tag:uelkerig.blog.co.uk,2009-11-14:/What regions? The small worlds between I'm wandering then MokoFeed2009-11-14T20:29:39+01:00tag:uelkerig.blog.co.uk,2007-12-29:/2007/12/29/catholic_water~3502183/uelkerig2007-12-29T10:13:17+01:002007-12-29T10:13:17+01:00 <p class="center"><a href="javascript:window.open(" title="end_o_year_01"><img src="http://data3.blog.de/media/674/2241674_ae1d87f8eb_m.jpeg" alt="end_o_year_01" vspace="5" hspace="5"></a></p> <p class="center"> I couldn't but wonder when I saw this, what seems to be a genuine<br> replica of one of those figures that are very much beliked throughout<br> the world of catholizism. And it was not only one: may it be a cath-<br> olic hill? There is - before photographing - no human involved, so<br> I leave the conclusions to you. (Never will tell where I saw this,<br> I am sure the parking lots and the new pilgrims airport would spoil<br> the perspective.) </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://uelkerig.blog.co.uk/2007/12/29/catholic_water~3502183/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:uelkerig.blog.co.uk,2007-12-22:/2007/12/22/justice_finalleye_justice~3480150/uelkerig2007-12-22T22:08:44+01:002007-12-22T22:08:44+01:00 <p class="center"><a href="javascript:window.open(" title="brebach_dec14_05"><img src="http://data3.blog.de/media/269/2230269_d83943a903_m.jpeg" alt="brebach_dec14_05" vspace="5" hspace="5"></a></p> <p> <small> <a href="http://uelkerig.blog.co.uk/2007/12/22/justice_finalleye_justice~3480150/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:uelkerig.blog.co.uk,2007-12-19:/2007/12/19/be_eye_tiful_x_mas_trees~3463750/uelkerig2007-12-19T08:17:00+01:002007-12-19T08:17:00+01:00 <p class="center"><a href="javascript:window.open(" title="klbldf_dec16"><img src="http://data3.blog.de/media/606/2222606_29ce8a1504_m.jpeg" alt="klbldf_dec16" vspace="5" hspace="5"></a></p> <p class="center"> Once only once I want to see a poster screaming:<br> '<em>ugly christmas trees</em>' or '<em>not this fine x-mas trees<br> but you can burn them soon</em>' or '<em>rubbish x-mas trees</em>'<br> <strong>ONCE !!</strong> </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://uelkerig.blog.co.uk/2007/12/19/be_eye_tiful_x_mas_trees~3463750/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:uelkerig.blog.co.uk,2007-12-17:/2007/12/17/this_star_meyeght_lead_you~3453753/uelkerig2007-12-17T01:15:36+01:002007-12-17T01:15:36+01:00 <p class="center"><a href="javascript:window.open(" title="grsblstr_dec15"><img src="http://data3.blog.de/media/259/2218259_83af018c02_m.jpeg" alt="grsblstr_dec15" vspace="5" hspace="5"></a></p> <p class="center"> ... no words I got, I looked with my eye... </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://uelkerig.blog.co.uk/2007/12/17/this_star_meyeght_lead_you~3453753/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:uelkerig.blog.co.uk,2007-12-12:/2007/12/12/a_leye_across_the_sky~3433836/uelkerig2007-12-12T18:34:49+01:002007-12-12T18:34:49+01:00 <p class="center"><a href="javascript:window.open(" title="saarbr_dec06_014"><img src="http://data3.blog.de/media/334/2209334_bb0b89de25_m.jpeg" alt="saarbr_dec06_014" vspace="5" hspace="5"></a></p> <p class="center"> What a surprise...<br> wait for the day you'll see my severed sleigh across the sky...</p> <p>(No photo montage, just the sky retouched a bit..) </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://uelkerig.blog.co.uk/2007/12/12/a_leye_across_the_sky~3433836/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:uelkerig.blog.co.uk,2007-12-09:/2007/12/09/makes_everyone_creye~3417502/uelkerig2007-12-09T14:08:43+01:002007-12-09T14:08:43+01:00 <p class="center"><a href="javascript:window.open('http://www.blog.co.uk/srv/media/media_popup_large.php?item_ID=2202002','largeimage','width=100,height=100,resizable=yes,status=no,toolbar=no,menubar=no,location=no,scrollbars=yes').focus();" title="sprudelweiler_dec08_14"><img src="http://data3.blog.de/media/002/2202002_dd52f9779e_m.jpeg" alt="sprudelweiler_dec08_14" hspace="5" vspace="5"></a></p> <p class="center">I had to keep the colours, to show you that artificial<br> snow is used.