Addendum: The photos!
Hallöchen = D!
Yes, I have not been here long! Man, I'm sorry that I have the photos that have been made (thanks to my Pa at this point) were not yet visible here. That changes today. I thought they were here, but they are not ~.
Currently I am working on Hizaki Hizaki Grace Project in the black outfit. WIP, there are parallel to this, unfortunately, not as I do not sew can permanently due to university. If my cosplay is done, followed by the WIP. It is not as detailed as this one, but I try my best to follow all work and steps to document!
But enough talk, here are the finished photos Marie Antoinette!
is supported for the first time in stock (no guarantee) on the Maconvention 2011 in Linz.
www.cosplay.com/costume/336434/
animexx.onlinewelten.com / photos / fotoreihe.php
I hope the end result you like! I have styled a wig for the first time and think there is quite good! Do not forget
~ Working on: Hizaki - Hizaki grace project uuuund once it is ready to go start working on Gakupo Kamui from Vocaloid in the sand play outfit! Stay tuned and I hope you will as much Joy as I have on my WIP, my photos and cosplays! :) Xxxx
Duchesse
Thursday, February 24, 2011
Thursday, February 10, 2011
Cogat Test Prep Sample Questions
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lyrical effusions of isolated people, their thoughts must create the kind of place, because otherwise the memory storage in the brain bursts, abound. beads
here are some valuable of underground culture:
>>> "for people on the edge of the night"
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>>> "Analog is the new digital "
- Neitschls world, with" t ", the very important yet relatively virgin convinced this great art analog kleinod the differences between analog and digital -. digital is easy, analog reinzieh'n is beautiful, not listen, ! dream
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>>> "www.nettue.de"
- who wants to make about contemporary art comes from, This milestone of the alternative by bad workmanship. t-shirts, tobacco cards, websites, other sewing room and an incredible love of detail make these beads the ever-changing new website for culture must be strong! gone, gone!
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how it looks, the good side of the world in the digital scheme, but there's also real everywhere, where it's nice, so do not worry. gazes, beauty purely intellectual, to rest, five times a stir and let slip leies "aaahhhh".
sailor ahoy!
lyrical effusions of isolated people, their thoughts must create the kind of place, because otherwise the memory storage in the brain bursts, abound. beads
here are some valuable of underground culture:
>>> "for people on the edge of the night"
- mighty robot love's inimitable thoughtful outpourings from the everyday, usually from a slightly different perspective than the Most people practice and always refreshing!
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;\u0026lt; http://mightyrobotlove.wordpress.com/
>>> "Analog is the new digital "
- Neitschls world, with" t ", the very important yet relatively virgin convinced this great art analog kleinod the differences between analog and digital -. digital is easy, analog reinzieh'n is beautiful, not listen, ! dream
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;\u0026lt; http://neitschlswelt.blogspot.com/
>>> "www.nettue.de"
- who wants to make about contemporary art comes from, This milestone of the alternative by bad workmanship. t-shirts, tobacco cards, websites, other sewing room and an incredible love of detail make these beads the ever-changing new website for culture must be strong! gone, gone!
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;\u0026lt; http://www.nettue.de
how it looks, the good side of the world in the digital scheme, but there's also real everywhere, where it's nice, so do not worry. gazes, beauty purely intellectual, to rest, five times a stir and let slip leies "aaahhhh".
sailor ahoy!
Saturday, January 29, 2011
Herpes Single Blister
Update
Again I have shown for some time no books. Well, it was meanwhile still Christmas, and somehow I was not by item. But today I want to show you some books that we have done lately, especially my husband has always found more pleasure in this hobby.
I have not shown any books for quite a while again. It's been Christmas and I just did not feel like posting. But today I'd like to show a few books we have made recently, especially my husband who is getting into this hobby a lot more by now.
The first books that I want to show are a few with unusual shapes, that my husband did. One is shaped like a diamond, and two like a star:
First books I'd like to show are some extraordinary ones shaped Which my husband has made, one like a rhombus and two star-shaped ones:
diamond-shaped.
Shaped like a rhombus.
This was the first attempt to bind a book shaped like a star. My husband has used a classic stitched binding with a linen-bound and as you can see from the photos below, this was not a good combination for this form.
This was the first try of a star-shaped book. My husband used a perfect binding and as you can see in the photos following this sort of binding is not too useful for this shape.
This was the second attempt, after I had suggested to try a Coptic binding. Works much better as you can see.
This was the second try after I had suggested to use a coptic stitch. Worked better much.
These are two more books that my husband has recently tied:
These are two more books my husband has made recently:
After my husband had been shaped like stars books, was an oddly shaped piece of left over cardboard, and I had the idea of this as a cover for a buttonhole attachment to . use I can make this book my husband, since for him the first time was that he has tried a buttonhole attachment. I think the result really great. :)
After making the star-shaped books a piece of strangely shaped cardboard had been left over and I had the idea to use this for a buttonhole stitch. I let my husband do this, because it was his first book with a buttonhole stitch. I really like the result. :)
My husband has tried even a leather-bound book, a kind of band Franz.
My husband also tried a leather bound book, similar to a perfect binding.
And last a book that I have recently made themselves. It is a mixed work, I have a "French linked stitch" used for binding, and the cover's a bit like one as a buttonhole attachment so you can see the attachment on the back:
And last but not least - a book that I have made recently. It's sort of mixed, I used a French linked stitch and the cover looks like one for a buttonhole binding So that it's possible to see the stitches at the spine:
Again I have shown for some time no books. Well, it was meanwhile still Christmas, and somehow I was not by item. But today I want to show you some books that we have done lately, especially my husband has always found more pleasure in this hobby.
