by night you twist and turn and try not to dream and by day you haunt a house you can’t breathe in, can’t eat. but you’re changing.
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by night you twist and turn and try not to dream and by day you haunt a house you can’t breathe in, can’t eat. but you’re changing.
Esther
12/17/2008Tiles…
Senegal or Niger…
Me thinks I must send you a picture of the tiles in our home…
It’s not the same pattern, but it’s the exact same shade of mustard green & brown, with the black border on the wall…
Still smiling…
Kari
12/18/2008do send. i have to send you a photo of my entire floor, there are french words tiled in..
Esther
12/17/2008Hey – by the way, where did Jerome go? You’ve got the tea ready and my sorghum cake is ready in the solar oven! And isn’t that Szavanna bringing some good (African) music that we hear..?
Szavanna
12/18/2008Esther – I am around …. I was just hiding behing the teapot – hehe ok this doesn’t sound convincing – did you check that reggae song I just posted? Can we start with that and then wander into other styles …. may be we could invite Youssou N’dour who – I hear bought the place next door, Kari is this really true?
Kari
12/18/2008it’s true! but we doubt he will live there himself. there has been mad renovations these last few days, sawing and hammering and machete-ing. i will keep you posted. meanwhile – there’s tea..
Szavanna
12/18/2008Hm I’d be quite happy to have a house next door where Youssou Ndour almost lives :p.
Next door here – looks like a warzone – they are going to build here next year and now I only see the bricks that remained from the previous house …. ok so here is another reggae tune (Cheick Lo – http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OgHM3jrf4ME ) – hmm nothing like tea, cake and reggae music ….
Szavanna
12/18/2008And thank you for the photo :) now I am ready to make it in 3D!
Brendan
03/07/2009I distinctly remember those tea pots and vicious first glass. I distinctly remember many tries before I caught it from overflowing, gazing out to the fields around Zig while waiting, and using my mad teamaking skills to convince people that I wasn’t another tourist.
The truth is I remember a lot, distinctly, while looking at your photos.
Keep it up, please.
B
Kari
03/15/2009lovely art, isn’t it? where are you lately?