Good afternoon at the 31st off January, 2021.

 Good afternoon everyone, 

Tonight there will be a tv show on about baking. I saw a spin off about it this week and I wondered how one off the judges (André van Duin, a famous Dutch comedian) to all the bakings can keep himself from gaining weight while tasting all those baking products each week, twice a week. How can the entire judges keep themselve from gaining weight in that program? I love buying receipe books and follow receipes to winners from that program, (I love inspiration, wherever it may come from.) while actually tonight is the first time I'm about to watch it. While actually I gain weight from just looking at cakes and cookies. It's not fair somehow. (I could fill an entire weblog opinionated on TV shows while I'm actually watching them these days. Before I didn't care much about  TV, but I have to keep myself occupied while being in quarantine for the fourth time this year.) 

I love baking myself too, I have a few cakes I make each time and they are a succes when I serve them to people. They are always highly appreciated. Banana cake and fruit cake on a quark basis are my best cakes. 

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I foresee 

Something that is near 

I foresee 

Something you don't want to hear 

I know 

It's something you might fear 

Should I tell? 

It's not gone by some promising spell 

The times won't go very well 

years and years about hundred or more 

Will make good fortune for all 

Some sentimental lore 

I've never seen a forecast like this 

on a site before 

I should tell you in honesty today 

But who tells me- My head you won't slay? 

I will still be alive to say 

Times are getting troubled- 

Without you getting mad at me. 

It's all, it's something 

I foresee 

Poverty. 

Bad health. 

Crime. 

Bad times. 

Hunger. 

No jobs. 

People being on their guard 

So somber 

So needy 

Bad economics. 

Poor being poor 

Good fortune to a crash

I'm not a prophet 

licking people's ass 

'T will be long 

untill it's like it was 

About hundred years or more 

Good times will be off lore. 

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One way or another, I believe the times will be sober, poor, people having bad health and there will be nothing done about it since they are kept stupid by politics. They won't have a spark off hope for the future and are downright suspicious and off bad spirit about most things in life. What was build up in the 20th century will come to a downfall and people have to live their entire life careful with themselves and with money. I foresaw that somehow and I prefer to make you aware instead off telling you something more cheerful. Because we didn't know, because we where kept low into not caring folks. That's how the upperclass probably works. Something is wrong with people who have might nowadays, as they only care for themselves and common people are seen as perfect prey to suck out money from. And nobody actually did something about or against it. It's everybody's fault as far as I see it. Nobody felt like taking actual action. They didn't care enough. How stupid I hope they'll feel in the end. 

 

The good effects off a potential medicine against Corona

 Good afternoon everyone, 

It's a bright but almost frozen day in the Netherlands. Streets and old bridges are covered here and there with a thin layer off frost. Ponds are frozen. It's a day for warm tea and short walks through the neighbourhood to enjoy frozen sights. Old green houses in the village (What Zaanstad is known for) look almost romantic with their coats off frost. Unfortunately, this country is not open for tourists this period off time. But who know you might be capable to visit Zaandijk a next time (Among about 6 million other tourists each year.) 

I can recommend the chocolate milk they sell at Zaandijk Zaanse Schans station where a lot off tourists enter our small village during normal times. It's the best chocolate milk I have ever tasted so far, and it's made bij reintegrating prisoners who wish to do well after getting out off prison. They are polite and costumer-friendly. 

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There are people vaccinated and getting a vaccination, it's just that people who are already sick or who are still suffering from the effects off Corona could do better with an actual medicine against the outcome to Corona. 

What good could be if people discovered a cure that fixes damaged lungs, brains, hearts and other vital organs? Imagine the benefits from that for science. It's known that Covid-19 digests brains and lungs and reduces them to something unrecognicable from what it was before. If science would invent medications that can grow back damaged hearts and lungs, who knows how much other people with other diseases could benefit from that. It's something good to vaccinate, it's probably even better to cure actual damage. 

Allright, that's about it for now- 

Thank you for reading. 

  

May she rest in peace

 Good afternoon everyone, 

I told you about a friend off mine some time ago. A proud and strong woman in a wheelchair with spinidus bifida and two sons. She caught cancer about one year ago and she passed away a few months ago. She was a good friend off our family and she was one off the very few people in Castricum actually to take note off people who did bad in life. It's not a common thing for people from my old village Castricum to care about others when they are doing less than they do. It's what I mentioned my entire time while living there. It's almost as if it's a shame to do less, or to be left winged in politics in general up to a serious point. I'm glad I left there and that people in Zaanstad took so well care off me and my mental hiccups. Miss L was diffrent. 