I have not shown any books for quite a while again. It's been Christmas and I just did not feel like posting. But today I'd like to show a few books we have made recently, especially my husband who is getting into this hobby a lot more by now.
The first books that I want to show are a few with unusual shapes, that my husband did. One is shaped like a diamond, and two like a star:
First books I'd like to show are some extraordinary ones shaped Which my husband has made, one like a rhombus and two star-shaped ones:
diamond-shaped.
Shaped like a rhombus.
This was the first attempt to bind a book shaped like a star. My husband has used a classic stitched binding with a linen-bound and as you can see from the photos below, this was not a good combination for this form.
This was the first try of a star-shaped book. My husband used a perfect binding and as you can see in the photos following this sort of binding is not too useful for this shape.
This was the second attempt, after I had suggested to try a Coptic binding. Works much better as you can see.
This was the second try after I had suggested to use a coptic stitch. Worked better much.
These are two more books that my husband has recently tied:
These are two more books my husband has made recently:
After my husband had been shaped like stars books, was an oddly shaped piece of left over cardboard, and I had the idea of this as a cover for a buttonhole attachment to . use I can make this book my husband, since for him the first time was that he has tried a buttonhole attachment. I think the result really great. :)
After making the star-shaped books a piece of strangely shaped cardboard had been left over and I had the idea to use this for a buttonhole stitch. I let my husband do this, because it was his first book with a buttonhole stitch. I really like the result. :)
My husband has tried even a leather-bound book, a kind of band Franz.
My husband also tried a leather bound book, similar to a perfect binding.
And last a book that I have recently made themselves. It is a mixed work, I have a "French linked stitch" used for binding, and the cover's a bit like one as a buttonhole attachment so you can see the attachment on the back:
And last but not least - a book that I have made recently. It's sort of mixed, I used a French linked stitch and the cover looks like one for a buttonhole binding So that it's possible to see the stitches at the spine:
Thursday, January 20, 2011
Bowling Wallpaper Prepasted
thump it and get out!
home is always so ne thing. as soon as you once tasted blood of the world, was out in the distant land that has nothing to do with the home, changed the view home on the familiar realms of the known. the running of things has not changed much, streets, people, buildings are still largely the same as before. has its own personality, however, developed rapidly forward. as soon as one was even longer way from home, these familiar mechanisms of everyday work but also constricting. There are certain people who return home for which no bliss, but is a constricting painfully. one has to such world before the preserved abyss, thousands braved dangers friends with a few number of survived adventures and enemies defeated, and then finally thrown that stupid ring in the fire, the relatively indifferent eyes of the relatives, the whole of the world sunset trubel have the chance to witness in the Shire do nothing to bring to an already pondering.
I am now well advanced and I look at the picture one? are all so narrow-minded here, or am I sniffed too much freedom?
rites the resolution of current, the questioning-honored traditionismen and bring new ideas are encouraged incredible when you once looked on the box. the naive rigidity of the native village, the cozy, yet incredibly oppressive fully explored awareness of the mini world of the village act like a corset, from which you want to break free. the inquiring gaze of others, the deviations from their usual life-career-skeptical face drill deep into the neck and unknown is dangerous, different and new as morbid as abominable.
was the same one to another. It is difficult to do everyday things without questioning them, once you leave the home. (20:01:11)
===
nice opener! was as well one too many lord of the rings looked and at the sight of the 4 Hobbitses asked if this is not internally tears to be back garden in their small, after 3 years (by the hour condensed on film in 9 matches) by the gekraxelt world are.
interfere sam's not, he is glad to be back in the cozy. has indeed was. But the others, which must continue. well, one might say that the ring has made him so confused that anything is better than the Shire. but I would still act the same way: what I want in the Shire, if I was recently in Fangorn Forest, but the still do not know right?
but today's topic is: a visit galleries in the Old Market.
swung happily on my bike and I thought to myself, now I drive time alternative routes, the Sun direction uni. In essence, this was then mostly down so the body is involved in, where I usually go long, the traffic light turns to red, I curse myself but for non-precious-looking left or right, where the traffic lights just the way to green on, thinking over it, those are now alternative days, and happy-grin going on without stop, and I am about to have been reminded that we drive today yes' with a difference! (Yes, schachtelei ahoy! Hehehehe)
on the bridge, a short stop for a merry photo lanes, and further, by Schumm Schumm. on a nifty-hotel, which I've never seen, look: that already the first people at my own hippo presentation. I stopped briefly to the Yenidze times angle to take from NEM other under the photo magnifier, and pottering around little bit, as the ground, the crowded background from the image center, but the's did not work, so I also noticed they do not always was slower and the engine noise in my ears muffled with a low note arrived. I noticed this but absent-minded, I was in the back pack of the big camera in your pocket, only accelerated after the ground again and I asked myself, why on here vorbeidödelt so slowly, until I noticed that I had with the back of my bike pretty further into the rail track. I asked motioning apologize, and then went.
Altmarktgalerie. the look was dark, the eyes staring in their number increasing and there was no one who ever gekuckt me happy or at least save his stupid-looking. idiot stare, go elsewhere!
arrived in the department store, was occurring again all mine. at the lower end slightly angefetzten flares in 70erstyle, the beschmuddelte and some ragged-looking jacket (he has survived many adventures!) and the bright pink bobble hat exploded on a spending spree in the most dazzling colors universe. The look did not change, came to surprise and discontent now obvious to rentnergaffen. but do not put off women, some smiling, what a nice consolation.
third stock, saturn. I fell on the way to more innovative images (see above was difficult), on which the slogan "We build to - Save The sale continues:.." subtly pointed out that despite the consumer boom construction can be preserved! What a splendid set of wonders of the human race! I wonder how many of those present to ask people to actually know how stupid that sounds at all? Go buy it just because it? I see black!
