All posts by rosalita

written slurped at amtrak’s 49er dining car may 2015 chicago to new york 24 hours 45 minutes

Historically locked and loaded the believers breeding decadence sway the line to navigate synonyms and antonyms. Political and social dialogue masked in leisure, so far from Calvinist conception of the self. Intelligibility of the world becomes a game of recognizing duality, confronting it to slash the form. I think of differences in affirmation and alienation // of autonomy and heteronomy // stupidity and ignorance // evidence and truth // self-disclosure and availability // informational and intuitive // silence and noise. We find each pair shares an assertion that undercuts relativism. Practical identity of an object unhinges without the reverse adequatation. Acknowledgement of the other side’s the intersubjective process needed to distinguish objectivity — in anything. To brush against a concrete object slashes the conceptual abstraction.

Because of this: Decadence becomes damn difficult to define. It depends on from which side you’re experimenting on and searching to understand, whether you’re mapping deliberate directions on an atlas or unrecognizing of landscapes, of clothing, of the self, lost. Because of this, decadence’s easy to define: it plays on, with, and to the individual. It becomes more than Husserl’s interactive coincidence. Forget it to recall,

Identity produces objectivity; hence today’s contempt decadence’s resurgence and revival. What better climate for the creator to frolic or paralyze, the condition of socio-politcal extremity’s the perfect time to deconstruct …or reassemble?

Today, we must consider Richard Braughtigan’s The Wild Birds of Heaven — daddy boasts of debt but good credit
— or we must consider Larry Salander’s sales — the elite’s de rigueur purchasing —
or we listen to Shawn Greenlee: Live March 15, 2013 — the clothing and the self we assemble under nudity —
or we think of Chanel Number 5 in May 2015 — NYC pop-up flaunting century-old scent under a trendy rouse —
or we might consider the following selective : [ words + syntax unedited, only  unreal removed]

 

Sue’s Marriage Might Be Failing

slurped  at amtrak’s 49er dining car
may 2015
+
dinners and noise
my wife makes it a last minute thing with sardines
we’re sitting at this table
it’s christmas
“it means something to you
doesn’t it”

you buy —
i buy perfume i buy i buy, you don’t get
any
free gift of a thing — a gift is uh
you, don’t get pleasure out of it i, get pleasure out of
it.
actually i understand that
i purchase things and feel good

if you don’t purchase things to feel good
then you’re just a decorum
i could tell you what i’d buy for Sue

++
We’ve gotten lax on birthdays
and when i say we i don’t mean we i mean i
there are times i forget cards and things like that
and there are times You forget things like that
and i should ‘member
in my memory sight cause
my mother celebrates my birthday for one month
not one day

i just, it’s all fine
i like gifts giving gifts

+++
another thing is you close a deal with a watch and money
and wanting to spend or you’re up for betting
but you’re in Minneapolis for work and you should go on the plane to get home
and you think i shoulda i shoulda i coulda got it all + got it through the door
you’re always betting

 

+++++
ill tell you what drives me crazy
what will shock you
it’s a point
in a clothing store, a coat store
if its 29 dollars or 139 dollars if it’s something like that
buy the damn thing
i know the color i know the buttons
there’s four
Sue will love it
she’ll accept it — with
shoes
she wants them anyway
she walks away

she looks at them she likes them she walks away
i say, do you like the shoes?
‘they’re nice”
fifteen years ill buy 80 pairs
but Sue,
No
Sue buys no pair

++++++
she’d have four pairs without me
i pay attention
to weather conditions and weather driven
shoes they’re wearing
i’ve seen from here down gym shoes and thought
look at this
yeah, look at this
they’re wearing their account
on their bones
out the shop

+++++++
so i go home and i have a gazillion boxes and packages and boxes
and i go look under the tree and there’s a bunch of anchovies and
pencil erasers
and i mean really
under the christmas tree i don’t care where when you grew up
you put a lot under your tree
wrap each little thing individually
no splitting
of the money
go to christmas eve and two families
with lottsa
blankets and horses
and food
and presents
presents that move
no body even knows
the presents
the presence of presents
+++++++ +++++++ +++++++ +++++++ +++++++ +++++++ +++++++ +++++++

Pain, sex, pop, madness, death are all excess the self, body, beauty, mind, life.

But also,

Pleasure, abstaining, obscure, sane, birth are all excess as well.

The reality is, that all’s illusory. Sue’s husband needs materialism between himself and others to “feel good” and he looks at appearance to judge a false truth:

they’re wearing their account
on their bones
out the shop

or the individual object disguised to hide the true nature under the wrapping:

you put a lot under your tree
wrap each little thing individually
no splitting

If unwrapped the mask drops. But unmasking to explore fulfillment won’t ever reach fulfillment. The container has no backstage in which everything is clear, no theocratical backstage. The object is it. The person is it. The interplay of how to approach it remains.