L. got over to my parental home each saturday to watch a tv-show with my mom a lot, and she got over to me to have dinner with me so I could live it up in my kitchen every once in a while and make scrumptious desserts she loved. Her being diagnosed after a life like hers was so unfair. She got troubled being handicaped, and being divorced to the father off her two teenage boys and she fought a lot off battles over her children. Life can be so mean sometimes. I don't like the word 'unfair.' I rather say: 

Life is tough, my darling. 

- But so are you. 

Due to Corona-rules I couldn't attempt at her funeral, but my mom and her husband did. Sometimes I feel she (her spirit) is near me and gives me advice and laughs with me at my jokes and mental issues I have at times. She was a good friend. 

I hope she will find her peace in the world after this one. 

Allright, that's about it. 

Thank you for reading.  

Good afternoon at the 30th off January, 2021.

 Good afternoon everyone, 

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I had my fourth Corona-test in the entire Corona period (ever since last year) this week, and it got tested negative. I don't have Corona anymore, I survived it last year in November, and appearantly it doesn't get stuck on me anymore ever since. I believe it's a pro. I have been tested about four times off which one was positive. I'm lucky to be physically in a relatively good condition for someone my weight. 

This week is for watching Nickelodeon a lot. I'm having trouble keeping up with the news as it's not good for my mental health. Children's TV works a bit better to keep me distracted from a lot off things. I keep on watching coffee time every morning (With a mug off fresh coffee and sometimes with a pastry) and the news only once a day. It just repeats itself all day at channel 1, often followed by TV shows filled with opinions about what's going on. Most off the time I can perfectly keep up without it getting frightfull. I'm interested in politics and actualities, but riots all the time outside got me mentally troubled. I perfectly understand what Dutch politics and news is all about since I got very lightly educated in that field. It's been a while since I got my diploma, but I got the basics. I somehow wish I could be up for a bachelor in the field off law and politics, but it's probably not ment for me. As you might know, I'm intersted in the field off foreign affairs. But I'm a bit old for a student and mentally handicaped. So probably I'd never get there. 

Sometimes I dream off becoming a tutor in a museum (The Dutch national museum in Amsterdam) ever since a few years ago. And pick their changing exposition. As far as I know, their storage is filled with all kinds off artefacts. Being surounded by old artefacts and art is a dream job for me. As far as that goes, I'm employed in a second hand shop as an Upcycling worker, I make jewelry for them to sell. I only got that job since Leviaan has made a deal with them to get people with a mental handicap to work. I have been making jewelry ever since 2010, since I was about 17 and I'm good at it. Being surrounded by old stuff (It's probably not the same as a museum, but I love it) and bringing it to new or update the lot is fun to have as a job. Becoming a tutor in a serious museum is not ment for me in this life, unfortunately. But I can keep on improving my jewelry every time I set myself to it and improve my methods each time. Last week I finished a necklace and made a bracelet, and previous week I made three bracelets and the start off that necklace. I believe I should picture them and place them online. 

No matter what, I'm content most off the time with my current job at the Upcycling shop. It makes me happy to sell my creations. I'm probably one off the few people who can say they like their job and like their colleagues. And Upcycling stuff is on trend in a lot off places. So what we do is hip and happening- As good as it gets for our spot. I'm proud. I also like the idea I can continue quite a while with the materials we have at the moment. Love what you do, and that's what it's about. 

You heard me saying I'm doing hard getting there and actually withstanding being there without getting low on energy and tired all the time, strange enough, I feel good at energy these weeks and feel like I can continue with what I'm up to. Sometimes I felt like only hanging around there and just have coffee all afternoon with colleagues and just chit-chat. But I feel like having inspiration again and the urge to get out off the house every often. Workshifts are a perfect reason to get out. I hope I can keep it up when the Upcycling gets crowded with costumers again. It's hard to deal with crowdedness for me at times and it can suck me out when that happens, I don't have a good way to block that feeling somehow. 

