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the blog below is written from beijing, new york, berlin, osaka, cambridge, london, zürich and beirut. there are a few of us, and this is the space in between.



are you there are you there


low visibility in thessaloniki, somewhere between the old year and the new year

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little fish, big fish, swimming in the water

boyfishing

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“don’t fire, but don’t negotiate”

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readers’ ideas, on how to catch a pirate.. quite timely.. and what do you think we should do, dear reader? they are still displaying our old content, in a slowly deteriorating form.. sigh..

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二OO八 看不见 二OO九

wu_balconysurrounded by family and friends we enter the new year blind. four o’clock, moving rapidly south, smoke-like clouds traveling overseas, engulf the land, the beach abandoned. three hours early or four hours late, another hour early. fireworks and outdoor parties banned, a massacre, an other new year, a blanket, as if called for. “i remember in 1990, maneesha used to say it would be the end of the world soon.” we sleep, prepare for life, the new, and still miss it by two minutes …in blindness, 2009wu_boats

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what makes my vacation vacation
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les ondes silencieuses
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on the verge
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回来了,回去了. the hours in between. a trying, an attempt, to make sense of it all, or, digestion, reflection, but, no tripod, or quick thinking, books on a table, and the weather, the weather, apologies, it might have been more interesting, to you, had i made recordings, a spontaneous idea from a flight on sterling, a quick purchase at hema, yet a nasty view of the hotel swimming pool at the holiday inn topkapi, and a continuous falling asleep, the inability to get up at the crack of dawn, and a fear of hotel personnel, so then your memory (always fails) for the last (four) hours before the dash for a forgotten jacket – “i’m only here for a day, i don’t live here anymore, i don’t think it would work out for your greenpeace promotion.. sorry….” in haste forgetting thoughts of afore: contemporary swedish souvenirs: svensson jeans and henry geldzahlers words: “russians are the worst expats, no matter how long they’ve been living in another country, 20 years or more, they’re still yearning for russia.” and yes or no quotation marks, alternate shots, dot dot, wipe, dot dot, wipe, and ‘child’ might have been better than ‘baby’, a shock at the dinner table, and the wonders of photoshop when misspelling words in foreign languages, and perhaps one should stick to single lines in future… …but thank you very much for your words, it was nice to see you (again)…

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the horizon, the sea, yuko, the polar bear club

hoohoouehiiiiheeeeee.jpg[photo by ran, morning of the first day of the year, 2008]

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like summer in fall

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We made a movie. The actors had to act like it was a high summer day, but it was cold and above their heads birds were migrating south. What’s not apparent is invisible. Hopefully.

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I HAD A STY IN BUENOS AIRES

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water follows the path of least resistance.

mariano.jpg mariano in salmon pink hoodie by the sea, following the path of least resistance

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海底捞月

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