Black Swan.

I found some photographs I took almost 3 years ago. It was for school.
We were supposed to make pictures under the title 'black is back'.
A friend of me is a ballet dancer, and I asked her to pose. She immediately said yes.
I don't think the pictures were bad... They are definitely not my best ones, the technique could be better. But in a way, I do like 'em.

La Chascona.

Art is a very big word because "art" is practically indefinable.
What is art or what isn't art? I guess that's a bit of personal opinion.

I really want to share something with you because - in my opinion - I think I found a new kind or art.
It's payable and delicious !
It's coffee. But not "just" coffee. It's La Chascona.
This little cute coffee bar gives you a very vintage feeling, like you've stepped back into 1960.
There is a terrace in the back and one on the street-side.

There's a wide choice on coffee, chocolate milk and self-baked cake. You can drink it there or "takeaway".

My favorites are:
Honeymoon, Paris Hilton and Mister Henry.

Were can you find this bar?
Oever 18
2000 Antwerpen

Nuance.

I don't have much experience of life... But maybe I may say - for my age - I've been through things someone else doesn't have been yet. I've lost people - sometimes in the most horrible way you can imagine -, found people, fell in love, been heartbroken and so on.

From someone who has been through tough times, you may expect their point of view being very nuanced. I expect that from certain people... But I catch myself very often, being very black-and-white-thinking. If I want it that way, it won't be different. And people will know.

I'm unconditionally and irrevocably in love with someone and since a few months, we are in a relationship. He's quite older than me, and it speaks for itself that he has much more life-experience. He already had a life before me.
But sometimes I find myself thinking, I wish it wasn't.

I know there's been a woman, she broke his heart. It's been years ago, so I expect it is over... But I guess my definition of 'being over' is slightly different than his. About that, I really can't be nuanced. These things, I definitely see in black-and-white.
But can I expect him to go on with my definition and leave the past for what is? I mean really 'leave it'...
I can't expect that, but may I hope?

I'm really not having a problem with the fact he lived that certain life, I knew that from the beginning. But it's just... That woman... she's still there... Very subtle.

Because how hard I try, I can't get this out of my mind. Maybe she's more present in my mind, than somewhere else.

I never saw myself as a jealous person... But it seems like I developed a certain jealousy :/

regrets.

I just realized I made the biggest mistake of my life. I'm going to college right now and I choose Public relations - communication. But today I had a huge mental breakdown. I thought it was because French didn't go well... but now I know the real reason, I choose future above passion and lost the only passion I ever had... Photography.