Odile Strik's Blog

faon beckons me from the other shoreim about to stretch and dip my toesyet im staring down words and they forbidme for a moment yet to plunge ahead i remember gazing up at morning moonand once glimpsed wholly was consumedthe i from that day forth until untoldtimes that lay beyond the mists of soul déjà […]

Handmade purse in the rough shape of a quadruped (presumably). Too cute to ignore. Age: Unknown. Material: Cotton outside, polyester lining. Velveteen buttons and (acrylic?) wool stitching. Bought: February 2024, T2, Antwerp.

Pleated dark blue trousers with lined block pattern. Age: Unknown. Material: Acrylic. Bought: March 2024, T2, Antwerp.

Pleated light brown trousers, beautiful metallic satiny sheen. Age: Unknown, but likely before 1989 because “Made in West Germany”. Material: 55% viscose, 45% cotton. Bought: April 2024, T2, Antwerp.

Pleated skirt in dark blue and pink with white flower motif. Most likely handmade, judging by the stitching. Age: Unknown. Material: Unknown, most likely cotton. Bought: April 2024, T2, Antwerp.

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Pleated skirt with South-Asian motif. Likely homemade, judging by the stitching. Age: Unknown. Material: Unknown. Bought: April 2024, T2, Antwerp

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So what do I deserve? How many living beings have been torn apart to fuel my little engine? How many little hungry mouths will my corpse feed? An n amount of years ago I flippantly posed the idea that “life itself is original sin; prove me wrong”. Yes, in that meme format. (sips glühwein from […]

Is this anything? The world is everything that falls. A fall marks itself off against the background of things that have been filtered to greyness. Our eyes perk up at the clatter. Immediately we cringe if the fall was hard enough. We have become sensitive to disturbances. A jolt of unbearableness shoots through our nerves. […]