<br> <u>By the way:</u> I am not into morals or sthg when doing<br> this I return visible results of a certain attitude<br> and add sometimes my opinion, especially in the head-<br> lines. It's up to you what you do with this. (Please,<br> do not ask for more exact shots in case you want to<br> rebuild any scenario you saw here - they are all walk-<br> by-shootings wearing a special mind-protection-hat.)</p> <p> <small> <a href="http://uelkerig.blog.co.uk/2007/12/09/makes_everyone_creye~3417502/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:uelkerig.blog.co.uk,2007-12-08:/2007/12/08/go_bleyend_with_this~3414976/uelkerig2007-12-08T21:01:31+01:002007-12-08T21:01:31+01:00 <p class="center"><a href="javascript:window.open(" title="brebach_dec06_16"><img src="http://data3.blog.de/media/800/2200800_8e0e2b51b7_m.jpeg" alt="brebach_dec06_16" vspace="5" hspace="5"></a></p> <p> <small> <a href="http://uelkerig.blog.co.uk/2007/12/08/go_bleyend_with_this~3414976/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:uelkerig.blog.co.uk,2007-12-05:/2007/12/05/light_creyeme~3400066/uelkerig2007-12-05T18:42:22+01:002007-12-05T18:42:22+01:00 <p class="center"><a href="javascript:window.open(" title="aursm_dec04_04"><img src="http://data3.blog.de/media/967/2193967_be14fee2bd_m.jpeg" alt="aursm_dec04_04" vspace="5" hspace="5"></a></p> <p class="center"> Good god! They need it, they need it bad, they need it badly.<br> By the way this could be as well a statement that church re-<br> cently acknowledged that 70ies-disco-type-lifestyle is not any-<br> more seen as a diabolic and through and through hongadunga thang<br> anymore. What a pity... ironiced my John T. dancing suit today. </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://uelkerig.blog.co.uk/2007/12/05/light_creyeme~3400066/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:uelkerig.blog.co.uk,2007-12-05:/2007/12/05/l_eye_ght_crimes~3397350/uelkerig2007-12-05T07:05:36+01:002007-12-05T07:05:36+01:00 <p><a href="javascript:window.open(" title="klbldrf_nov29_04"><img src="http://data3.blog.de/media/996/2192996_f7fc92c985_m.jpeg" alt="klbldrf_nov29_04" vspace="5" hspace="5"></a></p> <p>Every year ... </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://uelkerig.blog.co.uk/2007/12/05/l_eye_ght_crimes~3397350/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:uelkerig.blog.co.uk,2007-12-02:/2007/12/02/opera_novembuffa_iii_all_this_year_s_fin~3382613/uelkerig2007-12-02T12:26:12+01:002007-12-02T12:26:12+01:00 <p class="center"><a href="javascript:window.open(" title="29_grass_greener"><img src="http://data3.blog.de/media/325/2185325_39bb29dbbe_m.jpeg" alt="29_grass_greener" vspace="5" hspace="5"></a></p> <p class="center"> Again the grass seems greener than when it allover (t)here is green,<br> when the ev'ry other whole day you can't but say: I've seen, oh seen. </p> <p class="center"><a href="javascript:window.open(" title="30_the reason"><img src="http://data3.blog.de/media/326/2185326_69802da996_m.jpeg" alt="30_the reason" vspace="5" hspace="5"></a></p> <p class="center"> What's the reason, what's the secret turning everydayish thang to gold?<br> Who can tell, if you have to ask, you never will be told, won't be taught. </p> <p class="center"><a href="javascript:window.open(" title="31_discover_scapes"><img src="http://data3.blog.de/media/327/2185327_2882fe3bb3_m.jpeg" alt="31_discover_scapes" vspace="5" hspace="5"></a></p> <p class="center"> Even faster as days grow even darker, this play is thrashing to it's halt.