Ubiquitous Hands


It’s a first impression
Silence is deceiving
But just around the corner
I can hear
I can hear you breathe
It’s a calm confession
A curious obsession
No matter when I listen
I can hear
I can hear you breathe
I can hear you breathing
If you stay and never go away
I’ll repeat the same mistakes I’ve made
I’ll believe most anything you say and
Watch my heart of stone melt into clay
First I’m disbelieving
Then I’m almost drowning
Swimming in the ocean with the sound
I can hear you breathe
Walking in the heavens
Falling on the ground
Rolling on the earth
You’re all around
I can hear you breathe
I can hear you breathing
If you stay and never go away
I’ll repeat the same mistakes I’ve made
I’ll believe most anything you say and
Watch my heart of stone melt into clay
In your hands
In your hands
(Fall into your ubiquitous hands)
It’s an indication
I’m your destination
I hope it’s not just my imagination


The Coast

Beautiful and deeply religious…

Andrei Tarkovsky: Hardness and strength are death’s companions.

“Let everything that’s been planned come true. Let them believe. And let them have a laugh at their passions. Because what they call passion actually is not some emotional energy, but just the friction between their souls and the outside world. And most important, let them believe in themselves. Let them be helpless like children, because weakness is a great thing, and strength is nothing. When a man is just born, he is weak and flexible. When he dies, he is hard and insensitive. When a tree is growing, it’s tender and pliant. But when it’s dry and hard, it dies. Hardness and strength are death’s companions. Pliancy and weakness are expressions of the freshness of being. Because what has hardened will never win.”


Words are the sandbags on a balloon.

Let’s rise up to heaven.

Selfawareness of the web

Having said that, can you imagine the implications if an internet of the future did actually become aware of its own existence?

The lonely man of faith (Rab. Joseph Ber (Yosef Dov, Yoshe Ber) Soloveitchik)

Let me spell out this passional experience of contemporary man of faith. He looks upon himself as a stranger in modern society which is technically minded, self-centered, and self-loving, almost in a sickly narcissistic fashion, scoring honor upon honor, piling up victory upon victory, reaching for the distant galaxies, and seeing in the here-and-now sensible world the only manifestation of being. What can a man of faith like myself, living by a doctrine which has no technical potential, by a law which cannot be tested in the laboratory, steadfast in his loyalty to an eschatological vision whose fulfillment cannot be predicted with any degree of probability, let alone certainty, even by the most complex, ad- vanced mathematical calculations — what can such a man say to a functional utilitarian society which is }jnl•u•v1x{rnwànm”and whose practical reasons of the mind have long ago supplanted the sensitive reasons of the heart?

Uit Lonely Man of Faith (Joseph Ber (Yosef Dov, Yoshe Ber) Soloveitchik)


Johann Wolfgang Goethe had the right perspective: “Mysteries are not necessarily miracles.”


As the legendary Timothy Noakes PhD, author or co-author of more than 400 published research papers, is fond of saying: “Fifty percent of what we know is wrong. The problem is that we do not know which 50% it is.”

The evil is in wanting to be God.

‘Before Christ, people experienced God (or Gods) as something outside themselves.50
Since Christ, people (not all, but those who have learnt to see through him) see God as something in themselves. So that one can say that, through Christ, God has been drawn into mankind …
… Through Christ God has become man.
Lucifer wanted to become God and was not.
‘Christ became God without wanting to.
So the wicked thing is to want pleasure without deserving it.
If, however, one does right, without wanting pleasure, so joy comes of its own accord.’

Uittreksel van: Ray, Monk. ‘Ludwig Wittgenstein.’

James Nachtwey

James Nachtwey.

The worst thing as photographer is to feel benefiting from someone else his tragedy
It’s something I have to reckon with everyday, because I know if I ever allow genuine compassion
being overtaken by personal ambition, I will have sold my soul.
The only way I can justify my role is to have respect for someone else his predicament (difficult situation).
The extend to which I do that is the extend to which I become accepted by the other, and to that extend I can accept myself.

To The Top Report


A report of my journey to the Mont Blanc to film a documentary about three young people who wanted to proof they still can reach the summit of the Mont Blanc after they had recovered from [wikipop]leukemia[/wikipop].

This is the link to the report.

This is the final movie we made of this journey. Click here for HD Quicktime/wmv



Art has to be seen by as many people as possible. But that’s not the reason why you make art. It’s the reason why it has to be made.