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La comtesse des digues, door Marie Gevers

Bespreking: Peter Motte, 1135 woorden Ook “La comtesse des digues” door Marie Gevers komt uit de bundel “La petite illustration, romans, 1931, II”. Dat was een weekblad dat in de titel expliciet vermeldde dat er illustraties in stonden, en het zijn er maar drie per aflevering, soms vier, waarbij er twee paginagrootte buitentekstplaten met zwart- en grijstinten zijn op fotopapier, en verder een…

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Goede doelen worden gezien als toekomstige klanten voor publieke blockchains

Goede doelen worden gezien als toekomstige klanten voor publieke blockchains, omdat hun gevers transparantie verwachten. Verschillende initiatieven zijn daarvoor opgekomen, waaronder Giveth. Giveth noemt zichzelf een ‘charity’ en heeft geen werknemers https://t.co/dEMLwAYctp

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Thoughts On Childhood Pets + Stefan Gevers

Let’s talk about childhood pets for a moment but 1st, what comes to mind when I say this word. Snoopy. Perhaps you see the beagle who bounces gleefully in the Peanuts series. I see a darling green and gold budgie that was a single of my ideal pals expanding up. Snoopy, whom I named after considering Woodstock was too silly for a bird name, was usually there for me – never ever fail. He loved to soar around my space, rest of my shoulder, crawl up beneath my chin and cuddle. He loved to play with his toys and had a fondness for bells. We had our personal “call” – the moment I did it he would fly to me no matter where he was in the house. As soon as he escaped to the wonderful outdoors and it was my get in touch with that got him back inside once more.

My parents had dogs and cats but that tiny tiny bundle of pleased was all mine. I was responsible for feeding, cage clean up and sustaining his water dish and making sure his toys have been in great shape including his cutterbone which I loved simply because I usually thought it looked like the coolest little bird surfboard and I would daydream about taking him to the beach near our residence to ride the waves on it. Silly kid but cute nevertheless. I nonetheless smell his feathers if I think challenging and anytime I smell birdseed, even these days which feels like a million years later, I think of my little bird with the quite massive character.

Following he died, which was so unnecessary (my mother decided to put him below the shower to wash him), I wasn’t the exact same for awhile. I was mad at my mother. Mad at life. My grades suffered, my heart — split in two. He was my initial and last pet. Right after his death, I couldn’t imagine getting attached to one more animal. I’ll by no means overlook seeing him as he laid lifeless at the bottom of his cage. I took his limp little physique out, placed him on a soft towel and tried my CPR moves – the ones I had discovered in well being class (of course that was ridiculous but I was a little girl). When nothing happened, I cried for so extended that he was dry by the time I had composed myself enough to bury him. I then prepared a shoe box, integrated all of his favored toys, wrapped him very carefully in a single of my favored blankets I had used for my Barbie doll’s bed, and placed him inside closing the lid and knowing that was the final time I’d see him. I then rode my bike for 20 minutes down to the intercoastal waterway to bury him in my thinking spot, exactly where I went when I necessary to have peace and quiet. That is why these days, whenever I see a parakeet, a sweet small budgie of any color, I really feel warm and satisfied inside even though obviously mixed with sadness. I consider of my little feathered buddy. And then I feel about if I should get a pet once more someday.

Now that you have some history, and thanks for listening to my sad story, probably you know why this artists’ perform touched my heart this morning. Isn’t art supposed to evoke emotion? Stefan Gevers captures the character of birds so nicely I believe. And the colors are vibrant and joyful. Born in The Netherlands, Stefan lives in Melbourne, Australia where he creates beautiful art and hosts workshops. I discovered out about Stefan from the blog Studio House right here thanks to a reader, Jay, who highlighted this website just right now.

Did you ever have a childhood pet? What kind was it? What did you get in touch with it? Did you really feel then as although you had the most specific relationship in the globe? As I begin to think about my child expanding up and at some point wanting a pet of his own I wonder if I need to get him one thing that tends to have a longer life span or a shorter a single. Any thoughts?

(images: stefan gevers)

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