hans leeuw
The jam-session with Hans Leeuw on trumpet was very inspired. Perhaps this inspiration was triggered by the onset of fall.
Tuesday, October 31, 2006
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if
minds
could
dopplershift
the
color
of
imagination
would
be
black
minds
could
dopplershift
the
color
of
imagination
would
be
black
Ed Schenk, Amsterdam, Netherlands
People fascinate me, in every aspect. In this blog I share the way I perceive Amsterdam.
Occasionally I contribute work to As/Is, Saying something, The Flux I Share, Vispoets and CIAOW.
My music is published on acidplanet
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In my other blog "Underneath the mangatree" I try to collect the work that I contribute to other realms.
1 shared some thoughts
it is three in the morning and the rain has just come; fall is over and winter is begining to creep through the cracks beneath the doors. Autumn came so late I am saddened to see it pass; bittersweet time of year.
The man looks absolutely blissed-out in this photograph; such a beautiful expression of how ones entire body becomes the istrument.
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