zaterdag 26 juli 2008

A challenge: Share!

Experiment

As all communication nowadays goes through internet/ e-mail I wonder what has happened with the handwritten mail. The only thing I find on my door mat are bills, advertisement and other rubbish... You are almost forced to register everywhere; hyves, facebook, u-tube, msn messenger, in fact that's very impersonal and a form of slavery if you ask me!

Almost nothing is nicer than receiving handwritten enveloppes with a stamp. Think of the journey it has undertaken and the energy it contains. Isn't that marvellous, some kind of magic?
It would be such a waste if we forget about ordinary correspondence!

So, I challenge you!

Share by sending me something: news, a thought, an idea, a hello or goodbye, gossips, a photograph, science, anything will do if it fits through the mailbox. I'm curious and interested in your life.
It only has to cost you a couple of minutes, a stamp and a walk to the nearest postbox.
*There's one condition: at least the enveloppe should be handwritten!
*And I promise to answer! (please enclose your address if you'd appreciate so)

Just try it and find out what happens! I'm sure it will make you happy! You may even decide to pass this on or do the experiment with your own family and friends...

Don't worry: This is no chain letter!

Hope to read you!

Wendy Wessels
Richtersweg 108
7521 BZ Enschede
The Netherlands

zondag 6 juli 2008

Intercultural market

A magical mixture
Of feelings, smells
Believes and traditions
Gathered in one city centre

Having missions
Selling and showing
Sometimes
Promoting visions

African dancers and drummers
Bright colors and beautiful skins
Make me
Swing inside
Wish for more sense of rythm
I would love to take a ride
But my ratio wins

Bellydancers
Graciously controlling their bodies
Shy but ruthless
Also
A Turkish band
A sense of homesickness
Arises
Which I can only partly comprehend
I so long for Istanbul
But in this kent*
I will always be a stranger
A fool
Also

The locals
Just staring
Absorbing
Buying but not daring
To really dive in

Also
I was being consumer
An observer with an inner call
It's okay
For one brief moment
I would like to hold you all
And convince you to stay

In this city centre
In this magical mixture
And unity
Of all

Wessy 6-7-2008

*Kent: turkish, arabic: 'city'