My jewelry is wanted in my own social circles. I take part in 'Jewelry Making.' at de Boed each monday, and I donate what I make out off charity to de Boed's small outlet. It got sold pretty fast and I saw a lady wearing what I made two weeks ago. I made name in my own circles. I hope real life audience also likes what I try to sell them. I keep on improving myself each time and create more solid creations each time. It improves over time. 

Allright, that's about it for now. 

Thank you for reading.     

'Splash.' - A mandala coloured some weeks ago.

 Good afternoon everyone, 

It's cold and gloomy in the Netherlands. There is not much to do but to get over with being in quarantine for the entire nation today. It's saturday and there is not much to do. A company named AstraZenica is in a fight with the European Union over delivering vaccinations. It's not a bright sight at the horizon so far. 

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Meanwhile, I dug up a mandala I decided on to call 'Splash.' since it resembles a watersplash in my opinion. 

It has several green, yellow and blue shades and a black star in the centre. I made this during my bad episode around new year's eve. It's in my current portfolio. A cute male care-taker advised me to safe my colourings in an ordner and keep it all togheter safely. Whenever I get a mental break out, it gets more filled. And that's not a problem, I have a few neatly coloured images so far. But it reminds me off a bad episode when I see it alltogheter. I should get over with that, or I should only make things like this when I feel well. I took an attemps in cleaning my camera's lens with a cotton stick so it's blurry spot would be gone. ATM I'm dealing with bad looking glasses so my personal sight can't actually see if that has worked. The good news is that I'll have new glasses soon, and that my bad sight will be solved next month. (I'm up for new glasses. All I have to do is take an eye test at the opticien the upcomming week.) My sight is a bit blurry. I barely see texts at platforms and on tv. How am I up to colouring well you might ask. I personally have no clue either, but I can see lines and colours. I can defy where to colour. So that keeps me going. 

I'm out off all mental pressure from around new year's eve. I believe by displaying all coloured works online, the most work is done so far. I got out off my mind with laughing when getting to think this should get a serious spot in Musee du Louvre in France among all other masterpieces and archeologic artefacts, but the joke got old and I can tell you this without laughing about my own joke. 

 Allright, that's about it for now. 

I hope you enjoyed reading.   

Violent riots are not what protest marches are supposed to be about

 Good evening everyone, 

A storm off violent outbreaks and riots off destruction has come over the Netherlands. It's been all over the news every day. Groups off young hooligans destroy city centres and cause fires and plunder innocent shops. 

This has been real. It's not some story I hang up to you. 

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A vew years ago, I took part with my mom in good protest marches for better health care and a better salary for those who work in health care. That has nothing to do with what has been on TV nowadays. The right to demonstrate in peace shouldn't be destructed with such violence. I feel uneasy when I see people hanging this up under the name off protest marches. It got me upset and I'm not in the power to do something about it that can stop it. All I can do is blog about it to you, as I think it's important. 

If this ever got to a civil war, I'm afraid we (The sane people) can't win, because those hooligans are more aressively violent and insane than most people suppose they are. They are capable to murder in violence and laugh about it. As how I personally have experienced the very few times I had to do with that breed off people. I rather don't like to be around such scum. They are insanely violent and up to what we think to this day as inhumane. I like to warn people against real civil war, as such twists and turns in history can lead to insane leaders to a country and even more violence and war if we don't watch out well. I might overthink too much, but I rather foresee the worst outcome and be ahead off it instead off being suprised by what might be. 

What if the government could get a hold on the app 'Telegram.' and hack it for this purpose and lay down the entire network as far as step one goes? Then lay down their facebook profiles and other social media platforms as much as possible. I've heard 'Telegram' is in the hand off Russians. I'm weary off Russia when it comes to overthinking war. If Russia wants to get their enemy down on their knees, they will and they'll use whatever they can get their hands upon for that purpose. They are far more sneaky than what straight forward thinking westerners suspect most off the time, but what they do and what they might do is the way to win modern war.  

A large number off people in this country being frustrated about the way things go nowadays could have came in handy for them if they wish to get a hold on the Netherlands for something. Swipe them up and cause trouble for the normal citizen. but I wouldn't like to go that far when overthinking the incidents that are going on these days. I don't know why, but this came to my mind. 

All off this might be a bit too much for my troubled mind, but I decided not to watch the news today to keep myself at peace. I would be on and on about conspiracy theories all day (and probably all night, and a lot off time after that) if I wouldn't have done that. Instead I have watched a Nickelodeon TV show called 44 cats and made myself banana pancakes today. It kept me occupied some time and my mind has come a bit to peace. But still I'm weary. 