Creating becomes the condition of the self. Restlessness and exhaustion whacks the artist acting as nihilist. Being-toward-death is exactly the same structure as being-with-others. To be with others detracts you from the ability to be alone — on your own — but at the same time people are needed to reveal to you who you are through affirmation or denial, which is why you cannot be who you really are with or without them. So the product of the alienated man is the object that’s worthy to explore.

Like in glass blowing, a Chihuly piece could take a week to finish, and years to know how to do it in the first place. Consider the intense, technical skill to make work in glass blowing. But watch how effortlessly glass falls from the flick of a wrist into the river to bob away from the creator.

Nietzchean view’s that art’s designed to serve life didn’t stop in the post-modern timeline. Stephen King’s On Writing fights for this tooth-and-nail contextualized with today’s artistic flirtation tendencies with perhaps. alcohol or opium or cocaine addictions.

So decadence is prevalent, whether we look with wonder or contempt, we look to objects and productions to indicate a stance or position. We need to travel far with our work to the absurd and the meek to the kinetic, so long as we move as far from stasis as possible. To cease objective values through subverting ceremonies and rituals that define man. At least, that’s one side of a decadent perception on being in the world. The creator’s take on it mens little in comparison to the work produced.

The through subversion of We to DH Lawrence in wonder or Sharon Olds in contempt, or
addiction conte P
discussion. middle ground of this.

Decadence needs the indecency of ignoring the is to detract you from the capacity to be on your own make work that succeeds in the half-wild, half-indecent

 

 

with wrapping paper to under wrappings to to individual disguised to

through appearance,

Heard there’s a hot revival of a Chicago Magazine

NEWS RELEASE:  Another Chicago Magazine makes a comeback.
 
November 7, 2017
 
Forty years after it began as a modest booklet of student work, and more than two years after its last print issue, Another Chicago Magazine has reinvented itself as an online-only publication. Issue #55 is out, featuring an interview with George Saunders after his Booker award. (“When I was young I really thought if you just wrote the right book, you could stop evil in its tracks.”)
 
It continues its recent affinity for publishing non-realistic fiction with Ben Loory’s fairy tales for adults, and Dan Moreau’s interweaving of the real and speculative in “The Palaces of Saddam Hussein.” Poet Jennifer Conlon asks a question that sounds familiar: “Why Did ____ Join If They Knew What They Were Signing Up For?” and Eliza Nichols translates a section of Franco-Somali author Patrick Erouart-Siad’s memoir of life with his mother in colonial Djibouti.
 
Chicago painter Joyce Polance contributes a striking image of a woman with a belt made of penises, with the evocative title, “Coup.”  Her paintings also accompany the poems.
 
Inline image
Editor of the new ACM is S.L. Wisenberg, who was nonfiction editor of the print magazine. Dan Gonzalez, former fiction editor, is managing editor. Former fiction reader Betty Scott now edits the fiction, and Matt Wood is nonfiction and digital editor. The poetry editor will be named soon. Kevin Coval is the free-ranging talent scout. The magazine includes an economy editor, Corbin Hiday, who will explore large societal questions.  
 
In the 1990s and the beginning of the 2000s, ACM was run by a stable group of editors, led by poet and biography Barry Silesky. Fiction editor was Sharon Solwitz, and Wisenberg joined as nonfiction editor. Simone Muench was longtime poetry editor. Under Silesky, the magazine became known for work that was both edgy and political in form and content. The online issue includes four prose poems by Silesky.
In its four decades, ACM has published writers from Charles Bukowski to Samantha Irby. It published early work by Jenny Boully, Ira Sukrungruang, and Kathleen Rooney, as well as a piece by a Chicago visual artist just beginning his writing career: David Sedaris. The magazine also published a chapter of Mira Bartok’s “The Memory Palace” her first book for adults, before the best-selling memoir was published.
Other notable writers whose work have appeared in ACM are Sterling Plumpp, Robin Hemley, Julie Marie Wade, Michael Martone, Ander Monson, David Trinidad, Richard Cecil, Joshua Marie Wilkenson, Achy Obejas, Alan Cheuse, Joe Meno, Jim DeRogatis, Cris Mazza, Maxine Chernoff, Stuart Dybek, James McManus, Virgil Suarez, Albert Goldbarth, Shelley Jackson, Ryan Van Cleve, Paul Hoover, David Ignatow, Campbell McGrath, Beth Ann Fennelly, Patrick Somerville, Amelia Gray, Lindsay Hunter, Jac Jemc, Halle Butler,  Stephen Motika, Aaron Burch, Thomas McGrath, and Brigit Pegeen Kelly. And more and more. In addition, the magazine has included interviews with many literary luminaries, including, Amiri Baraka, Allen Ginsburg, Carlos Fuentes, Aleksandar Hemon, and Grace Paley.
 