here in the saturn was properly built and renovated. I walked up the stairs that once looked like a different way, and was slain by the riiieeeesigkeit of the room. the whole area must have doubled or tripled, it has felt worse. but I do not kneel before the digital shit, hahaha, never! the search for a vhs-c CompactCassette for video cameras (analog) was semi-successful as expected, they had the great in 3-pack for 3.99, which I find endless in this vast hall full of ... products (if the names are important? or the curves of the case?) struck first, as I look back at the checkout in the lowest compartment of a next regales my refined. great, I'd save me the itinerary. after all analog! but no trace of small aufnahmecassettchen.
mission failed, I would have wondered if the whole between the high-tech mega-HD_super-blast-frills also have to be ne good old VHS cassette, classified lovely addition to their own kind zich. but also the internet is the book and also the iPad will not replace the newspaper, and digital media are not the good old film strips To replace someone on this world will give me even that, I do not need YOU!
well, then hold out again. schwupps's on bike, my god what bliss, away from the palace full of bars. I drove past a merry-made "play area" near the post space, opposite the House of Books, as where the horse way street begins and the Centrum-Galerie their sharp wedge driven into the idyllic, there is now a wooden frame with beautiful concrete floors and iron bars to play. as colorful as well as resourceful! a wood box, hingeblubbert unkind for the annoying city custody of children. do not know if it gets eventually opened, have never a child saw it. probably is not made for it, maybe there since the summer open-air sale.
I sneak in the back part of the centrum by giants. the garage entrance auffahrstückchen between sidewalk and lowered are somehow made so funny that it change whenever the sidewalks to lowered garage entrance, and vice versa (the Centrum-Galerie has a total of 4 or exits, we would then at 8 times height change) surges on to the common my body was posterior. Bicycles are so undesirable, have understood! the riding road then bends around the corner is small and cute and ends hinter'm central station on a large plate. I turn around the corner and I-hey presto - no longer in Dresden, but in a ghost town! the gray walls of the holy relics to the Viennese court acted alone, no human being anywhere. I drive past the windows, everything looks dark rooms, disused, OH MY GOD - A man who works here about the? krass!
Capitalism has won so that socialism has proved virtually as unworthy. may be that there is in the winning model elements, which provide for a rule make it possible, and a socialist model as a project for all people fail from the start to the condemned is, BUT: it is based on ideas and ideals, which if not large, then at least SUPER small work. if the neighbor next door frischgeschlachtetes a piece of pig offering, if it helps cover for the roof, well then must make the good neighbor does not take the trouble to order only a roofer for money. There are countless examples in which it is about more than saving money and economics, always on and on, rising and growth. the same goes for a cross is sometimes real.
is so won his mass appeal. and the sympathy? the lost remains.
The thing is, as I'm able to throw the people with their money and are happy about how great you can buy everything and so on, but, if they begin to think, to determine areas of life, forcing me something that I would not if with aggressiveness wish fought against our own and our displeasure and protest are ignored, then there is tolerance to the past! and someone who is not sympathetic, and tells me what I'm dealing kindly, which I'll certainly do not obey. and certainly not understand his view.
I drive past the main station and looking forward to on the road uni. here it is beautiful.
home is always so ne thing. as soon as you once tasted blood of the world, was out in the distant land that has nothing to do with the home, changed the view home on the familiar realms of the known. the running of things has not changed much, streets, people, buildings are still largely the same as before. has its own personality, however, developed rapidly forward. as soon as one was even longer way from home, these familiar mechanisms of everyday work but also constricting. There are certain people who return home for which no bliss, but is a constricting painfully. one has to such world before the preserved abyss, thousands braved dangers friends with a few number of survived adventures and enemies defeated, and then finally thrown that stupid ring in the fire, the relatively indifferent eyes of the relatives, the whole of the world sunset trubel have the chance to witness in the Shire do nothing to bring to an already pondering.
I am now well advanced and I look at the picture one? are all so narrow-minded here, or am I sniffed too much freedom?
rites the resolution of current, the questioning-honored traditionismen and bring new ideas are encouraged incredible when you once looked on the box. the naive rigidity of the native village, the cozy, yet incredibly oppressive fully explored awareness of the mini world of the village act like a corset, from which you want to break free. the inquiring gaze of others, the deviations from their usual life-career-skeptical face drill deep into the neck and unknown is dangerous, different and new as morbid as abominable.
was the same one to another. It is difficult to do everyday things without questioning them, once you leave the home. (20:01:11)
===
nice opener! was as well one too many lord of the rings looked and at the sight of the 4 Hobbitses asked if this is not internally tears to be back garden in their small, after 3 years (by the hour condensed on film in 9 matches) by the gekraxelt world are.
interfere sam's not, he is glad to be back in the cozy. has indeed was. But the others, which must continue. well, one might say that the ring has made him so confused that anything is better than the Shire. but I would still act the same way: what I want in the Shire, if I was recently in Fangorn Forest, but the still do not know right?
but today's topic is: a visit galleries in the Old Market.
swung happily on my bike and I thought to myself, now I drive time alternative routes, the Sun direction uni. In essence, this was then mostly down so the body is involved in, where I usually go long, the traffic light turns to red, I curse myself but for non-precious-looking left or right, where the traffic lights just the way to green on, thinking over it, those are now alternative days, and happy-grin going on without stop, and I am about to have been reminded that we drive today yes' with a difference! (Yes, schachtelei ahoy! Hehehehe)
on the bridge, a short stop for a merry photo lanes, and further, by Schumm Schumm. on a nifty-hotel, which I've never seen, look: that already the first people at my own hippo presentation. I stopped briefly to the Yenidze times angle to take from NEM other under the photo magnifier, and pottering around little bit, as the ground, the crowded background from the image center, but the's did not work, so I also noticed they do not always was slower and the engine noise in my ears muffled with a low note arrived. I noticed this but absent-minded, I was in the back pack of the big camera in your pocket, only accelerated after the ground again and I asked myself, why on here vorbeidödelt so slowly, until I noticed that I had with the back of my bike pretty further into the rail track. I asked motioning apologize, and then went.
