I’ve already posted a picture for the Weekly Photo Challenge this week, but I also felt like sharing this painting that I painted during the rainy season in Nepal back in 2005. It’s really about indulging, on many different levels, and it’s not subtle about it either!
For this weeks Photo Challenge, WordPress writes:
“Indulge. When we think of the word indulge, food often comes to mind, but indulging isn’t always about food. You can indulge in moments, feelings, emotions, places, and more! It can be a private moment rocking on a hammock, watching a movie on a work day, eating that second piece of chocolate cake, reliving a memory, fantasizing about the future, or treating or pampering yourself.”
A ghostly Valkyrie from Valhall visited the park late one night. Luckily I carried my camera with me.
I had to pray that Odin, the God of all gods, would spare our miserable lives.
There’s not much to say about this photo: it’s a Magach (מגח) – a series of tanks in Israeli service.
This article contains a review of Prinspóló’s first concert in Oslo, plus some photos & some movie/sound clips.
Last week I couldn’t join the weekly photo challenge: there’s was just not enough hours in my day so I had to pass, but this week I’m back in!
This photo was shot last night at a concert with the Icelandic band Prinspóló.
For those of you who follow the blog, you’ve already know (from my last blog post) that we just visited “the last unknown frontier in Europe to have been discovered & settled by man, this was the land known to the Greeks as Ultima Thule, a place beyond the borders of the known world, where it was said land, air & water all converged.”
We’re on our honeymoon, we got married 5 years ago but had to save up money before going on this trip. Today is also my birthday and what better place to celebrate than here? So, where are we?
Had a friend visiting this weekend. Here you see a photo of one of the situations… Read more about the weekend here: Thai-style oxtail soup.
Weekly Photo Challenge:
I had a visitor from Australia this weekend, which not only meant that I had to be a good tour guide and show him the city where I live, but also (as any responsible host would have done) that I had to feed the bastard… (I’m just kidding of course: he was great guest, and he wasn’t born out-of-wedlock, which means that he couldn’t have been a bastard).
So, after being this hectic weekend, are you ready for the recipe?