The next submission period for the semi-annual magazine will be January 1-June 1, 2018. The magazine also includes and welcomes reviews and review-essays of books that explore social issues and politics, as well as literary works. It plans to include a wide-ranging blog to explore art and ideas.
 
Recent editors have included Matt Rowan, Jacob Knabb, and Caroline Eick. Rowan led ACM to deliberately expand its fiction beyond mimesis to include metafiction and slipstream literature.
 
The magazine was recently part of the independent publisher Curbside Splendor but has returned to independence. It is not affiliated with a university or other organization.
 
Information: S.L. Wisenberg, Slwisenberg@sbcglobal.net; 773-909-8702
 
 

 

To My Hero, Thank You 

My moms the kind of lady who when I told her about my childhood abuse she responded by taking training classes at this fantastic non profit Darkness to Light and teaching classes around the County where I grew up to people who work around or might be near children to know the signs, however slight, that say, child protective services or a doctor or a psychiatrist know to look for in children who are being sexually abused. 
Prevent; my mom says. Dont wait for it happen and to have a post plan. Never let it happen. 
My mom was close to death. 
She wrote a speech. 
Please, if you’re on my blog, you must have an interest or reason to be here, so please know, out of anything,  read this. 
Thank you so much. You’ll read a lot of Inspire.

Queen
Queen and Baby Queen : mom didn’t believe in picking out another persons clothes. If the cost was OK I got to pick out my clothes. So cost dependent, she had us all picking out clothes by age 2. I remember her holding me and walking around a circle of shirts at KMart. I pointed at one, and she got it. Something blue and white. One of my first pos memories.
My mother Shira’s name, in Hebrew, means song, My mother, before she is my mother, is a melody—her own melody. My mom is my hero, because of who she is and what she believes in unrelated to anyone else. 

I am very honored to speak in front of you all tonight. I know so many of the good works you do in quiet anonymity. I know the good lives you lead. You have been a part of my world and made it better. It is also a big responsibility to speak on September 11th. The day our country was brutally attacked and many lives were lost. The message I want to bring tonight is about making our world better by starting with ourselves. I would to help others suffer less by bringing them to the YMCA. A place like this church that has made my own life much better.  

In the middle of one day I became confused. My life was in chaos. I was so sick I couldn’t open the door to my bedroom. I couldn’t squeeze a tube of toothpaste to brush my teeth. Even standing on the tube with my foot, took effort for my foot. The physical pain was so strong, I couldn’t think straight. I couldn’t tell what was good or bad. Then I thought to myself: positive is good, negative is bad.

Then I thought about something Tom said every Sunday. God is love. Jesus Christ is Lord. For those who claim they live in the light but their life is in the dark, their life is a lie. I needed to change.

My body was telling me something was wrong while my mind was telling me everything was ok. In the end, my body won and finally convinced my mind I needed to make changes. I made many changes including cutting myself some slack and being kind to myself.

I went to the doctor and he helped me with medicine and regime. I had exercised throughout my life but with my job working 70 hours a week and 4 kids and lots of other responsibilities my own life had fallen by the wayside. Then I went to the YMCA. I went to the desk and paid my membership fees which I had taken from my bank account.

I started with an exercise class. The music was happy music. My instructor was cute and had a big smile every day. My classmates included a Steuben County judge in shorts, who had very hairy legs and very little hair as well as an older couple, a woman whose husband was within days of death, young girls, a mother who looked like a movie star and had a handicapped son and many other upbeat people who encouraged me and made me feel welcome. As clumsy as I was, they worked with me to learn the steps and ignored me when I fumbled.

From there I started swimming every day. The water was clean and warm. There was a lifeguard who watched over me. There was even Tom Davis sitting in a chair near the pool watching over with me with a wise crack or two! I worked up to an hour a day, back and forth. I prayed for 20 minutes, I said affirmations for 20 minutes and I thought of my goals for 20 minutes. At the end of my 60 minutes, I took a hot shower in the clean dressing rooms. I brought nice shampoo and good smelling soap and lotions as my reward for exercising every day. I even bought a two new bathing suits. My first new bathing suits in 15 years.

I got better and better. I realized some things I want to share with you.

Emotions are good if we keep them in balance and listen to them. They tell us to pay attention. If we are anxious before company comes in one hour and we haven’t started dinner. Our emotions are telling us we need to get on the stick. That anxiety reaches us before our intellect. Anxiety, worry, fear seemed to dissolve in the water and flow right out the bottom of my feet.