<br> Can't you hear the singing? What'd show more lights than a darkened world? </p> <p class="center"><a href="javascript:window.open(" title="32_the_speaker"><img src="http://data3.blog.de/media/328/2185328_7360a62d64_m.jpeg" alt="32_the_speaker" vspace="5" hspace="5"></a></p> <p class="center"> "And", adds a random speaker from above, out of the blue, above gray scales:<br> "<em>you'll never see the light when every bulb is on, clearing even the shades.</em>" </p> <p class="center"><a href="javascript:window.open(" title="33_dark_fair_work"><img src="http://data3.blog.de/media/329/2185329_ae9f96f93d_m.jpeg" alt="33_dark_fair_work" vspace="5" hspace="5"></a></p> <p class="center"> And when now so it's light or shades as theme that fills these lines<br> kick out the needless scales, yes, make it massive, near static, shines<br> what you still guess: this is an image of the year's floating times.</p> <p>--- The End --- </p> <p>---------------------------------------------<br> <strong>What are they doing today:</strong></p> <p class="center"><a href="javascript:window.open(" title="34_art_photo_ducks"><img src="http://data3.blog.de/media/330/2185330_1c752da128_m.jpeg" alt="34_art_photo_ducks" vspace="5" hspace="5"></a></p> <p class="center"> The heroes that tried to make a stand in this opera but<br> couldn't last - a thing I proved - turned their focus over<br> to the art of duck photography. </p> <p class="center"><a href="javascript:window.open(" title="34_art_photo_ducks"><img src="http://data3.blog.de/media/330/2185330_1c752da128_m.jpeg" alt="34_art_photo_ducks" vspace="5" hspace="5"></a></p> <p class="center"> The staff and hands of all kinds gave it all up, instead<br> their senseless struggle to provide a proper stage they<br> now believe in the art of duck photography. </p> <p class="center"><a href="javascript:window.open(" title="34_art_photo_ducks"><img src="http://data3.blog.de/media/330/2185330_1c752da128_m.jpeg" alt="34_art_photo_ducks" vspace="5" hspace="5"></a></p> <p class="center"> The author finished this just in time to be ready to take part<br> in this year's season of the art of duck photography. </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://uelkerig.blog.co.uk/2007/12/02/opera_novembuffa_iii_all_this_year_s_fin~3382613/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:uelkerig.blog.co.uk,2007-11-26:/2007/11/26/title~3353115/uelkerig2007-11-26T09:23:29+01:002007-11-26T10:02:45+01:00 <p class="center"><a href="javascript:window.open(" title="26_hero_colour_nov 24"><img src="http://data3.blog.de/media/263/2169263_b21eb4fa8d_m.jpeg" alt="26_hero_colour_nov 24" vspace="5" hspace="5"></a></p> <p class="center"> But then: the hero breaks the dull - rearranged in bloody reds,<br> in light and though tough is, he shows softer inner natureness. </p> <p class="center"><a href="javascript:window.open(" title="27_dark_light"><img src="http://data3.blog.de/media/264/2169264_a55eb97a32_m.jpeg" alt="27_dark_light" vspace="5" hspace="5"></a></p> <p class="center"> He does not search, just on his way: a strong, a headed light<br> he makes his way, he cuts through the darker valleys of night. </p> <p class="center"><a href="javascript:window.open(" title="28_light_dark"><img src="http://data3.blog.de/media/265/2169265_27340c3bbf_m.jpeg" alt="28_light_dark" vspace="5" hspace="5"></a></p> <p class="center"> Oh, do not forget this is a melodramatic image of what is life or can be.