Where Every Scroll is a New Adventure
Do you think some higher being gives humanity a plague for every 100 years of human hatred towards each other and sends them again and again because we can't get a clue and help each other instead of looking for other reasons to hate?
A deciduous wood that changes distinctly in each season. From pastels in spring with vibrant flowers, to a deep green in summer, to shades of yellows, oranges, reds and browns in fall, finally to dark tree trunks contrasted in frosty white snow. All throughout the year, fireflies can be seen dancing and weaving through the trees at night fall, creating a beautiful display.
This is the clearing where Theodore and I sit and watch said fireflies.
Star beamed up at him like he’d offered her a planet.
I’ve been in a funk lately and haven’t been drawing much, sorry. Though I have been rereading A Human Condition so uh here you go.
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"A cold breeze" or something i dunno. this took too long but Voilà
current bill design hanging out with my past bill designs 👅
“Look at the ✨ stars 💫. Look how they shine for you. And everything you do.”
@dontjinxit18 did a beautiful job with this scene from ch. 20 of A Human Condition. 🥹 Love this little bit of Mabel and Bill bonding! (Yellow is definitely about them in a completely platonic way, but we’ll get back to that in a couple chapters.😉)
Star beamed up at him like he’d offered her a planet.
I’ve been in a funk lately and haven’t been drawing much, sorry. Though I have been rereading A Human Condition so uh here you go.
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Paisajes espontaneos III
Erosion : Close - ups
Erosión, 2025 30" x 27"
The water had a mind of it's own.
Paisajes espontáneos II
Paisajes espontáneos
Nébula, 23" x 19.5"
Så hvidt at et hegn må vove sig bag små smil for ikke at sætte spor i ansigtet. Bagsiden af bortvendte øjne, hvor det hvide lige netop rører de stivnede dråber der skiller horisont fra et øjebliks blød berøring, hud en sag for dagens fortabte strålende glæde. Hegnet er nødvendigt for at en uendelighed, lige om det hjørne dagen er, følger med. Nu er fjernt i håndfladen, forsvinder i skyggen af hvide øjnes ansigt. Engang, en dag et øjeblik. Bliver jeg spor af små smils forsigtige berøring. Stilheden venter, videre end horisonten kan bære. Jeg rører ved en kold flade, mærker hvor min mund ikke er. Engang svinder øjeblikket ind til spor. Engang vendes det hvide i mine hænder. Indtil da. Er hegnet den nødvendige naturlighed. Hvide smil. Engang bliver ved. Videre. #mantelmomento #danielmantel #udenfilter #mindscape #oneday #gone #fenced #insideout #outsidein #nowhere #allover #mindset #mindless #babbling #theirony #brainless #kinda #danish #fictionoverreality #prose #dansklitteratur #onemoment #akindasadbutsmilingdaywithalotofnonsensegoingthroughthislittlehead (Usual one-off hashtag...) (her: whiteout) https://www.instagram.com/p/BtGe7eGH0r5/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=h0vcjze4b50l
IN DANISH. SORRY... (Not really, but...) As it will be from now. With maybe a few exceptions... "Every cloud…" Vrøvl. Der er intet ædelt ved misfarvet stål, om så forsøgt forskønnet med gammeldags dinglende disko-kugler og kulørte kæder. Raslende som rustent jern, trods plastik i højeste potens. Hvis der var ører der kunne høre, ville de krølle tæer, men musik skal der til. Er konsensus. Fint ord der prøver at finde sin mening. "Intet er så skidt, at det ikke..." Mere indtørret savl. Det 'godt for noget' i denne solnedgang fordampede. Forsvandt forbrændt i febervildelse. Små stumper der kunne gløde men ikke flamme op, blev blandet i cementen mellem de mursten cellen er bygget med, splinter som spidser i en jernjomfru hvor åbne øjne er låst til indvolde. Ikke de nærmest liggende lige for fødderne udprikkede, men selveste solnedgangens. De er allerede i forrådnelse eller deforme af misbrug. At sådan en tilforladelig nydelig sky, godtnok underbelyst og botoxfyldt, indeholder så megen tristhed, tørre tårer og tabte timer, kunne føre til medlidenhed. Nårhja… Smart! Hele konceptet spiller på alle strenge. Men kammertonen der isner op gennem rygraden som et afpillet skelet af en opfedet kropsdue med otte behårede ben, laller den samme skudsikre skala til bevidstløshed, bastant bogstaveligt: Solnedgange er smukke! Solnedgange er smukke! Solnedgange er smukke! Helt til kvækken i kor. Oversat til dansk af hensyn til selvforskyldte tabere, hvilket er en pleonasme da tabere pr def er skyldige: Solens laden horisonter falde er en overlegen og dermed profitabel mekanisme. Fuldt ud rettighedsbeskyttet. Konflikten kribler i kløerne, spilleregler blandes med den ene hånd vasker en anden og andres og solens stråler får også lige en gang duftspray. FORTSAT PÅ: https://mantelshistorier.wordpress.com/2018/12/02/solsyg-skyafsky/ #mantelmomento #danielmantel #udenfilter #sunset #lies #staged #mindscape #decieve #silverlining #gellerup #devilsinthedetails #fictionoverreality #prose #dansklitteratur #https://mantelshistorier.wordpress.com/2018/12/02/solsyg-skyafsky/ #mantelshistorier.wordpress.com #fuckthesehashtagsidontknowwhatmoretotagjustreadthedamnfulltxt (Usual one-off hashtag) https://www.instagram.com/p/BrSanr6nrAK/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=zj6wplenldiq
