Like the call, like the echo

Successively drive into the yard: a van with two painters who come to carry out maintenance work, a van with two men for cleaning the woodwork outside, a van with three cleaners for ‘normal’ cleaning, a car with another cleaning employee and a bike with a volunteer who comes to install a new amplifier.

I really don’t get it at all. As much attention and work as there is to sit in a simple group accommodation. Like it would be a gigantic house.

Or maybe I should look at it from the other side? And is it going like a train here because we put so much attention and love into the house?

‘Like the call, like the echo’ I read recently.

Beautiful spell. Which is certainly true in the case of ZeeVELD.

Easter, Liber: exercise 2

If you stand with your nose on the ‘Night Watch’, you see a blob, a smudge, a stroke. Certainly not a painting to write home about. It only becomes that if you distance yourself from it…

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