West of the Olympic Stadium an absurd wood of tree stumps has arisen.
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Week 16 2009, beginning on April 13. |
West of the Olympic Stadium an absurd wood of tree stumps has arisen. |
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 Sunday though. |
 "The positive side is that papers aren't blown away." Guy |
 Around ten sportive young girls ride to the hockey meets. |
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Early Sunday morning. As early as nine an old model Fiat Abarth 500 roars in front of Fiat Marré in the industrial park of Amsterdam West, and stops in front of a new model 500. And in a few minutes more new 500's will follow, a gathering of small cars that have become so much bigger in the previous decades. The happy owners have met for a ride, that on the scale of 1 till 10, is bound to become an 11, a grand and blissful experience! |
 "It's good that I didn't drink!" Guy |
 "Let's forget all that jazz for a moment." Thom de Plume |
 "Mam will be happy!" |
 "Sales, uitverkoop, 50% off, bargains, all that nonsense." |
 "He can't complain, not being home himself." |
 "I think I even could be there earlier." Guy |
 "I came as soon as I could." Guy |
 Grannies get ever younger. Guy |
 "He will not be stealen, dad, won't he?" |
 Saturday afternoon, It's been a fine day afterall. Arie |
 The bank imploded and the buds exploded into a new spring. |
 "Yes, we made our day!" |
 Right into the sun. |
 Later in the afternoon the sun came out. |
 This is how Guy shot me. |
 "I shot myself on the Dam square, see?" Guy |
 Martin H.M. Schreiber, who once shot Madonna, 30 years ago. Till May 22nd in Art District, Westerstraat 230, Amsterdam. Guy Check out this blog for the Madonna nudes. |
 Four door buggy. |
 The trees are green by now, but the sun's gone. Arie |
 The Back to Dirt Society is moving around some dirt in the Vondelpark. It's not a local movement anymore. |
 Too bad it's salt water, for I had been thinking of getting a bicycle. Lewis |
 This power plant looms over our neighborhood... and a bar about three blocks from our apartment. The terrace was full of people dressed in black and more arriving every moment. A gathering of creative types? Mourners after a funeral? Lewis |
 From the roof of the parking garage I got this shot of a splendid bridge that Boston built a few years ago. The arched bridge in the foreground is the subway river crossing. Wish a train had come along as I took the picture. Lewis |
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 Yfke Sturm's in town! Guy |
 "I'd really appreciate it when you'd not ride on the sidewalk." |
 "Nope, I don't smoke, it's my break." |
 "Can't get a taxi for a short ride anymore." |
 "I'm shopping at this very moment." |
 "I'm in a hurry!" |
 "Let's give him a break." |
 "See, that's how!" |
 Eva likes apples. |
 Two sidecars as it were, but way faster. Guy |
 "No dad, let me be!" Guy |
 His Master's Ball. Guy |
 Busy bees swarm to their work hives. |
 "Rachmaninoff's a bit heavy for a light beginning." |
 Thursday. No time to lose. |
 "Will she be crying? Will she go home with me?" |
 "I really have no idea where I lost them." "We'll see, we'll walk all the way back." |
 It's still a long way till the holidays begin. |
 Mmmm, cold. |
 Schoolkids on their way home. |
 Wednesday. Solicitors on their way to court. |
 Ans Markus, the renowned painter, and her daughter Sigrid, on their way to a party for hair stylist Rob Peetoom. Guy |
 At the hight of its splendor. |
 Steel magnolia's in front of Klaas Bruinsma's parental home. |
 The ING HQ from another point of view. |
 Seen this photo before? |
 One of these houseboats. |
 "Considering its age. it's almost a phantom." Guy |
 "Keep your head down!" Guy |
 "Well, no oil today."Guy Guy |
 "Mamma will be home when we are." Guy |
 Tuesday. "You should see my ego!" |
 "The story really seized me." Guy |
 The Legend. Guy |
 "Together we had this dream, of steaming up the Sarakreek, or the Hudson river, with enough food and stuff to survive reality; we really hadn't thought we would not get farther then canals crammed with rotting, half sunken wrecks." |
 "I had a dream, to drive anywhere, although the going would be getting rougher by the day, and less civilized by the mile." |
Switch Image Communication Phlog op Cellspace. Where to go in Amsterdam. |
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