<br> No more, not less, so can't avoid this shot of too sweet heroic eye honey. </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://uelkerig.blog.co.uk/2007/11/26/title~3353115/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:uelkerig.blog.co.uk,2007-11-25:/2007/11/25/opera_novembuffa_ii~3348532/uelkerig2007-11-25T10:24:27+01:002007-11-25T10:24:27+01:00 <p class="center"><a href="javascript:window.open(" title="24_better_memories_nov22"><img src="http://data3.blog.de/media/261/2169261_c843bbdb2a_m.jpeg" alt="24_better_memories_nov22" vspace="5" hspace="5"></a></p> <p class="center"> There here are better images, nailed to the wooden walls in our skulls:<br> but can't do November with all going back, need, maybe wet, but balls. </p> <p class="center"><a href="javascript:window.open(" title="25_today_memories_nov23"><img src="http://data3.blog.de/media/262/2169262_0cd1a2edfe_m.jpeg" alt="25_today_memories_nov23" vspace="5" hspace="5"></a></p> <p class="center"> There here are newer images, you do hang to your fogged wall today,<br> their sweet romantic lession is: greased leathers, thicker socks, they say. </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://uelkerig.blog.co.uk/2007/11/25/opera_novembuffa_ii~3348532/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:uelkerig.blog.co.uk,2007-11-18:/2007/11/18/opera_novembuffa_ii~3313971/uelkerig2007-11-18T11:35:10+01:002007-11-18T11:35:10+01:00 <p class="center"> <strong><em>What bears this title following:</em></strong><br> "Where the heroical staff is luxuring some more<br> sung doubts in special and general. Well,it's now<br> getting deep into the plot, I, we need a dramatic<br> situation to thrash it t'wards it's end in month's time."<br> (Read this with some Bach-tuba in the background.)</p> <p class="center"><a href="javascript:window.open('http://www.blog.co.uk/srv/media/media_popup_large.php?item_ID=2153280','largeimage','width=100,height=100,resizable=yes,status=no,toolbar=no,menubar=no,location=no,scrollbars=yes').focus();" title="19_grand_openig"><img src="http://data3.blog.de/media/280/2153280_ce2f449f64_m.jpeg" alt="19_grand_openig" hspace="5" vspace="5"></a></p> <p class="center"> So say what are we doing or are we just the ones that done<br> are we what or not that? - Words fly, flow out, over and on,</p> <p class="center"><a href="javascript:window.open('http://www.blog.co.uk/srv/media/media_popup_large.php?item_ID=2153281','largeimage','width=100,height=100,resizable=yes,status=no,toolbar=no,menubar=no,location=no,scrollbars=yes').focus();" title="20_ hero_scenery"><img src="http://data3.blog.de/media/281/2153281_b3cb5d345d_m.jpeg" alt="20_ hero_scenery" hspace="5" vspace="5"></a></p> <p class="center"> the choir now strikes in: the blues, paints pictures of some<br> realistic abstract scenes that find in your mind a blue home.</p> <p class="center"><a href="javascript:window.open('http://www.blog.co.uk/srv/media/media_popup_large.php?item_ID=2153282','largeimage','width=100,height=100,resizable=yes,status=no,toolbar=no,menubar=no,location=no,scrollbars=yes').focus();" title="21_home_of_blues"><img src="http://data3.blog.de/media/282/2153282_7115446888_m.jpeg" alt="21_home_of_blues" hspace="5" vspace="5"></a></p> <p class="center"> Again the word: doubt, ugly, off-sense, but keeps you warm.<br> Yes, blues is a mass of shades of a colour not doing harm.</p> <p class="center"><a href="javascript:window.open('http://www.blog.co.uk/srv/media/media_popup_large.php?item_ID=2153283','largeimage','width=100,height=100,resizable=yes,status=no,toolbar=no,menubar=no,location=no,scrollbars=yes').focus();" title="22_ ghost_perhaps_B"><img src="http://data3.blog.de/media/283/2153283_6c592896d9_m.jpeg" alt="22_ ghost_perhaps_B" hspace="5" vspace="5"></a></p> <p class="center"> So hero and his co-heroes stomp cold grounds and yell:<br> Earnestine I' ll wait for you under the droning Spring bell.<br> (Until then - no doubts - fun suits my time better than just well.)