New Year's Eve 2010, Berlin Kreuzberg
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Thursday, December 30, 2010
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...PIGS...
piggy
you need for the dough:
150 g fat quark
6 tablespoons milk
6 tablespoons cooking oil
70 g sugar
a pedagogy. Vanilla sugar
225 g flour
a pedagogy. baking powder 100g ground almonds
for brushing: knead
1 egg yolk 2 tablespoons milk
From all ingredients into a dough.
.. kneaded the flour.
cut out for each pig from a drinking glass two round slices. half a circle for the ears .. I put everything together with egg yolk. For
the eyes two currants.
I pierce the nose of a lid of a soda bottle
and make two holes with a fork.
at 175 ° -200 ° C (preheated) for about 20 minutes
Bon appetit!
who pay attention to calories must
remains the position he prefers at Fimoschweinchen!
... polymer clay kneaded, and cut out pigs min at 130 ° C 30. bake ..
or both? ..
. Ideal as a gift ..
. And quickly made yet ..
LG B..
Wednesday, December 29, 2010
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At the headquarters
the world
a madhouse
I know the central
I write these lines I
draw and paint each letter
with burning hands on
brandmalwänden
the world
a madhouse
I know the central
the gurus to heal dig
to leap into the shell
the professionals in
a twist and turn
with wound healing hands
the world
a madhouse
I know the central
the Scuttling kittel
race one and race
of continued drug runners with title
the bleak phase
with blow
the world
a madhouse
I know the central
the miracle cure
the sterile malls
the hopeful chapter
we read back then
between phrases
the world
a madhouse
I know the central
I write this
I line-drawing and painting
each letters
with burning hands on
brandmalwänden
the world
a madhouse
I know the central
yes I know the central
but I do not
burn I write this
I line-drawing and painting
each letter
with ashen hands
on self-healing walls
down
the world
a madhouse
I know the central
I write these lines I
draw and paint each letter
with burning hands on
brandmalwänden
the world
a madhouse
I know the central
the gurus to heal dig
to leap into the shell
the professionals in
a twist and turn
with wound healing hands
the world
a madhouse
I know the central
the Scuttling kittel
race one and race
of continued drug runners with title
the bleak phase
with blow
the world
a madhouse
I know the central
the miracle cure
the sterile malls
the hopeful chapter
we read back then
between phrases
the world
a madhouse
I know the central
I write this
I line-drawing and painting
each letters
with burning hands on
brandmalwänden
the world
a madhouse
I know the central
yes I know the central
but I do not
burn I write this
I line-drawing and painting
each letter
with ashen hands
on self-healing walls
down
© Simon Felix Geiger, 2010
Tuesday, December 28, 2010
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looking back and forwards
the year ..
is drawing to a close ..
It is still ..
here in the house ..
many lights are lit every night ..
a glow ... that's good ..
reminding ..
.
the broaches of the day ..
beautiful ..
here .. my view from my room every morning .. a pleasure ..
birds sitting in my cherry ... slumber nor sleep in the morning ..
the forefront of my Advent .. must always be soft on the Christmas tree:))
evening then ..
shine some Eislichter .. ..
doorstep ..
beautiful ..
for many visitors ...
.
wish you all the best for 2011 ...
and .
.
creative workshop in the background, ... at least 3 projects on the needle ..
tendons with Needles "eight" certainly stretched to their limits.
.
happiness for ... you .. for me .. 2011
Monday, December 20, 2010
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writes My tip pen lip font
've lost my health, I
But I have found inspiration!
Image: Proll Royce Production / / Text & Sound: Simon Felix Geiger
've lost my health, I
But I have found inspiration!
Image: Proll Royce Production / / Text & Sound: Simon Felix Geiger
Monday, December 13, 2010
Are Almani 12 S7 Good
Each walk a poem
a Schluchtee, please!
the bustle of big city escape
laps around the Schluchsee pull
Rippling waves predominate sounds into the ear
fir stand up like needles
on their tops a cap of snow
Puderbeträufelt like cream on coffee
A lonely breeze
A shivering contractions
I believe it is time
ins inn
Go to
heaven
paint sun rays heat the face
We slide on tracks through Eisschichtdickicht
crystal clear air makes free lung wheeze
freezing feet and Schnupfnasen run
stick We, the path is just
Surrounded by hills
we enter
Floating
soft Muggle
Like King children
The kingdom of heaven
I'm currently working with grandmas and grandpas in a seniors encounter facility. Now and then we go on wandering in the beautiful surroundings of Freiburg. When well-deserved leisure facilities at the port, this will create a poem from the ever captured on the road impressions. Here the first two poems:
a Schluchtee, please!
the bustle of big city escape
laps around the Schluchsee pull
Rippling waves predominate sounds into the ear
fir stand up like needles
on their tops a cap of snow
Puderbeträufelt like cream on coffee
A lonely breeze
A shivering contractions
I believe it is time
ins inn
Go to
heaven
paint sun rays heat the face
We slide on tracks through Eisschichtdickicht
crystal clear air makes free lung wheeze
freezing feet and Schnupfnasen run
stick We, the path is just
Surrounded by hills
we enter
Floating
soft Muggle
Like King children
The kingdom of heaven
Sunday, December 12, 2010
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fear of explosion
With shining eyes, I stand there
butterflies in the stomach, cold sweat in hair
free beer drinking, standing
eaten After endless hours of waiting
forget Just before the concert
text leaves wrinkling by timid trembling
crunching crackling with passages durchwispern
An endorphin-waves through flood end quake
securing on-cloud-seven lifted is hovering
The Anticipation is rising, from toe to the belly
In finger-tips and hair and it tickles
I stand on the stage
My heart in my hand
The audience claps
it against the wall!
With shining eyes, I stand there
butterflies in the stomach, cold sweat in hair
free beer drinking, standing
eaten After endless hours of waiting
forget Just before the concert
text leaves wrinkling by timid trembling
crunching crackling with passages durchwispern
An endorphin-waves through flood end quake
securing on-cloud-seven lifted is hovering
The Anticipation is rising, from toe to the belly
In finger-tips and hair and it tickles
I stand on the stage
My heart in my hand
The audience claps
it against the wall!
Saturday, December 11, 2010
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christmas greetings
Christmas shop ...
in secret ..
.
wishes you all.
. Near and far.
.
peace ..
a joy ..
our christmas tree christmas tree .. our ..
the same every year ..
decorated every year .. same ..
resistance, which is good.
.
.. dreams of peace ..
dream of seeking ..
often dream of being happy.
experience. Habs ..
held habs.
. .. Hope it never lose ..
.
wish you all
wonderful days ...
with christmas - feelings ..
all around .. the globe ..
. wishes
Wonderful, peaceful Vorweihnachtstage
and
HAPPY FESTIVAL
you
Barbara
.
..
now ... I'll go back to my secret room ..
. .. Pssst!
Friday, December 3, 2010
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iceflower meets kyla
iceflowers.
.
. ... Light stick error
in icy temperatures ...
... feel the cold the frost .... ..
.
material enveloped by the warm winter fat ...
..
.
valeska of farbenmix ..
must also warm in winter.
.
it.
.
. Well.
..
kyla ..
.
as brown-black and sprinkled ...
kyla
to ... find
.
at:
.
label gloves
diiiee warm ...
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