Making my late dinner!And wondering over all these imposters.
How did I get in to this. Its kind of very confusing and unsetteling, I am trying to reach a person, and get in contact with severel others. I give upp… there is to little love and care – I am starving – not talking about my fridge!!
I had an interaktion with a scammer: WHO did send me this – above – Its so cracy with scammers, who develop many different ways to manipulat an decive. Somtimes life is a bit ruffer then it should be! I long to connect with something light u nu and fun… maybe go into the deep sea, to connect with some really authentic wales- yes That would deffenetivt change the course Somtimes life is a bit ruffer then it should be! I long to connect with something light u nu and fun… maybe go into the deep sea, to connect with some really authentic wales- yes That would deffenetivt change the course
Somtimes life is a bit ruffer then it should be!
Titel: Nueclear Babe – this mounth- the expressions of to be!
To love a man – who is supposed to be the safe space – who is supposed to be the Devine Protector – but it turns out to be Him who is the danger & destroyer. I wonder what has happend to men that do war to females. Why? What kind of misdirected male energy is it? Howe come – I dont understand it!
I wanted sooo to sitt in that car – next to him – instead of his friend
… I remember because I recently got in contact with the 1990s again!
In December 1990, I went to the USA, with the aim to connect with the art world!
I travelled to New York with a group of people connected to Björn Wetterling.
We visited the studios of some celebreties in the art world as, such as La Noue, Terence,
Robert Rauschenberg, Frank Stella and James Rosenqvist and some others,
like printers and assistents.
… our meeting with James Roseqvist!
Rosenqvist showing his work and at the same time kindly taking care of us in his studio.
to the left: a lovely art piece of Rosenqvist in a corner at Mooma, and to the right James himself in his studio shows us one of his works, the kind that Björn sells/sold. (photo Zeppa)