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Entry in Amsterdam, 14th of February 2020

i'd have a poem for each day,

in my head, they're much simpler

we took a lot of photos to have something to show our parents, but we still haven't. There are a few ones though that actually mean more to us than just the amazement we had just looking to the left and to the right. We got out of the house mostly at night and it was good. It was good for me to have a different kind of vacation, where we didn't necessarily have to go to all the museums around; and felt happy just with each others company and the long, late walks

FatFuck lying on the couch near the lovely heat giving radiator,

wild flowers from my grandmother who made a bouquet for me every time I went by her place. I love them so much there were never enough so I duplicated it with our first mirror set.

Flowers in twilight

A3, black liner on white paper

EscapadE

Frame by frame animation, 15fps