</p> <p class="center"><a href="javascript:window.open('http://www.blog.co.uk/srv/media/media_popup_large.php?item_ID=2153284','largeimage','width=100,height=100,resizable=yes,status=no,toolbar=no,menubar=no,location=no,scrollbars=yes').focus();" title="23_heads_in_clouds"><img src="http://data3.blog.de/media/284/2153284_cafd842bde_m.jpeg" alt="23_heads_in_clouds" hspace="5" vspace="5"></a></p> <p class="left"><strong>[narrator]</strong></p> <p class="center">So turn and turn it again, if you watched until now,<br> there is no cure other as to keep on 'til the end. I<br> heard rumours the author of this thang learned<br> recently that even ambition needs time to act out.<br> So he could possibly set gray sails and thrifts or<br> thrusts this boat of word and pix'l in the serene<br> harbour of December... </p> <p class="left"><strong>[author]</strong></p> <p class="center">Emmm... *yawn* yes, perhaps...</p> <p> <small> <a href="http://uelkerig.blog.co.uk/2007/11/18/opera_novembuffa_ii~3313971/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:uelkerig.blog.co.uk,2007-11-14:/2007/11/14/opera_novembuffa_ii~3293457/uelkerig2007-11-14T06:43:33+01:002007-11-14T06:43:33+01:00 <p class="center"><a href="javascript:window.open(" title="17_stop"><img src="http://data3.blog.de/media/787/2143787_2612977d23_m.jpeg" alt="17_stop" vspace="5" hspace="5"></a></p> <p class="center"> Hey no this is no monster show nor one musical featuring such.<br> This is high time for hero in disguise to make this way stop. </p> <p class="center"><a href="javascript:window.open(" title="18_hero_again"><img src="http://data3.blog.de/media/788/2143788_207cb73c25_m.jpeg" alt="18_hero_again" vspace="5" hspace="5"></a></p> <p class="center"> Easy job (for a hero) so after it he got time to spend again<br> hanging 'round near tracks and stations: waiting for a train. </p> <p>(please, dear visitor and visitress:<br> these texts above are not to read,<br> I would be pleased if you sing them ... aloud..)<br> ...... <img src="/img/smilies/icon_rolleyes.gif" alt=":roll:" class="middle" border="0"> </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://uelkerig.blog.co.uk/2007/11/14/opera_novembuffa_ii~3293457/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:uelkerig.blog.co.uk,2007-11-13:/2007/11/13/opera_novembuffa_ii~3288286/uelkerig2007-11-13T06:34:30+01:002007-11-13T06:34:30+01:00 <p class="center"><a href="javascript:window.open(" title="15_fourth_horse"><img src="http://data3.blog.de/media/293/2141293_b0efa3bbce_m.jpeg" alt="15_fourth_horse" vspace="5" hspace="5"></a></p> <p class="center"> Strange and stranger, seems this act-ion to go forth,<br> the music goes real slow and low, look: is this a horse? </p> <p class="center"><a href="javascript:window.open(" title="16_stoneface"><img src="http://data3.blog.de/media/294/2141294_db10b14ff6_m.jpeg" alt="16_stoneface" vspace="5" hspace="5"></a></p> <p class="center"> In this now dull, gloomy scenery a song like lark<br> breaks ringing through the density of novemdark. </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://uelkerig.blog.co.uk/2007/11/13/opera_novembuffa_ii~3288286/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:uelkerig.blog.co.uk,2007-11-12:/2007/11/12/title~3282892/uelkerig2007-11-12T06:39:07+01:002007-11-12T06:43:04+01:00 <p class="center"><a href="javascript:window.open(" title="13_skull"><img src="http://data3.blog.de/media/488/2138488_c565fa7bae_m.jpeg" alt="13_skull" vspace="5" hspace="5"></a></p> <p class="center"> When November rushes windy wet the sideshows will be done,<br> beats his big visual drum - the second act: it goes on and on. </p> <p class="center"><a href="javascript:window.open(" title="14_sthg_in_mouth"><img src="http://data3.blog.de/media/489/2138489_a7ba5a9518_m.jpeg" alt="14_sthg_in_mouth" vspace="5" hspace="5"></a></p> <p class="center"> This scene is not less and nothing more to offer deepest depth,<br> blending, harsh and deep contrasts that November's echoes