Monday, September 21, 2009

zoologischer dino


zoologischer dino
Originally uploaded by screenpunk

Artis Amsterdam Zoo is expanding. Between the buildings of the zoo en the water of the Entrepotdock is a strip of land. Back in the eightees the strip was a home for squatters and homeless. Beginning of the ninetees the city council chased the citynomads away and turned a chunck of the strip into parking places for zoo visitors.

Artis now is gonne take the remaining piece of land and is going to expand the animal quarters on it. The houseboats that are still there have to get off and one of the houseboaters made some artificial animals as a silent protest to his removal.

Thursday, September 10, 2009

waarheen daarheen


waarheen daarheen
Originally uploaded by screenpunk

whereto thereto
wohin dohin

Sunday, September 6, 2009

new wig new song


new wig new song
Originally uploaded by screenpunk

Miss Screenpunk got a new wig .. the band got together .. see the animation and listen to the music at screenwork.nl

Saturday, September 5, 2009

gulden olifant

gulden olifant
gulden olifant
Originally uploaded by screenpunk

Amsterdam is stacked with little elephants these days .. The Elephant Parade tries to raise attention (and money) for the Asian elephant .. this orange elephant is covered with the good old gulden .. the ducht monetairy unit before the euro

Thursday, September 3, 2009

Thalassa


Thalassa
Originally uploaded by screenpunk

Run out the boat, my broken comrades;
Let the old seaweed crack, the surge
Burgeon oblivious of the last
Embarkation of feckless men,
Let every adverse force converge--
Here we must needs embark again.

Run up the sail, my heartsick comrades;
Let each horizon tilt and lurch--
You know the worst: your wills are fickle,
Your values blurred, your hearts impure
And your past life a ruined church--
But let your poison be your cure.

Put out to sea, ignoble comrades,
Whose record shall be noble yet;
Butting through scarps of moving marble
The narwhal dares us to be free;
By a high star our course is set,
Our end is Life. Put out to sea.

-- Thalassa by Louis MacNeice