Back Now
~What is life to you: Eveningland
~What is the best advice you have to give: Dance With Me, Now Darling
~If you could change your name, what would it be: The Fire Thief
~Your favorite food is: Horsey
~How I would like to die: In a Barrel At Sea
~My soul's present condition: Almost Home
~The faults I can bear: When I Was Drinking
~How would you describe your love life: Idle
~What are you going to post this as: We'll Meet Along The Way

10 Things That Make Me Terribly Happy

1. falling asleep on a warm Paris night, looking at the full moon through the open window
2. heavy rain
3. waking up in Hawaii
4. belonging
5. my hair after a day at the beach
6. making funnies with my friends
7. the new and tiny voice of my 14-month old niece
8. the sound of someone watering their garden on a steamy summer's eve, just before the sun starts setting
9. Himalayan Newts
10. floating on my back, looking at the cloud-spotted sky {interrupted by the occasional palm-tree}, being spun around by the circling current of the whirlpool

{the picture above is of myself and my friends during a Dutch version of Halloween. We were 4 years old at the time. I was obsessed with brides when I was little, so my mother made me a wedding dress. The girl in the pink is Quirine and the yellow one, Belle from Beauty & the Beast, is Nanna. It's now 18 years later, we are still best friends.}

Monday, June 15, 2009

Halloween & Thanksgiving '08

Last year I experienced my first real Thanksgiving dinner. Being from the Netherlands I had never celebrated before. I arranged to have dinner with friends from school. None of us are American, we were all Turkeyfest-virgins. We had a fabfabfab dinner. All of us especially enjoyed the candied yams.

As you may know, every year on Halloween there is a parade in Greenwich Village. It moves up 6th Avenue and went right by my apt. I ran out as it started, wrestled through the crowd to get to the front and shot these eerie pics.

My friend Leila took this of me on 8th St & University Place. Check out Leila's paintings and photography on

Solid as Barack

I took these pictures of my friends on the night Barack Obama was elected 44th President of the United States. Even though none of us were born in America we still felt the need to celebrate and that is what we did.

Sand and such

Sometimes when I look at my chest I can see my heartbeat.

This first photo just might be my favorite out of all the pictures I've ever taken. It screams freedom of nature, happiness, mystery and vacation. I took this with my Holga on a beach in Hawaii. The lady is my friend Vanessa.

Here is Vanessa again. The plates she is holding were a birthday gift from myself and our friend Leila. We painted ourselves ourself.

This little boy is my cousin Alexander. He's a keen model.


Many of my pictures are happy accidents. I sometimes don't even know if I am shooting in color, slide or b&w. In these pictures my family are the subjects. Here are some of my lucky flukes, all taken on the Big Island of Hawaii.

Monday, June 8, 2009

Bowery weekend

My friend Vanessa and I spent a joyous night at the Bowery Hotel in NYC on June 6. I live in NY, about 7 blocks from the hotel actually, so this was an insane and impulsive vacation at "home". The polaroid of Vanessa eating the sundae is especially significant as she usually lives the vegan lifestyle. She was however craving ice cream so badly that she made me take her to Serendipity 3. She took her spoon and attacked that dairy-rich puppy with whole her heart. She paid for it that night as she lay tossing and turning feverishly between the 400-thread count, monogramed BoHo sheets.