hath. </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://uelkerig.blog.co.uk/2007/11/12/title~3282892/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:uelkerig.blog.co.uk,2007-11-08:/2007/11/08/opera_novembuffa_i~3262845/uelkerig2007-11-08T06:29:18+01:002007-11-08T06:29:18+01:00 <p class="center"><a href="javascript:window.open(" title="11_the_camp"><img src="http://data3.blog.de/media/674/2128674_97e004e48c_m.jpeg" alt="11_the_camp" vspace="5" hspace="5"></a></p> <p class="center"> Like rolling, wailing stones hero calls up and out his friends:<br> it's now, it seems the time is back to dance in camp and tents. </p> <p class="center"><a href="javascript:window.open(" title="12_industrial_atrocities"><img src="http://data3.blog.de/media/675/2128675_f918cf5456_m.jpeg" alt="12_industrial_atrocities" vspace="5" hspace="5"></a></p> <p class="center"> So sends some mails ringing with all burning violins, with facts:<br> meanwhile the audience takes breath, breaks are between two acts </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://uelkerig.blog.co.uk/2007/11/08/opera_novembuffa_i~3262845/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:uelkerig.blog.co.uk,2007-11-07:/2007/11/07/title~3257691/uelkerig2007-11-07T06:46:23+01:002007-11-07T06:52:03+01:00 <p class="center"><a href="javascript:window.open(" title="09_across_the_sky"><img src="http://data3.blog.de/media/380/2126380_44d9d503b3_m.jpeg" alt="09_across_the_sky" vspace="5" hspace="5"></a></p> <p class="center"> Our hero meanwhile morphs, shifts gear and gets up and flies<br> and with these old songs nearby he lies across the skies. </p> <p class="center"><a href="javascript:window.open(" title="10_closer_look"><img src="http://data3.blog.de/media/381/2126381_50f1ccd51b_m.jpeg" alt="10_closer_look" vspace="5" hspace="5"></a></p> <p class="center"> He posts up signs that are and were to sing: 'Warning! Watch out!' -<br> Although: still fallen is the melo and dramatic mass and crowd. </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://uelkerig.blog.co.uk/2007/11/07/title~3257691/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:uelkerig.blog.co.uk,2007-11-06:/2007/11/06/opera_novembuffa_i~3252458/uelkerig2007-11-06T06:30:51+01:002007-11-06T06:30:51+01:00 <p class="center"><a href="javascript:window.open(" title="07_raging_stunts"><img src="http://data3.blog.de/media/822/2123822_f4ee7bc57f_m.jpeg" alt="07_raging_stunts" vspace="5" hspace="5"></a></p> <p class="center"> The side shows provide us raging stunts<br> magic, punk 'n' pomp and circus dance. </p> <p class="center"> <a href="javascript:window.open(" title="08_fascist_shadows"><img src="http://data3.blog.de/media/823/2123823_f7c303ef55_m.jpeg" alt="08_fascist_shadows" vspace="5" hspace="5"></a></p> <p class="center"> As I kindly may remind: on the main stage goes the plot,<br> where fascist shadows fall on minds set for the polka dot. </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://uelkerig.blog.co.uk/2007/11/06/opera_novembuffa_i~3252458/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:uelkerig.blog.co.uk,2007-11-05:/2007/11/05/opera_novembuffa_i~3247036/uelkerig2007-11-05T06:28:03+01:002007-11-05T06:28:03+01:00 <p class="center"><a href="javascript:window.open(" title="05_behind_masks"><img src="http://data3.blog.de/media/884/2120884_c238f02dfd_m.jpeg" alt="05_behind_masks" vspace="5" hspace="5"></a></p> <p class="center"> So masks are worn behind the masks and same too in front<br> of audiences who came to get the actions, that they want. </p> <p class="center"> <a href="javascript:window.open(" title="06_the_drama"><img src="http://data3.blog.de/media/885/2120885_904f2a9ba8_m.jpeg" alt="06_the_drama" vspace="5" hspace="5"></a></p> <p class="center"> And even the sky works out to darker masses soft enough<br> to permit some pounds of crashing light pass