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Death Blowing Bubbles - Johann Georg Leinberger
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A rather brilliant depiction of death by Johann Georg Leinberger for the ceiling of Holy Grave Chapel in Michaelsberg Abbey, Bamberg, Germany.
The "Missing" Post Office on Awashima Island, Japan
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A place where all letters are available to be read (and kept) by those who most need them. Sort of like a "Post Secret" - letters addressed to the deceased, missing, or otherwise written thoughts that can't find their audience.
1317-2 Takumacho Awashima
Mitoyo, Kagawa 769-1108
Japan
I miss writing letters, the concreteness of a pen & paper, or an old clattering Underwood Typewriter. I might have to use this.
(via FutilityCloset.com) && a more in-depth explanation on the Wikipedia: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Missing_Post_Office
Gloat...
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And now that I've passed inspection it's time to gloat. The neighbor, upstairs, who'd come and let herself into my flat last week to announce to me that "they don't want to throw you out but they're going to have to..." and ended by stressing me out so much that I began the deep clean days early...
I'm on her chair, gloating. "Yes, I won the trophy for the cleanest apartment...."
I'm pitching my cleaning service to her, she could use a hand, maybe some of the other tenants as well?
She comes down and looks around the apartment in complete and utter disbelief.
I get it. I wouldn't have believed it either, only I have a deep abiding belief in miracles, especially the ones I perform myself. And this most definitely was one.
So, never one to gloat but here, this is the time, and damn if I weren't so antisocial I'd have other people up and show them around, only I never did the "before" tour and so it would make no sense, they'd just think "isn't this how regular people live", not realizing how far up I had to swim out of the abyss to get to the "regular people" level...
I took pictures, and if you're curious they're posted below...
My life bears no scrutiny...
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Today, the deadline, finally, of the Annual Inspection. My initial estimate of 3 hours wasn't far off, I put in total about 185 hours unproductively worrying about it and 5 hours, tops, doing a deep and thorough clean, putting things "in their place" which I may never find again.
It's done, and the building manager has a sort of grudging admiration that I pulled it off. Her sister must have tipped her that my studio was a little, a trifle, untidy.
Of course it was.
But the 5 hours, big dividends, and all the stress proved for nothing, clear spaces, countertops, shelves and cupboards, totes filled with art supplies arranged beside the easel, every ledge washed, shelf wiped down, floor swept and scrubbed, closets ordered and reordered until I could finally close them, the background noise of unarranged and superfluous ornament and ideas, of unfinished art projects, collections of rocks, candlesticks, crystals, garnets, all tidied and squared away.
My life, that would bear no scrutiny, least of all mine own, has finally passed inspection, and it's a relief, I can breathe, look at a plan or two to start converting these projects, supplies and ideas into into money...
I feel I should take some pictures for your benefit, if you've known me at all you'll know that disorder and chaos are my baseline, this, cleaning the house, the "settling in", it's my own personal Everest, and I've just gotten to the top.
Now, while I'm on that roll, time perhaps to address a few other lifestyle habits so I live long enough to enjoy the fruits of my labour...
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