Altmarktgalerie. the look was dark, the eyes staring in their number increasing and there was no one who ever gekuckt me happy or at least save his stupid-looking. idiot stare, go elsewhere!
arrived in the department store, was occurring again all mine. at the lower end slightly angefetzten flares in 70erstyle, the beschmuddelte and some ragged-looking jacket (he has survived many adventures!) and the bright pink bobble hat exploded on a spending spree in the most dazzling colors universe. The look did not change, came to surprise and discontent now obvious to rentnergaffen. but do not put off women, some smiling, what a nice consolation.
third stock, saturn. I fell on the way to more innovative images (see above was difficult), on which the slogan "We build to - Save The sale continues:.." subtly pointed out that despite the consumer boom construction can be preserved! What a splendid set of wonders of the human race! I wonder how many of those present to ask people to actually know how stupid that sounds at all? Go buy it just because it? I see black!
here in the saturn was properly built and renovated. I walked up the stairs that once looked like a different way, and was slain by the riiieeeesigkeit of the room. the whole area must have doubled or tripled, it has felt worse. but I do not kneel before the digital shit, hahaha, never! the search for a vhs-c CompactCassette for video cameras (analog) was semi-successful as expected, they had the great in 3-pack for 3.99, which I find endless in this vast hall full of ... products (if the names are important? or the curves of the case?) struck first, as I look back at the checkout in the lowest compartment of a next regales my refined. great, I'd save me the itinerary. after all analog! but no trace of small aufnahmecassettchen.
mission failed, I would have wondered if the whole between the high-tech mega-HD_super-blast-frills also have to be ne good old VHS cassette, classified lovely addition to their own kind zich. but also the internet is the book and also the iPad will not replace the newspaper, and digital media are not the good old film strips To replace someone on this world will give me even that, I do not need YOU!
well, then hold out again. schwupps's on bike, my god what bliss, away from the palace full of bars. I drove past a merry-made "play area" near the post space, opposite the House of Books, as where the horse way street begins and the Centrum-Galerie their sharp wedge driven into the idyllic, there is now a wooden frame with beautiful concrete floors and iron bars to play. as colorful as well as resourceful! a wood box, hingeblubbert unkind for the annoying city custody of children. do not know if it gets eventually opened, have never a child saw it. probably is not made for it, maybe there since the summer open-air sale.
I sneak in the back part of the centrum by giants. the garage entrance auffahrstückchen between sidewalk and lowered are somehow made so funny that it change whenever the sidewalks to lowered garage entrance, and vice versa (the Centrum-Galerie has a total of 4 or exits, we would then at 8 times height change) surges on to the common my body was posterior. Bicycles are so undesirable, have understood! the riding road then bends around the corner is small and cute and ends hinter'm central station on a large plate. I turn around the corner and I-hey presto - no longer in Dresden, but in a ghost town! the gray walls of the holy relics to the Viennese court acted alone, no human being anywhere. I drive past the windows, everything looks dark rooms, disused, OH MY GOD - A man who works here about the? krass!
Capitalism has won so that socialism has proved virtually as unworthy. may be that there is in the winning model elements, which provide for a rule make it possible, and a socialist model as a project for all people fail from the start to the condemned is, BUT: it is based on ideas and ideals, which if not large, then at least SUPER small work. if the neighbor next door frischgeschlachtetes a piece of pig offering, if it helps cover for the roof, well then must make the good neighbor does not take the trouble to order only a roofer for money. There are countless examples in which it is about more than saving money and economics, always on and on, rising and growth. the same goes for a cross is sometimes real.
is so won his mass appeal. and the sympathy? the lost remains.
The thing is, as I'm able to throw the people with their money and are happy about how great you can buy everything and so on, but, if they begin to think, to determine areas of life, forcing me something that I would not if with aggressiveness wish fought against our own and our displeasure and protest are ignored, then there is tolerance to the past! and someone who is not sympathetic, and tells me what I'm dealing kindly, which I'll certainly do not obey. and certainly not understand his view.
I drive past the main station and looking forward to on the road uni. here it is beautiful.
Sunday, December 12, 2010
Aws Series - G115 Manual
Prototyp "Winterkarussellbuch"
After my first book carousel was made (it is called also star book, thanks for the hint), I had the idea to another to make represents a kind of winter landscape. I would also like to play a bit with lighting effects and use small LEDs, but before I do that (why do I need also the help of my husband, who was also originally the idea, and he is well acquainted with the technical / electronic stuff, while I have zero plan in this regard), I wanted to try this idea first general.
The following book has six different scenes easily held. I used white paper so it looks like a snowy landscape. The background is black with little stars painted on it. This is supposed to represent the night sky. My husband gave me helped by the way, he has cut out the motifs with a scalpel, he has a knack for simply.
Overall, it has become quite pretty, it's a pretty Winter-/Weihnachtsdeko, but I'm still not entirely satisfied with the performance. If I make the "right" carousel book with the LEDs, I want to improve things even more.
After I had made my first carousel book (it's also called star book, thanks for the hint) I had the idea to make another one showing sort of a winter landscape. I'd like to play a bit with light and add some diodes, but before I do this (I will need the help of my husband for this, actually it was his idea, and he knows a lot about this technical/electronic stuff while I'm just damn stupid concerning this...) I tried the idea in general.