What if it's forbidden to have an opinion about anything after this violence and most ways to state an opinion will be rigidly forbidden in the future in the west? That would be terrible as I think we (the people) can't get a hold on governments if we can't state opinions to begin with. It's a scenario I have also foreseen a few times. It's human nature to have an opinion. I would feel terrible if I couldn't state mine somewhere anymore. I don't know what I'm about to vote this year for Dutch elections. 

I think the left wing should have and get themselves an immense block in seats in our parliament to behold power against the sneaky right wing, but it's splintered and it can't really make a fist as far as I see it these days. It's not been healthy for our country to have been in the hands off Rutte and his right winged party as poverty has increased and social unequalness has grown the past ten years. It's what the frustration off the mass outside comes from. It's just that a lot off people seem to have grown a bit more unknowing about their facts when it comes to politics, or that they have become status seekers and a bit too ignorant for what's going on. It's not healthy for this nation to keep it going like that. 

Allright, that's about it for now. 

Thank you for reading.     

   

The entire Boed is in lockdown

 Good evening everyone, 

There's a (part) pink sky with purple clouds over Zaandijk this evening. The air is defenetely stunning to look at. It's cold but the air has been clear all day. 

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One off our care- takers has been tested positive, and now the entire community centre around my corner is closed for about 20 days. Up until February and I don't like it. 

I came to de Boed this morning like every day and I got my medicine, took an attemps in baking them cookies to go with coffee moments, but while I was up to sticking them out with cookiecutters, we got the news one off the staff members was tested positive. Everyone who has been around her these days has to be tested, including me. I shouldn't let it get the best off me. I have been taking this entire crisis without losing myself to it, I should keep my calmth in this case. But it's something that makes me feel worried about the well-being of the entire Boed. This kind off things never come in positive. Mentally sick people can't take such things well and it's a burden for them to turn around their entire day at once this week. But it's what everyone else has been doing the entire time. I shouldn't complain. 

I had to inform my mom and make her worried again. I feel bad about my ratio in which I got her on her nerves over me a lot. I have been tested about three times this year already and this is going to be the fourth. 

I had to finish my cookies at home this afternoon and it kept me buisy all day after we got in lockdown. I'm a bit stuck with an entire box off self made sand cookies with cinnamon. I got sugar and cinnamon in the egg-wash to give it an extra taste, but I feel I made an entire lot just for myself and I hope I'll be tested negative so I can hand out some to other people during this lockdown. (There is a give away closet down the hall off the first floor, I could place some off them packed in smaller portions in there. I just think I won't be tested either positive or negative any time soon. Sometimes I wish I had a family and a husband in my life to share all good foods I make with. I mainly share what I make at de Boed for a small public. But I have to keep everything myself now.) 😔😩  

I worked with cookie cutters the shape off letters and numbers. It even had hashtags and thumb up cutters, and a few heart shaped cutters. I think it tastes perfect and it's almost a waste I have so many. It's the only issue I have I feel like complaining about. First world problems I suppose. I could also give myself a good evening and have some aside some chocolate milk. Problem solved. 

Allright, that's about it for now, 

Thank you for reading.  

Good afternoon at the 21st off January, 2021

 Good afternoon everyone, 

Today was for a small prize. I've won the first prize in a quiz at de Boed. (Chocolate milk and a matching cup from the same brand.) I have my moments, people where stunned by how smart I seemed for answering all off my questions well. It was merely basic knowledge most people are supposed to know in my opinion, but opinions can be diffrent and basic knowledge isn't always as basic as we suppose it is. There where a lot off questions about animals I was lucky to know. Somehow I suspect because my brothers both where mad about animal knowledge when they where young. I probably picked more up on that than I thought. It wasn't animal science that got asked at de Boed, but merely some fun facts about animals. 

Today was also for singing. I sing at de Boed during thursday afternoon when they come togheter to sing old (mainly Duch) hits, and since they think I can sing, they ask me to be the lead singer to their small group off muscicians most off the time during Corona. Only one person is allowed to sing in a group off people. I sing in a microfoon behind my mouth mask when I'm onto that. It got appreciated by the old folks I do so. I've been onto that since a few weeks before christmas. 