through. </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://uelkerig.blog.co.uk/2007/11/05/opera_novembuffa_i~3247036/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:uelkerig.blog.co.uk,2007-11-04:/2007/11/04/title~3242684/uelkerig2007-11-04T08:54:57+01:002007-11-04T08:56:04+01:00 <p class="center"> <a href="javascript:window.open(" title="03_enter_hero"><img src="http://data3.blog.de/media/437/2117437_7fae079139_m.jpeg" alt="03_enter_hero" vspace="5" hspace="5"></a> </p> <p class="center"> So, then the main hero appears, walks in<br> so tall, strange moustache and kind of slim. </p> <p class="center"> <a href="javascript:window.open(" title="04_natural_masks"><img src="http://data3.blog.de/media/377/2118377_439977d32f_m.jpeg" alt="04_natural_masks" vspace="5" hspace="5"></a> </p> <p class="center"> Every actor now and soon, hides behind natual mask,<br> pretends to be what going plot will show: he really was? </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://uelkerig.blog.co.uk/2007/11/04/title~3242684/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:uelkerig.blog.co.uk,2007-11-03:/2007/11/03/opera_novembuffa_i~3238858/uelkerig2007-11-03T12:13:52+01:002007-11-03T18:40:18+01:00 <p class="center"><a href="javascript:window.open(" title="01_dance_away"><img src="http://data3.blog.de/media/384/2116384_24e02da2a3_m.jpeg" alt="01_dance_away" vspace="5" hspace="5"></a></p> <p class="center"> So they started to turn, turning gone on, it never halts:<br> swirly visions, this is shadow? this body? - all is waltz. </p> <p class="center"><a href="javascript:window.open(" title="02_menuette"><img src="http://data3.blog.de/media/385/2116385_bd38d525a2_m.jpeg" alt="02_menuette" vspace="5" hspace="5"></a></p> <p class="center"> The audience's attraction is drawn and the stage is set,<br> through this small corridor to the light: danser menuette. </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://uelkerig.blog.co.uk/2007/11/03/opera_novembuffa_i~3238858/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:uelkerig.blog.co.uk,2007-10-20:/2007/10/20/leaf_for_today_time_s_up~3166439/uelkerig2007-10-20T13:11:37+02:002007-10-20T13:16:39+02:00 <p class="center"><a href="javascript:window.open('http://www.blog.co.uk/srv/media/media_popup_large.php?item_ID=2077772','largeimage','width=100,height=100,resizable=yes,status=no,toolbar=no,menubar=no,location=no,scrollbars=yes').focus();" title="leave_oct20_01"><img src="http://data3.blog.de/media/772/2077772_1e51d6c130_s.jpeg" alt="leave_oct20_01" hspace="5" vspace="5"></a></p> <br> <p class="center">When plants show any structures similar <br>to frozen water, then they will get it<br>first. </p> <p class="center"><a href="javascript:window.open('http://www.blog.co.uk/srv/media/media_popup_large.php?item_ID=2077771','largeimage','width=100,height=100,resizable=yes,status=no,toolbar=no,menubar=no,location=no,scrollbars=yes').focus();" title="leave_oct20_02"><img src="http://data3.blog.de/media/771/2077771_64368371a3_s.jpeg" alt="leave_oct20_02" hspace="5" vspace="5"></a></p> Cold pearls on a <br>string of soon-grey.</p> <p><a href="javascript:window.open('http://www.blog.co.uk/srv/media/media_popup_large.php?item_ID=2077770','largeimage','width=100,height=100,resizable=yes,status=no,toolbar=no,menubar=no,location=no,scrollbars=yes').focus();" title="leave_oct20_03"><img src="http://data3.blog.de/media/770/2077770_dc9795af99_s.jpeg" alt="leave_oct20_03" hspace="5" vspace="5"></a> And this is the end<br>of or to this series.<br>Time is now to<br>leaf and leave. <a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/admin/%5C%22javascript:window.open%28%5C%27http://www.blog.co.uk/srv/media/media_popup_large.php?item_ID=2077772%5C%27,%5C%27largeimage%5C%27,%5C%27width=100,height=100,resizable=yes,status=no,toolbar=no,menubar=no,location=no,scrollbars=yes%5C%27%29.focus%28%29;%5C%22" title="\"leave_oct20_01\""></a><a href="javascript:window.open('http://www.blog.co.uk/srv/media/media_popup_large.php?item_ID=2077771','largeimage','width=100,height=100,resizable=yes,status=no,toolbar=no,menubar=no,location=no,scrollbars=yes').focus();" title="leave_oct20_02"></a><br> _______________<br>Next thang in November then.