The following book shows six different very simple scenes. I chose white paper so that it looks like a snowy landscape. The background is black with small painted stars on it. It's meant to be the dark sky at night. By the way, my husband has helped me with this book, he cut out the motives with a scalpel, he's skilled at this.
Altogether it looks quite nice, it's a very cute decoration during winter/Christmas. But I'm not completely pleased with it, yet, I will have to improve the ideas when I make the "real" carousel book including the diodes.
After my first book carousel was made (it is called also star book, thanks for the hint), I had the idea to another to make represents a kind of winter landscape. I would also like to play a bit with lighting effects and use small LEDs, but before I do that (why do I need also the help of my husband, who was also originally the idea, and he is well acquainted with the technical / electronic stuff, while I have zero plan in this regard), I wanted to try this idea first general.
The following book has six different scenes easily held. I used white paper so it looks like a snowy landscape. The background is black with little stars painted on it. This is supposed to represent the night sky. My husband gave me helped by the way, he has cut out the motifs with a scalpel, he has a knack for simply.
Overall, it has become quite pretty, it's a pretty Winter-/Weihnachtsdeko, but I'm still not entirely satisfied with the performance. If I make the "right" carousel book with the LEDs, I want to improve things even more.
After I had made my first carousel book (it's also called star book, thanks for the hint) I had the idea to make another one showing sort of a winter landscape. I'd like to play a bit with light and add some diodes, but before I do this (I will need the help of my husband for this, actually it was his idea, and he knows a lot about this technical/electronic stuff while I'm just damn stupid concerning this...) I tried the idea in general.
The following book shows six different very simple scenes. I chose white paper so that it looks like a snowy landscape. The background is black with small painted stars on it. It's meant to be the dark sky at night. By the way, my husband has helped me with this book, he cut out the motives with a scalpel, he's skilled at this.
Altogether it looks quite nice, it's a very cute decoration during winter/Christmas. But I'm not completely pleased with it, yet, I will have to improve the ideas when I make the "real" carousel book including the diodes.
Friday, December 10, 2010
Sims 2 Nightlife No Cd
layer circuit
it is not so easy to choose songs that you can perform on the radio. Many factors play a role: length, entertaining, crispness, Audible. the are not necessarily the best songs of a cassette or a concept album, but can quite "boring songs" are - the listener will not notice that!
somehow I have the feeling that changes the view, when you begin to start to create a new thing. when I begin to snowboarding, are forward-snowkitevideos have a greater impact on me as if I never had a thought crossed hang down. those who are not busy with music, will not understand what the great thing about 'stairway to heaven' (only one example from the pool of numerous immortal songs) or the simplicity of the caesars is.
I think it takes through all areas of life. the experience makes us special, makes us learn, remember and enjoy. but I think we can get bogged down there soon. who can already imagine what he as a 7-year-old in a specific situation would have thought or wanted? Teaching is also on the difficult: many can not imagine how the view of a 6 -, 9 - or 16-year-old is that he has experience, which he has never seen things and what it has not yet moved. all we have seen in our recent years, has left a small imprint in our lives, and if it's only subconsciously perceived or even no longer exist - we are biased. things we can analyze and evaluate things, "anticipates" or "seem likely" - but we have lost sight of the greenness. We have been deflowered.
when one first sees a hot film, this experience of the 1st males never return. you know the film, and more importantly, you know the end. He may be a further 2, 4, 78 View times, and he will always find good, but the debut is over. the first impression. the assessment of their own naivety - "Wow, this is beautiful!"
So all we have gained in experience so far, all the beautiful and bad moments of our past, and a clipping our own impartiality. The more experience, less greenness. so stubborn retired pensioners are also stubborn and stupid kids stupid kids.
but what I prefer? the sweet scent of adventure greenness, combined with disappointment, pain and suffering, or the gentle wave of safe experience that we "protected" against unpleasant? the freedom of a child or the safety and experience of the old? open mind also means constant surprise and joy!
you can always enthusiastic about the same things, because they make your heart jump every time on anew. down old town no matter how often the same direction - it will put you always wonder in!
So my greenness best, and this increases the optimism. negative experiences contribute just nunmal intense than positive - but we have so positive "experiences normal" as stamped or forgotten?
the equilibrium is the solution. nunmal pain belongs to. and sometimes when you're really strong and united with it when you completely in harmony with yourself, then you can enjoy the pain too, or at least tolerate. he is a new energy-after all, he unleashed the rage that is so bitter in your heart pierced and fills you with energy, you've never felt before.
one is stubborn. we believe things, know better than others or because of their own intuition, which is nothing other than the experience of our processing is to be able to predict correctly, as what comes when it comes to what is to come.
who learned an instrument, will hear songs never so naive as before, and whoever likes to write is poems, books, manuscripts home, work, contributions, the value of Goethe or a review of reading office never the same again - the view widens and narrows at the same time.
who begins painting a picture, a film shoot, a beer tap to people, kick out, commonly occur in interactions with people, will have the same pictures, movies, draft beer, door encounters and situations no longer see the way before he himself in this role stuck.
perhaps he is wondering if he could just as well this. and then unfolds the artist or just looking for people who know what they are doing. the love to do what they do and the passion and glow can produce.
and if I then remind my childhood, in my personal and have situations, songs, words and acts of prejudice and embossed, then I know I did not think "woar who can do but well, something you'll make never ", but more of a" Wow! that I shall do that too. " and then you suddenly have optimism for things to say which actually own the experience would "not works anyway." because the shit , and: not predictable.
we can not say "it will be!" Because can come's always different. and is anyway. because you yourself just is not the determining the actual world.
so why spoil something from the outset, when the output is dependent on how you approach this situation?