The pot off celeriac soup got entirely finished by the lunch group today, I got complimented on it's taste. Next week I believe I'm onto leek soup but without heavy cream. (A basic part off traditional Welsh leek soup) As that's not a good idea for your guts as I've experienced before. I believe I'll use milk and just a hint off light cooking cream in this case.      

I should probably make this the end off this weblog, as something in me refuses to write on. 

Allright, that's about it for now. 

Thank you for reading. 

Celeriac, anyone?

 Good evening everyone, 

Today it's gloomy and there is a storm predicted in the Netherlands. Tonight, if you have trouble sleeping, there will be a storm on if you dare to lay in your bed. 

I feel relief there is a new president off the United States. It's much better for the world now they have a sane and suitable man for the job with a strong woman behind him. 

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Today was Wednesday Soup at de Boed. It was a day for celeriac soup. Celeriacs are quite funny. 

This picture shows a fresh celeriac. It could be a nasty face if you take a better look. But that's not what this blog is going to be about. (Celeriac = Knolselderij in het Nederlands. Celeriac klinkt alleen cooler.) 

It's going to be about a receipe for celeriac soup. It's cheap, it's capable to be made to taste, and it's a perfect January soup. 

You need (For a pot suitable for a large group): 

- Sunseed oil (one to three tablespoons) 

- 150 grams off butter

- 3 celeriacs 

- 8 cloves off fresh garlic 

- 3 to 5 potatoes 

- Chicken broth from cubes (About 3 1/2 liters)

- Thyme (Two teaspoons)

- 2 bay leaves 

- Garlic powder (1 teaspoon, and yes it's nescessairy) 

- 5 onions 

- 2 liters off half fat milk 

- Peper and salt you're capable to grind 

- Crème fraiche (One package off about 200 to 250 milliliters) 

- One lemon 

- hand blender or a countertop blender 

- Garlic press 

1. Peel and clean all your veggies and dice them, put your oil and butter in a very large cooking pot and press all garlic in. Adjust pepper and salt, and all vegetables. Add crème fraiche during this step. Bring to simmer. Simmer well untill the butter is melted 

I have people who help me cleaning and cutting vegetables when I'm preparing Wednesday Soup each week. I suggest you to either take your time for this, or ask people to help you peel and cut. 

2. When all vegetables seem to have simmered, eyeball a bit how much broth you'll need and adjust in the cooking pot. Add and bring to warmth. Taste your broth. it's the beginning off all good soups. In my version off good Celeriac soup, this requires garlic powder, two bay leaves and quite a lot off thyme. add extra chicken broth cubes if it needs that during this step. Bring to a broil when you think it's to taste, and let brottle up to half an hour and then add in the milk. remove the bay leafs 

3. Puree everything alltogheter with the puree blender, blend untill smooth. Taste if it needs something else, add pepper and salt if necessairy, squeeze in the juice off a lemon and then add another salt and pepper. Lemons bring up the taste off these kind off soups. It's not necessairy to use a citrus press for this, as that would be too much lemon juice. Just squeeze in lemon juice from two lemon halfs with your hands. 

Optional: 

Toasted walnuts. Toast about 300 grams off shell less walnuts, and crumble them in your soup for an extra bite. 

It's even better the second day you serve it. 

I had my idea for Celeriac soup from a cookbook called the soup bible ('de Soepbijbel' - Heleen Timmermans) but I made it my own version simply by experimenting a bit with herbs and techniques for extra taste. And, sometimes I follow intuïtion and instinct and voices to make it even better, as it works. There's a mad woman in the kitchen on wednesday. But it works.    

 

One for sorrow, two for joy

 three for a girl, 

four for a boy, 

five for silver, 

six for gold, 

seven for a secret never to be told 

eight for a kiss 

nine for a wish 

ten for a bird not to miss 

I believe magpie forecasts when I spot them out in the wild, and most off the times I sense it's true what nature tries to tell me. Whenever I spot two or only one in the tree behind my flat, I somehow believe the situation I'm heading to to be good or bad. Often it's true. Once there where five out to be seen, and it was a day for silver as I picked a silver christmas bulb to be decorated that day, a few weeks ago. 

