When living in South Africa, I was fascinated by fever trees. Some trees have very light barks that seem to glow with the right light but once you see a real fever tree you know that’s the real thing. In the bark of the fever tree photosynthesis takes place and that is why it is properly luminous.
There are of course no fever trees in Europe but these lit trees which were part of a light installation reminded me.
Our running group has subsection – the D.O.M.s, the Dirty Old Men. Membership requirements are either having passed one’s 50th birthday or having a belly girth of more than 2x50cm. Many D.O.M.s are double dipping.
I have a special connection with underwear. Not only do I wear it (!) I often wear it on my sleeve or my chest or back. As one might expect from someone whose nickname is – Knicker Elastic, Knickers for short.
In case I might forget it or possibly repress it, I wear it on my fleece and on my mug, on various t-shirts and several necklasses.
When I first received the name I envisaged something at least slightly elegant, such as this
but in reality it is closer to this realistic stichery
Please take a second to appreciate the fact that this amazing piece of art was stiched by an Indian taylor in Saudi Arabia – the jacket hidden in the back of his store and he was very happy to finally get it out of his hands.
I have linked this wonderful song before but it’s the best thing about my handle: The Knicker Elastic King by Neil Innes and Eric Idle.
Every time I pass by this playground in Frankfurt I’m not sure if I can trust my eyes. The place is dominated by this undefinable figure – warrior with helmet or maiden with braces, breast plates of a suit of armour or really floppy female … Continue reading Seeing Is Believing
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