than I with my papa and my brother have moved to Leipzig to interview, I knew that I definitely want to study computer science no. I could say but then not, the pressure was too low and the fear of my father's face too great. So, chop, into the interview with the loose know that one does not want the job anyway.
and popping,:)
may well be the luck or chance. But also, and if only a small part, act from their own.
good, now was the story a few thoughts a treatise on the vision of the world. as you can see again that comes but everything is different: I really want to write about something else entirely. but I've forgotten, as always. matter, is still came out with something nice.
there is no past and no future, there is present only the constant. every moment is a new moment, each day a new day to finally do what you always wanted to do.
but when is the first step?
my favorite time is the future. that's the only time where I sometimes can really be for me. no person in the street, everyone is asleep and nothing incites one, because the next "time" is only in the afternoon. and by that time? time for you!
the cd is over, but I have heard through the whole album, but also some beads on it, I've never heard Sun
the game I next time:) but you have to show the world.
I wandered off and close to sunrise.
good night world
it is not so easy to choose songs that you can perform on the radio. Many factors play a role: length, entertaining, crispness, Audible. the are not necessarily the best songs of a cassette or a concept album, but can quite "boring songs" are - the listener will not notice that!
somehow I have the feeling that changes the view, when you begin to start to create a new thing. when I begin to snowboarding, are forward-snowkitevideos have a greater impact on me as if I never had a thought crossed hang down. those who are not busy with music, will not understand what the great thing about 'stairway to heaven' (only one example from the pool of numerous immortal songs) or the simplicity of the caesars is.
I think it takes through all areas of life. the experience makes us special, makes us learn, remember and enjoy. but I think we can get bogged down there soon. who can already imagine what he as a 7-year-old in a specific situation would have thought or wanted? Teaching is also on the difficult: many can not imagine how the view of a 6 -, 9 - or 16-year-old is that he has experience, which he has never seen things and what it has not yet moved. all we have seen in our recent years, has left a small imprint in our lives, and if it's only subconsciously perceived or even no longer exist - we are biased. things we can analyze and evaluate things, "anticipates" or "seem likely" - but we have lost sight of the greenness. We have been deflowered.
when one first sees a hot film, this experience of the 1st males never return. you know the film, and more importantly, you know the end. He may be a further 2, 4, 78 View times, and he will always find good, but the debut is over. the first impression. the assessment of their own naivety - "Wow, this is beautiful!"
So all we have gained in experience so far, all the beautiful and bad moments of our past, and a clipping our own impartiality. The more experience, less greenness. so stubborn retired pensioners are also stubborn and stupid kids stupid kids.
but what I prefer? the sweet scent of adventure greenness, combined with disappointment, pain and suffering, or the gentle wave of safe experience that we "protected" against unpleasant? the freedom of a child or the safety and experience of the old? open mind also means constant surprise and joy!
you can always enthusiastic about the same things, because they make your heart jump every time on anew. down old town no matter how often the same direction - it will put you always wonder in!
So my greenness best, and this increases the optimism. negative experiences contribute just nunmal intense than positive - but we have so positive "experiences normal" as stamped or forgotten?
the equilibrium is the solution. nunmal pain belongs to. and sometimes when you're really strong and united with it when you completely in harmony with yourself, then you can enjoy the pain too, or at least tolerate. he is a new energy-after all, he unleashed the rage that is so bitter in your heart pierced and fills you with energy, you've never felt before.
one is stubborn. we believe things, know better than others or because of their own intuition, which is nothing other than the experience of our processing is to be able to predict correctly, as what comes when it comes to what is to come.
who learned an instrument, will hear songs never so naive as before, and whoever likes to write is poems, books, manuscripts home, work, contributions, the value of Goethe or a review of reading office never the same again - the view widens and narrows at the same time.
who begins painting a picture, a film shoot, a beer tap to people, kick out, commonly occur in interactions with people, will have the same pictures, movies, draft beer, door encounters and situations no longer see the way before he himself in this role stuck.
perhaps he is wondering if he could just as well this. and then unfolds the artist or just looking for people who know what they are doing. the love to do what they do and the passion and glow can produce.
and if I then remind my childhood, in my personal and have situations, songs, words and acts of prejudice and embossed, then I know I did not think "woar who can do but well, something you'll make never ", but more of a" Wow! that I shall do that too. " and then you suddenly have optimism for things to say which actually own the experience would "not works anyway." because the shit , and: not predictable.
we can not say "it will be!" Because can come's always different. and is anyway. because you yourself just is not the determining the actual world.
so why spoil something from the outset, when the output is dependent on how you approach this situation?
than I with my papa and my brother have moved to Leipzig to interview, I knew that I definitely want to study computer science no. I could say but then not, the pressure was too low and the fear of my father's face too great. So, chop, into the interview with the loose know that one does not want the job anyway.
and popping,:)
may well be the luck or chance. But also, and if only a small part, act from their own.
good, now was the story a few thoughts a treatise on the vision of the world. as you can see again that comes but everything is different: I really want to write about something else entirely. but I've forgotten, as always. matter, is still came out with something nice.
there is no past and no future, there is present only the constant. every moment is a new moment, each day a new day to finally do what you always wanted to do.
but when is the first step?
my favorite time is the future. that's the only time where I sometimes can really be for me. no person in the street, everyone is asleep and nothing incites one, because the next "time" is only in the afternoon. and by that time? time for you!
the cd is over, but I have heard through the whole album, but also some beads on it, I've never heard Sun
the game I next time:) but you have to show the world.