Today I've seen nine magpies alltogheter. It's for a wish, I made a wish yesterday and they probably picked up on that. magpies are much more cheerfull animals than crows most off the time, that's why I rather consider them my spirit animal than the more traditional crow for most witches. I'm sorry guys, but I'm a jewelry maker, I'm cheerfull most off the time, I'm a collector off goods and I feel with the myth that magpies are a bit naughty to their master and make fun off the gods instead off blindly obeying them and tell them what's going on. If you can't have fun, then what's there to be made out off life anyway? Don't be sour, be a magpie. (Magpie = Ekster in het Nederlands) and magpies dance when they're alltogheter. I've seen them dancing a few times. They seem to laugh loudly a lot. (I laugh a lot about my own sense off humor. I'm one off these people who chuckles a lot about their inside jokes) I love that kind off species off the crow family. Plus they are more bound to their families than to a large group. That's also more likely to be like me. I'm not dedicated to a group off people, but my family is gold to me. I do things a bit diffrent than the classical pagan believes, but it's my right to disobey (Magpie-gackle) 

Today they must have sensed my heart's wish and shown in a little mass to show up to me and hopefully tell me I was heard by some super power. I hope that was their message. 

Allright, that's about it. 

Thank you for reading.   

A basket made from popsicle sticks

Good afternoon everyone, 

Yesterday was an evening for wet snow in the Netherlands. There has been a bit off snow which didn´t last in our part off the country. It somehow felt like christmas eve. I had been making a luxury applepie for de Boed for us which we had this morning with our coffee. It was quite a luxury one with almond paste inside and toasted nuts on top instead off the traditional diamond shapes with dough on most applepies. Today didn´t feel like christmas, but people loved my pie. We had it with some whipped cream.   

I made the basket pictured above this text myself yesterday. It´s a creative project they have started at de Boed, getting people to make baskets from popsicle sticks to set off their mind off off things and to keep them buisy. I finished mine entirely yesterday. It´s not a bad thing, but as far as I feel it, I keep it at one at a time because too much would take too much from my mental energy. It´s a project that takes preciseness to finish. And after a while I feel like it takes too much from me. These are not old popsicle sticks, you can purchase them by the lot at some places and use fresh and clean ones. Old ones people have put in their mouth are a bit gross for this project. Mental people living in a care home often have no clue about normal people´s idea off ´weekend.´ Life most off the time goes on the same almost every day, except that week days are a bit more buisy.  

I´m a bit out off my mind. I have visions off a man named Romeno in my head. He bothers me a lot and sometimes I have the feeling the vision replies to me and talks to me when I tell him something. It´s funny untill it gets stuck on you and it´s hard to get off off it, but I supose it´s not as bad as the delusions I had around new year´s eve. I have the feeling Romeno needs my love and support somehow if he would excist. I simply wouldn´t know how to trace him in real life if he would excist and I doubt he would like a hug from someone like me, troubled as I am. If I´d meet someone like that in real life, I would barely dare to talk to him and give him a heart. I have been googling him and searching for the name he told me on facebook, but I haven´t found anyone with that name. I doubt he´d excist at all. I´d love to be as brave in real life as how I feel in my mind towards him, and give him that hug whenever I meet him. But that´s probably something for later on. 

Tomorrow, my late dad would have turned 68. He´s death since 2012 and it´s almost 10 years now. My brothers will come over to my place to have a little memorial togheter tomorrow. Dad would have been proud off my applepie for today. I´m sure off that. The both off us have baked a lot off them back at my parental home when I was younger. He taught me cooking and baking basics. I became very skilled at that old time, years ago and it still works for me nowadays. Life in care homes is easier when you love to cook and bake for people. 

Allright, that´s about it for now. 

Thank you for reading.    
 

Lemons, On a postcard.

 Good afternoon everyone, 

I coloured this postcard this morning, it's a bit hard to colour and shade in fresh lemons without making them look a bit spoiled. A bright shade off yellow is often hard to shade in with other shades off bright yellow. Most off the time I use brown or orange shades to darken and deepen yellow edges, but that would do a bit violence to the freshness, and I have been trying with orange but then you could question whether you have an orange, or a lemon, or a mix off both (I never heard off that excisting. It's probably already there waiting for the market, but I've never heard off that.) So yellow with a bit off darker yellow and a background off soft green it is. It can't be made more complex or simple than that with what I'm capable to. You could colour them several diffrent vivid colours and call it art, but I wanted to get as close to lively lemons as I possibly could with what I had on hand. I already feel artistic by trying to achieve a bit off depth by colouring some lemon slices completely darkened and leaving some with dark and light spots. I believe I could picture this a bit better so you could see my colour intentions a bit better than what is shown on here. 

