Happy New Year

and remember, sometimes you have to change your perspective a tiny little bit and you suddenly find you have stepped out of the darkness and into the sun (and I know that I need to remember this most of all).

Leopard man

in the midst of his daring and dangerous act.

Incurabili

in a small and intimate cafe. Just like it should be.

Free your mind

and the rest will follow (En Vogue used to sing). So why not give it a try?

The night of the living dead

or rather the country of the living dead. I know that politicians often take the mickey out of their voters and think that they are no more then a common dust mite, but calling your citizens zombies is going a bit to far, even for somebody with no moral standards whatsoever.

Well

somebody needs to stand up to them.

My opening

was excellent. Because of all of you who turned up. Most of the credits go to all of you who came to see it, say hi, have a drink with me (aaaarghh, such a me person, me), and especially my dancer friends who held a couple of performances at the opening and the part of my family who traveled a long long way just to be there on the night.

It was

really nice to see this guy and his son after a long time.

While

preparing my exhibition of dance photos I got invited to take some photos of another dance performance. This almost seems as if the world is spinning the way it should, but it is a bit early to tell at the moment.
Even though it is not me in the photo, this seems to be how I feel lately. Quite often.

Wondering

what or who he has just seen? So am I.

Pure pleasure

and no extra commentary really necessary.

When will I see you again?

is the question the two of them asked. So did I (not now, but sometime in the past). I bet that you also  posed this question in your past, maybe on a sunny day as you watched a really cute girl step off the underground platform and onto the Piccadilly line, not turning back, because she didn't know you from Adam, or on a grey and gloomy day as your beloved waved with tears in her eyes before stepping onto that plane, promising she will be back soon, or maybe on a rainy day when you were freshly in love and held hands all day long and didn't want to let go, but you knew you have to, ...

Tiger Lillies

Apparently they are currently the 8th weirdest band in the world. It all seemed pretty normal to me.

Luna park

and the photo is slightly crooked. Luckily the author was there to hold it up right.

I wonder where

do they store all the snow during the summer?

Psihomodo pop 30 years

It is strange how many bands are celebrating decades of existence. It almost makes you think it is just like any other job... work for 40 years and then retire (if you are lucky).

 But of course now they have been on the scene so long they had to have some warm up bands, and it would be unfair not to post a photo of each of them.

You really

can't say we all agree with the current political situation.