I wandered off and close to sunrise.
good night world
Sunday, December 5, 2010
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Monday, November 29, 2010
Sorority Community Service Recommendation Letter
a winter poem
the flakes dancing wildly back and forth, again and again up and down, small snow particles, which tell us hopsend and shouting of their release. finally, they may swirl around enchant the world and cover the trees gently.
next stop, studentenwerk. the faces of the waiting people are quiet, calm in himself, almost bedächtigt. the sad faces of the gray November days are seemingly never been there, no one really looks grim. soothed the souls of the snow and embeds us in soft cotton mattresses. It is cold, but not disgusting, it's wet, but comfortable.
I look out the window and watch with joy floating in the human heart. The streets seem more lively and filled than usual, this is probably as busy as ever. and during the natural sleep begins her long, locking the man continued to pave its unnatural. work, uni, everyday - There is no rest, no recall, no rest and recuperate. while pet bed to sleep and the world for months on and her whistle drive, while many living things in their deepest inner core to withdraw, and then stare into her pause, while the deafening snow the landscape conceals soft as butter - whistle while all that the man on the natural rhythms and shall not be retired, but continues its social trotting.
whatnot due to a wrong line after this Zschertnitz. I'm concerned. I wonder what I as a director of a school would hold today. I would probably first all students in the large Community space can assemble and convene a consultation, what to do with the snow. if you melt it and cook soup out of it could be? I do not think this is a good idea, but thanks for your expression willy. one would have to build a snowman, and hold a huge snowball fight, against students and teachers if the teachers do it, lather all students so that they may give up, then a stay at home for weeks. of course, not create them and so win the students must also get and a few large carrots and coal for the giant snowman, who would be responsible enough for this task?
bang, bus stops, The doors swing up and I'm back on the bus, which is slightly hot mulled wine schwappert on the cup rim, the ouch. I remain, but only briefly here, I hardly look into the weißgüldene landscape, which rushes past me, spinning my thoughts back directions in the wildest. I watch as an elderly man seated blazes his way through the folding doors and the first-best.
snow in winter. winter, the peace and quiet, out,. live winter, old, death. feels like one old man who knows he has experienced everything in his life and is ready to die, but do not want to wait on death? if you can because the blades together poverty and we plunge into the most daring adventure? it can one anyway nothing happen to die you do anyway, and if it should happen sooner, because you place in the covered bed in front of him added vegetate the parachute Über'm not grand canyon aufbekommt ... well, then that happens. constantly on the run from the family, it is so close to the heart, the one they do not see them die, even though it would be best for oneself. or you can enjoy the last days with his sweetheart, and then fall asleep happily alongside each other ... hm, is somehow not so easy to be old.
mind wander back. I smile, thinking of the past winter, to adventure in the snow, in the childhood stories of all white Velcro. You never forget your first kiss, the first apartment, or other health-only situations. and each year, each year's new one is on the first snow a warm feeling flow up note in itself. maybe not everyone, but I remember very well. It starts slowly, the cold there is quite broken even in the hands, feet, the. once but has the body of the summer passed final (maybe he comes again?) as soon as it is certain that we endure now has for months, starting the tunnel vision is clear, and the warm message of last season passes through the heart of my body, my spirit, my soul: this is the end. look around, what do you, what do you remember? a chimney in my heart starts to burn, and rocking me gently into the winter trance, whispering to me: a child and engage in the snow was.
I jump up and stride with a smile through the door, out into the chilly reality of Dresden. I would now like to by the jump snow and the stupid look dealcoholized not child pulling on me, she beschmeißen with snow, loud giggling and cackling, spend me completely and then cheeks with crimson in a warm little room set, hot listen drinking chocolate and stories that the bearded grandpa sweater in wool trick me to tell, then the winter, oh god, you know you know how high the snow was there? sooo high ...
I cross the street and plan my day and inside the to-do tasks. There is no room for play. shame really.
the flakes dancing wildly back and forth, again and again up and down, small snow particles, which tell us hopsend and shouting of their release. finally, they may swirl around enchant the world and cover the trees gently.
next stop, studentenwerk. the faces of the waiting people are quiet, calm in himself, almost bedächtigt. the sad faces of the gray November days are seemingly never been there, no one really looks grim. soothed the souls of the snow and embeds us in soft cotton mattresses. It is cold, but not disgusting, it's wet, but comfortable.
I look out the window and watch with joy floating in the human heart. The streets seem more lively and filled than usual, this is probably as busy as ever. and during the natural sleep begins her long, locking the man continued to pave its unnatural. work, uni, everyday - There is no rest, no recall, no rest and recuperate. while pet bed to sleep and the world for months on and her whistle drive, while many living things in their deepest inner core to withdraw, and then stare into her pause, while the deafening snow the landscape conceals soft as butter - whistle while all that the man on the natural rhythms and shall not be retired, but continues its social trotting.
whatnot due to a wrong line after this Zschertnitz. I'm concerned. I wonder what I as a director of a school would hold today. I would probably first all students in the large Community space can assemble and convene a consultation, what to do with the snow. if you melt it and cook soup out of it could be? I do not think this is a good idea, but thanks for your expression willy. one would have to build a snowman, and hold a huge snowball fight, against students and teachers if the teachers do it, lather all students so that they may give up, then a stay at home for weeks. of course, not create them and so win the students must also get and a few large carrots and coal for the giant snowman, who would be responsible enough for this task?
bang, bus stops, The doors swing up and I'm back on the bus, which is slightly hot mulled wine schwappert on the cup rim, the ouch. I remain, but only briefly here, I hardly look into the weißgüldene landscape, which rushes past me, spinning my thoughts back directions in the wildest. I watch as an elderly man seated blazes his way through the folding doors and the first-best.