I'm about to send it, since it's a postcard. I sign coloured works at de Boed with my name instead off my artistic autograph so people wouldn't consider me as bonkers as they would if I'd show them I even have an artistic autograph and a secret on the internet in the first place. See no evil, hear no evil. I stick at that with most, as they aren't interested in what I'm up to online most off the time. 

Today was for Zaanish mustard soup at de Boed. I made it for lunch yesterday and today we could serve them a leftover. It's my job to prepare soups at wednesday. People love my soups and mustard soup was requested by de Boed's manager as she loved my first attemps a few months ago. My region is known for it's mustard. I make it with fresh basil and smoked salmon adjusted at the end. My soups aren't the best if you wish to loose weight as I'm not spare with cooking creams but if you like the idea off restaurant quality, or a good soup at a good hobby cook's place, then you have the idea. People look forward to it every week. I have been barely at it during December and the end off November due to circumstances, but I'm going to give it the best I can the next months. People deserve their soups during a cold and mean winter with a lockdown like this. 

De Boed is open for people with mental diseases during the lockdown since it has a care function. institutes with a care function are still open but we have to be utmost carefull. 1.5 meters appropriate distance at seats, mouthmasks, cleaning like they have hosophobia, telling people to desinfect all the time and keep everything as neat as possible. People in the Zaan area already are incredibly clean on their living spaces, some even say 'why didn't we do it like this before?' I think I could never fit that standard, but everyone to their own. Life goes by like it always did for me. I have been infected with Corona, but I survived somehow. I made de Boed a gingerbread cake for afternoon coffee time today and they where gratefull about it. That has been part off my life before this lockdown, I barely have a life compared to most people when it's no lockdown, but it is what it is and it can do even during a nasty crisis. I have my creative hobbies but that's most there is to say about it. I cook for people and I colour every now and then. I almost feel guilty it goes so fluently well comparing to others these days. On the other hand, I shouldn't complain too much. 

Allright, that's about it for now. 

Thank you for reading.      

I'm working my way to almost a proffesion

 Good evening everyone, 

I have been working today on colouring an image, I finished it entirely today. I was at de Boed (They're open on sunday for clients.) 

It's made on A4 format, and done with several pencils and markers I found at de Boed in their public pencil and marker storage. I say this all the time, because sometimes it almost shouldn't matter what pencils or markers you use if you are really talented or trained at colouring. But maybe that's a bit harsh to say since what I found in their pencil storage was pretty good quality brands and kinds. They're no copic markers, but it's not low quality either. (Though some shading was done with children's markers.) I have been shading and contouring this image with several shades off the same colour. I have been colouring images all week. I think it's a good way to cope with quarantine. 

A coloured image with autumn colours

Good evening everyone,  

It took me almost half a week to finish it, more and more details every time. This is what I do when I feel out off my mind instead off working a real time job. I colour things like this all week to spend my days well. I love to focus on those small details most people who colour leave an even colour, and shade them in so there appears more depth on the image. I love to challenge myself and make it even better every time. It's how you become somewhat good at things. I have a personal saying with that: 'Boredom has made me talented.' If I wouldn't have this, or other creativity, what else would I have to spend days with? Try to improve yourself everytime you're at something, or try to discover new tecniques and ways to make it even more fabulous. 

Q: Does colouring actually cure when you're feeling- upset, or delusional, or out off your mind? 

A: Well, it doesn't take the issue away, but I mentioned it keeps you at one spot at a table, occupied with a project so you stay safe there instead off running around restless. When you're onto that, you're into your own thoughts but the delusions most off the time don't fade. It calms, that's just what it does. Meanwhile, when the rush off an extatic making delusion fades while you're on the project, (After a while it can fade if you're lucky.) then you're probably good again and you can choose whetheter to go on with colouring or stop it there and go on with life. I have sensed many delusions coming up and fading away during my colouring projects. It's how you become good at it. Especially since voices do whisper in good suggestions on what pencil to use next. (They don't immediately fade, like I said. Sometimes they're a big part off a project.) If you continue colouring untill the panic fades, then you won another battle. Sadly seen.