I'm looking forward to two girls coming to live in Brussels for a while. You know who you are. I love studying photography because it will be my future (I'm a total disaster when it comes to handling an analogue camera and working in the dark room but "working in de dark room" sounds ambiguous anyway!), yet I miss my sketches & needle pricks because it is my past. There is still some blood on my fingertips. A bit like reddish paint.
Ps; What's everyone doing on New Year's Eve besides champagne & more champagne?