Thursday

på mønstre










New notebook new project new desk new mess. The rain, the rain ruined my socks. Everything is a pattern now.

never look back



The scottish pub here sells Guiness.

Thursday

incomplete process documentation











none of the above really occurred in the above order

but you make a mould you heat the metal 720 degrees you dress up in silver you pour and it's over in seconds
then you saw and sand and sand and sand (if you want to)


!light!



an afternoon in efterår





Fuck the graphics dinosaur who doesn't see the sky round here as a legit inspiration for a typeface. (He's probably right, it's not very graphic).


little dog, don't go away



I pretty much don't know what time it is for more than half the day now.

Words float around, took a while to work out it's not a dog but a dinosaur.

Søndag, looking down.






My people have no pictures in so here's Seb on the pavement with a pancake, at Vi Mødtes Gennem Ruden (maybe one day I'll get how to pronounce it, not yet).