Wednesday, November 28, 2012

vol 3 / nr 26 / Ermelo, Netherlands

Gert & Sandra got married on August 22, 2012 and they had their honeymoon in Italy, in towns like Florence, Livorno, Sienna, Lucca, Vernazza and Riomaggiore. In Florence, while walking in Via De Guicciardi, Gert noticed envelope in leaning to one store door. Gert picked it up and put into a bag, and opened it only after they had arrived in Pisa, in their hotelroom.

He was very surprised to see what the envelope held inside: Ga er mee door. Het gevoel wat je hebt als je zoiets vind, opraapt, meeneemt en opent is bijzonder. Het zou interessant zijn om de mensen tijdens het oprapen van de envelop te filmen om te kijken hoe divers ze reageren! 

Now the print is mounted upon Gert's and Sandra's bed, as a reminder of their honeymoon.

Monday, November 19, 2012

vol 3 / nr 47 / Prague, Czech Republic

Michaela found the print in Florence during a vacation in Italy with her husband, their six months old daughter and with their friend on the wheelchair. The feelings and thoughts joined with this are undescribable.. It isn´t random, I believe... there is something more.. The Universum was joined for the moment - especially when I brought this picture home and couple of days after I saw one bowl on our table - it was the same bowl you have drawn... 

Michaela's cup, and behind it the random print that she found from Florence

Sunday, November 11, 2012

vol 3 / nr 4 / São Paulo, Brazil

Amanda wrote, that as a birthday present, she decided to make her first trip to Europe, to Italy. Days before her birthday, she went to the Piazza della Signoria and sat on the steps to admire Perseus of Cellini and the Rape of the Sabine Women, by Giambologna. That's when she found the envelope with the picture.

 At first I was just looking. I do not know how to react. But it was as if I read told me. When you see the message had the courage to pick it up and open it, read it with care and felt thrilled to see the picture. So far from home and gift from a stranger.

 I was there in Europe, taking a trip alone to a few days of my birthday. Opening my horizon to the world, healing a broken heart and white envelope turned a page in the history of my life.

The picture has not yet been framed, but will stay in my room for me to remember that a man is made of dreams and when they end, others resume.