snow in winter. winter, the peace and quiet, out,. live winter, old, death. feels like one old man who knows he has experienced everything in his life and is ready to die, but do not want to wait on death? if you can because the blades together poverty and we plunge into the most daring adventure? it can one anyway nothing happen to die you do anyway, and if it should happen sooner, because you place in the covered bed in front of him added vegetate the parachute Über'm not grand canyon aufbekommt ... well, then that happens. constantly on the run from the family, it is so close to the heart, the one they do not see them die, even though it would be best for oneself. or you can enjoy the last days with his sweetheart, and then fall asleep happily alongside each other ... hm, is somehow not so easy to be old.
mind wander back. I smile, thinking of the past winter, to adventure in the snow, in the childhood stories of all white Velcro. You never forget your first kiss, the first apartment, or other health-only situations. and each year, each year's new one is on the first snow a warm feeling flow up note in itself. maybe not everyone, but I remember very well. It starts slowly, the cold there is quite broken even in the hands, feet, the. once but has the body of the summer passed final (maybe he comes again?) as soon as it is certain that we endure now has for months, starting the tunnel vision is clear, and the warm message of last season passes through the heart of my body, my spirit, my soul: this is the end. look around, what do you, what do you remember? a chimney in my heart starts to burn, and rocking me gently into the winter trance, whispering to me: a child and engage in the snow was.
I jump up and stride with a smile through the door, out into the chilly reality of Dresden. I would now like to by the jump snow and the stupid look dealcoholized not child pulling on me, she beschmeißen with snow, loud giggling and cackling, spend me completely and then cheeks with crimson in a warm little room set, hot listen drinking chocolate and stories that the bearded grandpa sweater in wool trick me to tell, then the winter, oh god, you know you know how high the snow was there? sooo high ...
I cross the street and plan my day and inside the to-do tasks. There is no room for play. shame really.
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Luba Paniel
me
details 11:56 (2 hours ago)
Bonjour Hugo,
Une chambre
est du 30 novembre au 01 décembre GARMENT (1 night) pour la prestation de référence à:
BRITANNIA
Hôtel 24, rue d'Amsterdam 75009 Paris
Tel: 01 42 85 36 36
Cordialement,
Luba Paniel
Luba Paniel
me
details 11:56 (2 hours ago)
Bonjour Hugo,
Une chambre
est du 30 novembre au 01 décembre GARMENT (1 night) pour la prestation de référence à:
BRITANNIA
Hôtel 24, rue d'Amsterdam 75009 Paris
Tel: 01 42 85 36 36
Cordialement,
Luba Paniel
Friday, November 26, 2010
Uverse Delete Recordings
book series
To try out different colors of yarn, I made six different books with Coptic binding.
Trying some different colors of thread I made six different books with a coptic binding.
Click on the photos to enlarge them.
black thread on a light background. As a cover, I have a copy of an old map used.
Black thread with a bright background. I used a copy of an old map as cover.
blue-gray thread. Matched by a blue cover: water drops. The thread is unfortunately very thick and twisted very happy, so not really ideal for binding.
Blue-gray thread. To match the thread a blue cover: water drops. The thread is very thick and screws up easily so it's not very good for binding.
a red cover for a thread that was unfortunately not to handle so well.
A red cover for a red thread Which was not easy to handle, too.
In this book, I've used a yellow-orange yarn (which was also pretty crappy) and selected for the cover of a motif with sunflowers. I also have on binding varies a little, so that the covers were on the cross.
I used a yellow-orange kind of thread (it was quite nasty working with it, too), so I chose pictures with sunflowers for the cover. I have also changed the binding a tiny bit as that there are crosses on the covers.
Green may also not be missed, this thread was very thin so you could work a little better. Matched by a green marbled paper for the cover.
This green thread was very thin so it was easier to work with it. To match the thread I used a green marbled paper for the covers.
This book is my favorite. The paper of the cover is a kind of paper in black leather, but which shines green. Since I wanted to make sure that you see the white thread well, I've provided all the paper documents (from normal white paper) in addition to black paper of a paper bag. The paper bag was green on the inside.
This one is my favorite! The paper of the covers is a sort of paper in black leather that is greenish Which shimmers. I wanted to make sure that the white thread can be seen very well so I wrapped every signature of normal white paper with black parts of a paper bag Which is green inside.
To try out different colors of yarn, I made six different books with Coptic binding.
Trying some different colors of thread I made six different books with a coptic binding.
Click on the photos to enlarge them.
black thread on a light background. As a cover, I have a copy of an old map used.
Black thread with a bright background. I used a copy of an old map as cover.
blue-gray thread. Matched by a blue cover: water drops. The thread is unfortunately very thick and twisted very happy, so not really ideal for binding.
Blue-gray thread. To match the thread a blue cover: water drops. The thread is very thick and screws up easily so it's not very good for binding.
a red cover for a thread that was unfortunately not to handle so well.
A red cover for a red thread Which was not easy to handle, too.
In this book, I've used a yellow-orange yarn (which was also pretty crappy) and selected for the cover of a motif with sunflowers. I also have on binding varies a little, so that the covers were on the cross.
I used a yellow-orange kind of thread (it was quite nasty working with it, too), so I chose pictures with sunflowers for the cover. I have also changed the binding a tiny bit as that there are crosses on the covers.
Green may also not be missed, this thread was very thin so you could work a little better. Matched by a green marbled paper for the cover.
This green thread was very thin so it was easier to work with it. To match the thread I used a green marbled paper for the covers.
This book is my favorite. The paper of the cover is a kind of paper in black leather, but which shines green. Since I wanted to make sure that you see the white thread well, I've provided all the paper documents (from normal white paper) in addition to black paper of a paper bag. The paper bag was green on the inside.
This one is my favorite! The paper of the covers is a sort of paper in black leather that is greenish Which shimmers. I wanted to make sure that the white thread can be seen very well so I wrapped every signature of normal white paper with black parts of a paper bag Which is green inside.
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