</p> <p> <small> <a href="http://uelkerig.blog.co.uk/2007/10/20/leaf_for_today_time_s_up~3166439/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:uelkerig.blog.co.uk,2007-10-20:/2007/10/20/blogs_to_big_without_this~3165162/uelkerig2007-10-20T07:54:57+02:002007-10-20T07:55:48+02:00 <p class="center"><a href="javascript:window.open(" title="leave_oct19"><img src="http://data3.blog.de/media/074/2077074_2da5758e9b_s.jpeg" alt="leave_oct19" vspace="5" hspace="5"></a></p> <p class="center"> The chance to see it big(ger).... </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://uelkerig.blog.co.uk/2007/10/20/blogs_to_big_without_this~3165162/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:uelkerig.blog.co.uk,2007-10-20:/2007/10/20/left_last_leaf~3165149/uelkerig2007-10-20T07:47:35+02:002007-10-20T07:47:35+02:00 <p class="center"><img src="http://data3.blog.de/media/074/2077074_2da5758e9b_m.jpeg" alt="leave_oct19" vspace="5" hspace="5"></p> <p class="center"> Last leaves leave last. </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://uelkerig.blog.co.uk/2007/10/20/left_last_leaf~3165149/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:uelkerig.blog.co.uk,2007-10-17:/2007/10/17/leaf_left~3150467/uelkerig2007-10-17T14:14:51+02:002007-10-17T14:14:51+02:00 <p class="center"><img src="http://data3.blog.de/media/340/2069340_61421367b0_m.jpeg" alt="leave_oct17" vspace="5" hspace="5"></p> <p class="center"> Down on the leaf bank of the river of time. </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://uelkerig.blog.co.uk/2007/10/17/leaf_left~3150467/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:uelkerig.blog.co.uk,2007-10-16:/2007/10/16/the_leafing_room~3143485/uelkerig2007-10-16T08:45:50+02:002007-10-16T08:45:50+02:00 <p class="center"><img src="http://data3.blog.de/media/879/2065879_7f54acaf90_m.jpeg" alt="leave_oct15" vspace="5" hspace="5"></p> <p class="center"> Once reached there, I was spoken<br> into the leafing room directly. </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://uelkerig.blog.co.uk/2007/10/16/the_leafing_room~3143485/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:uelkerig.blog.co.uk,2007-10-14:/2007/10/14/leap_leaf~3132643/uelkerig2007-10-14T08:44:48+02:002007-10-14T08:44:48+02:00 <p class="center"><img src="http://data3.blog.de/media/528/2059528_cc5bf272d8_m.jpeg" alt="leave_oct12" vspace="5" hspace="5"></p> <p class="center"> .. leap leaf.. leap leaf.. leap leaf.. (hypnotic..) </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://uelkerig.blog.co.uk/2007/10/14/leap_leaf~3132643/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:uelkerig.blog.co.uk,2007-10-12:/2007/10/12/leafing_directions~3124677/uelkerig2007-10-12T13:40:19+02:002007-10-12T13:40:19+02:00 <p class="center"><img src="http://data1.blog.de/media/886/2054886_f618cf621c_m.jpeg" alt="leave_oct11" vspace="5" hspace="5"></p> <p class="center"> If leaving leaf's directions,<br> rounds up the falling action. </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://uelkerig.blog.co.uk/2007/10/12/leafing_directions~3124677/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:uelkerig.blog.co.uk,2007-10-10:/2007/10/10/leaferage~3112101/uelkerig2007-10-10T07:42:48+02:002007-10-10T07:42:48+02:00 <p class="center"><img src="http://data1.blog.de/media/304/2048304_7375bcffb9_m.jpeg" alt="leave_oct09" vspace="5" hspace="5"></p> <p class="center"> ..leafing on a late sun-o-beam.. </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://uelkerig.blog.co.uk/2007/10/10/leaferage~3112101/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>