meer/more/mas/plus: http://flickr.com/photos/meermarien/

I'm trying to be easy-going. Mission's failing... but whatwith having enrolled myself in a french-speaking school in Brussels now, that part of my attitude has changed a lot lately. So has my French.

I am trying really hard to be a decent printmaker. everything's going fine so far. er.. further more i draw and I draw and draw. and I'm good at dealing with -situations- too. I want a burning pair

Nevertheless, if you attempt to message me, you will come to realise that i can be quite a likeable person, if i wish to. I also like stories, there's some of them on my journal. Feel free to tell me one or preferably some of yours.

I'm doing some serious illustrating lately In fact, I'm constantly working my butt off. I also teach children in week-end art school. Don't talk to me about how cute and talented they are. Mostly they're neither, and their parents tend to piss me off as well. Luckily, I can give them assignments, teach them manners theirs formerly nineties yuppie asshole parents that just want their friday morning off don't teach them. They don't get it for free in my class. And they all, without exceptions, adore me. Take my word for it. Tough love works

Also: reading MAD-magazine. Feel free to make any comments if you wish hehe Also: making up remarks on comments people place on my journal. please, do feel free to add some more of your sweet ignorant sugar to my joy Also: whenever using ok-c: quickmatch!; i do have a dubious relation with the instrument, however, i will ALWAYS answer "yes" to "are you interested in" + photo of you in ANY kind of completely uncanny outfit. I recently have invited star wars nerds, a tranny that was dressed up as the union jack, a guy practising his 'split' and a unidentifiable guy from Malaysia to speak to me.

Making a mess of my screenname. Just so no one would ask me about it; this is what happened. I did the okcupid main test when it was still The Spark. And every time I ended up as the last man on earth. And every time i took it, i had to change my name. Therefore, the sixth time it felt like a plan for disaster.

Moving through a crowd without losing rythm, spilling drinks, walking into people and getting my cigarette lighted whelst at it.

Being typecasted. Avoiding poll-people that make you miss the bus. Making coffee. Getting away from embarassing conversations. Walking away from anything, in fact. (I find, contrary to what every crappy hollywood-love story might tell us, that walking away when things really start going downhill the best solution and the shortest pain.) convincing myself that i'm a good sketcher, intaglio printer, lithography printer and sigillogist. in fact, i'm good at convincing myself about anything concerning myself really.

i tend not to notice other people.

Ok so here's the deal. Paris is 1h on train from here, and it's pretty cheap. I know adresses in Barcelona, Rome, Paris, you name it, where you can spend the night for about 20 dollars (or less). If you'd like me to visit you, just say so and we'll see if we can come to an arrangement. That's about it for now.

And here we go on what people usually notice about me. Ehm, I'm tall and not that stable, i tend to tip over. my hands are usually kinda dirty, due to the etching ink and chemicals i use every day. I laugh easily (but not in the annoying way; t.i. when people laugh when they're not supposed to; s.a. when they're nervous or scared. I laugh when i find things amusing.) I have the potential of finding all sorts of things amusing. I'm not very persistent in the use of Capital letters. And i'm not very much pleased with writing essays about myself.

(a) is for allegiance of mute dwarfs (b) is for basilicum (c) is for changing clothes when everyone is sitting around

(d) is for desmond, thrown out of a sleigh

i can add that i have a sex-like drive for eating fish nowadays. Every time i see water, I wish something would pop out and transform itself into an exquisite shashiki dish and fly into my mouth. In recent events, i have experienced that sashiki heaven. Dlhoua, Prague. just before you reach the market square, turn left. I read and liked: H.Hesse; Der Steppenwolf, F.Kafka; Das Schloss, short stories s.a. The silence of the Sirens, A.Huxley; Brave New World, R.Dalh; Tales of the Unexpected, J.D.Salinger; The catcher in the rye, E.Br?; Wuthering Heights I saw and liked: (1930ies) Das Kabinett des Dktrs Caligary, Metropolis, Das Blaue Licht, Nosferatu, Der Blaue Engel, Cleopatra, Triumpf des Willens, Freaks (1940-60ies) Butterfield 8, Cat on a Hot Tin Roof, Gentlemen prefer Blondes, The man that knew too much, Barbarella,... And now for music. I'll have to have a good look first, and make a decent list. But already: Tom Waits (Alice, The Black Rider), PJ Harvey, Tori Amos (Boys for Pele), The Doors, Eagles of Death Meatl, Queens of the Stone Age, Tiger Lilies, Meret Becker, Misa Criolla (Ariel Ramirez), La Rosa Enflorese, Arvo P䲴, Krang, Boudewijn de Groot, Cat Stevens, Jefferson Airplane, Carla Bruni, ACDC, Kill Devil Hills, Tindersticks, Calexico, Think of One, Skip James, Nina Simone, The Alan Lomax recordings, yodel country, The Yiddish Radio Project, 50-60ies Jingles, Soothing Sounds for Babies, Mark Lanegan

and just for the record, i'm also going to copy a piece of another member of okcupid and paste it here, so that everything that needs to be there is there. And anyway, he did it so properly. Thanks, mate. Even though i did not ask you first...

(c) Love going to concerts. I listen to music all the time. Particularly fan of Rufus Wainright jep , Antony and the Jonsons jep , Coco Rosie somethimes, Cat Power very much , Cowboy Junkies don't know them , Nouvelle Vague rings a bell , Tim and Jeff Buckley mm father and son mmm, Lou Reed like , David Bowie pretty , Devendra Banhard adore, Bonnie Prince Billy bell ringing..., etc, etc, but also contemporary classical music (ie: Philip Glass filthy fucking Philip Glass smut yuck) and Baroque music (Vivaldi mm , Pergolese mm , Scarlatti, mm Lully...)

Good food and nice drinks, and my most beloved. Books, for they are not just nice objects, you know. Some of them, at least. Valley trash talk. pencils and good paper; i'm talking arches, haenemulle, zerkall, rosaspina, moellershammer. possibility of choice and changing it right after i made it.

Cloning-- Magical laser beam weapons-- Wether one is allowed to eat the red berries-- How paper, cheese, machines that make parts for machines (because there had to be a first machine, but how did they make it? They surely did not have a machine to do it for them)are made-- Hollywood--Finding good bars--Finding good coffeeshops--maps and their relative scales--shampoo.--ghost world

my aunt Paula. She's pathethic and hilarious and very sad indeed, all at the same time. I love her because she is so afwully good at decorating her house, in the means of making it as ugly as possible, but at the same time manages to pull it all off. She is insane. If you want to learn more about aunt Paula from Brussels, message me.

alone at home with my dog, watching a Julie Andrews movie. doing the laundry. ironing... walking in suburbia. smoking. I stopped doing things on Friday night, say, a year ago. it is not a good night. I'll let you know if it changes

Groups of children freak me out. Really big groups. So do neurotic city pigeons, and everything with more than 4 legs (except butterflies and ladybirds). Music changes my mood, I like 4 o'clock, paper stores where they have an enormous ammount of differend types of paper, I never cry over a movie. Also I twich easily, but it's hard to scare me, I don't like andives and cities without a river running through it, I hate and fear clowns and those red-haired talking wooden puppets (but then again, who doesn't these days, it has become pretty popular lately)I don't like bitter things. I have two chickens for pets. My garden's a lost paradise in summer. I come over as a city boy but i'm a product of the agglomeration. Fifty percent of the time, i feel like leaving.

if you want to, because their ain't much i can do to stop you, is there?