https://mantelsroman.wordpress.com/2017/09/12/foto-med-foelge/ (Prose, in danish...) #https://mantelsroman.wordpress.com/2017/09/12/foto-med-foelge/ #fiction #prose #mantelmomento #danielmantel #udenfilter #laurieandthestoryof (This time actually in the story...) #primeiroproximopasso (Senhor Passo also passing by...) #cloudscape #sky #reality #clouds #thispieceofproseisnotonlyindanishbutalsomostlyjustbabblingandclosetononsensesobehappyifyoucannotreaddanish (Usual one-off hashtag...) #picturespeaksathousandwords #whatever #autumnsky #mindscape #meandmystory #storyofmylife (This is actually beginning to take shape: Soon I'll be working on a full-length piece; yes, a novel...) #novelist #workinprogress #enoughhashtags #day #daysgettinglonger #beginning (her: Aarhus, Denmark)
Ok, ok, ok... Denmark CAN be quite beautiful in june... When you ask the clouds and the sun to pull themselves together and cooperate. Then they just might bother to make a schetchy sky that's worth taking a glance at. But I really had to negotiate, being the go-between and middleman, to make clouds, sun, and suburban horizon to at least give it a try... AND a moment after that effort, the elements ofcouse hurried back to its seperate safety, leaving the sky all empty if not plain dull... (An hour later rain btw took over.) But what can you expect? This is Denmark. Where the weather changes like roll of dices... Am I being way too negative? Maybe... That will have to be my problem then. Which I suppose it is. I'm really having problems adjusting to this climate. But, as said / written: My problem. This moment though WAS nice! Trying hard to be positive... 😊 #denmark #summer #clouds #sun #åbyhøj #cloudscape #mindscape #remembering #wishing #somewhereelse #longing #likeaspoiledbraticomebacktodanishsummerandthenwishineverhadleftanothersummersomewhereinsouthofeuropenowthatisreallybeingaspoiledbratandnotgratefulatall (Usual one-off hashtag) #udenfilter #mantelmomento #danielmantel #laurieandthestoryof (Not here, except luckily still in my head...) #primeiroproximopasso (Also very far away; guess I'll have to go back and pick up his trail!) (her: Åbyhøj, Arhus, Denmark)
https://mantelsroman.wordpress.com/2017/05/20/solhul/ It looked like a shortcut. It WAS a shortcut, just not to where he wanted to end up. Leaving the main road and crossing over fields with olive trees, seemed like a good idea. The weather was perfect for a trip, almost a picnic, over the rolling hills, following trails that almost weren't there or made by only sheep. Sometimes having to hike over cliffs and boulders, just made it more exciting. And he wouldn't wander astray, at least not much, since he had his goal in sight all the time. The white village and the old castle, clearly visible on the highest top, a real mountain, was a landmark ahead of him that he couldn't miss. It was just occasionally hidden by smaller hills or when the olive tress changed into more dense wilderness. The sky was blue, leaving all space to the burning sun. With just small winds stirring the olive leaves; making them look like blinking silver. Somewhere, far away, bells from sheep mixed in with the constant sound from cicadas. It was a beautiful day. And going cross-country, even a shortcut, instead of following the road with annoying traffic, was a great idea. He guessed he would be at the shining white village on the top late in the afternoon. The sun was at its highest, and he was beginning to seek the small spots of shadow from the olive tress. Drinking heavily from his bottle of water; but sweating it out even faster. He blamed it on the heat, that his eyes decieved him. He didn't seem to get any closer to the mountain. Despite getting exhausted from the walking. And the sun was making him dizzy. His white almost shining bones was found several months later. By a person taking a shortcut to the mountain. #https://mantelsroman.wordpress.com/2017/05/20/solhul/ #olivetrees #sunrays #shortcut #alentejo #laurieandthestoryof #fiction #novel #inspiration #mindscape #meandmystory #nothisisnotlikethestorythatislinkedtobutsomethingcloseenoughandwhoreallycaresanywaysincethisisjustanordinarypictureofthesunshininginthetopofanolivetree (Usual one-off hashtag...) #udenfilter #mantelmomento #danielmantel #primeiroproximopasso (her: Serra de São Mamede)
Maybe it was some kinda curse? Even when he went to the most wonderful place in the world, at least to him, those huge cranes kept following him... The good thing though, was that he knew that in this city they wouldn't build something completely out of sync with the surroundings. So he kept on writing this very new, very different story... Still, the world had to wait for a year or so. But then it would be surprised. REALLY surprised... #lisbon #lisboa #crane #clouds #thestory #meandmystory #prose #literature #laurieandthestoryof (Beginning to take shape... Already! But a long way to go...) #writing #inspiration #inthebeginning #gettingtoknowmystory #gettingtoknowmyself #mindscape #fiction #justonestepmore #beinghereforjusttwodaysandalreadythebigstoryinsideispressingontogetoutandeveninawaythatactuallymakesmethinkitwillhappen #udenfilter #mantelmomento (her: Lisbon, Portugal)