We all face problems. Some of these problems become so big we can’t think straight. Some of these problems are such big challenges we can’t think or feel what we should do. From exercising at the YMCA daily, I learned to handle my emotions through exercise and when I was done the answers seemed obvious. I followed a simple rule. If it was positive it was good, if it was negative it was bad.  

I made a pact with myself to strive to find solutions. The YMCA was the solution for my health and well-being. Then I heard the mission of the YMCA and it was in keeping with what I found worked for me and it was simple.

Healthy Living: Improving the health and well-being of the community

Youth Development: Nurturing the potential of every child

Social responsibility: Giving back and proving support for our neighbors.

There was no politics in this. No hurricane Harvey’s or Irma’s. No gossip. No bad evening news. It was all about making our section of the world here in Steuben County better. I decided that a key to life was just like the YMCA working on making myself healthier, the community healthier, helping kids and watching out for my neighbors.

The YMCA was in the light.

I want to talk to you about our programs.

Healthy living means all our exercise programs for silver sneakers, pool, wooden sauna, whirlpool, yoga, pilates, biking, running programs, walking programs and just about anything you can think of. We have a diabetes prevention program, a program called Live Strong that starts in January to help those in cancer treatment and recovering to get healthy and a soon to be program for Parkinson’s patients. There are also Zumba and weight rooms with instructors (did I say eye candy!)

Youth Development: Kids have lots of energy and they are our future. The Y has summer camps, soccer camps, basketball, swimming and much more. We even have babysitting for mothers. For Free. If a mom just exercised 3 times a week, the free babysitting she gets would pay for her membership. Young people are our future. They are our bright and shining stars. The Y offers a wholesome, safe place to come to, congregate at and creates a place for them to come with family and friends.

Social responsibility: The YMCA nationally has a program called Praesidium which is to prevent child sexual abuse. This is not a pleasant discussion but it is a necessary one since 3 out of every 10 children are abused before 18. So, the YMCA looks to stop this before it starts. We are also looking at taking this message out into the community to protect children in Steuben County through the Darkness to light Programs. Another way we help our community is make the Y available to kids to help them afford the YMCA.

Our annual campaign is trying to raise $150,000 called the Adopt a Child campaign to help bring our message to children. Children and people need to be cared for, live in the light and be healthy so I hope you will first start with yourself and then consider the community by adopting a child.  

Thank you for your time.

In my head I call my mom Benton, which is the first name in the pseudonym where she writes. I’m going to write about Benton and share with you a real heroic victory. My mom’s health is back to health.

I grew up in a small village at the crossroads of cornfields, forest, lakes, glacier pits, and trailers. My mom surrounded her kids, all four of them, around art (train art historian at Berkeley prior to becoming the founding executive director of a handful of companies), music, dance, textiles, books — OMG literally books off the shelves in stacks, books books books, radio, exercise, cooking, painting, mosaics -, wood carving, animals, and the space for each of her kids to develop individually into their own person. 
I can’t and won’t speak for my siblings, but I can say my mom raised me to have a strong sense of identity and a strong moral compass. What does a moral compass me? What is a strong sense of self? I feel like I was raised by My Mom to care more about having an identity and understanding of oneself because that will matter In the end much more than what that identity and what the moral compass is: which is to say she taught me to first have convictions, then have structure, then have structured convictions, then stick to the sense and learning and growth of the self with perseverance and resilience; and you can do anything you love. 

My mom taught me to never mind anyone else’s path. Jealousy is ugly. Be happy for others, be sad for others, but never want to be someone else. She taught me heaven and hell are here on earth; no where else. She taught me to listen to the animals and the trees, because they are communicating with us, not a deity far away, but here, Here. 

Because everything we need and everything that is extremely painfully hellish and meaningless happens here, we must have Jumbo Drive to pursue whatever is your interest with passion. For example, my mom never says this stuff. This lady I love instead surprises me with what she pursues. 
For example;

1. Discover her hundreds* of movie reviews  online under pen name.

2. Thinking she was mocking Japanese person, being an asshole to her, because she was reciting some Japanese she learned as a child in Hawaii.

3. Having her watch IT crowd and sending me a grant to look over asking to return to school to study IT. She is now an “IT guy” in training.

4. Having her be so ill i worried she was going to go from this heaven hell plain and instead this woman who was so sick came to see me in Poland on her Birthday. She was so fucking determined to make it to the southern mountains, we actually got to the peak at the border of Slovakia.

5. Thinking she had one company and finding out later their were not 6, but 8.

6. Reading Bentons interview on what it’s like to be her: in a book by some whatever famous author on markets about the worlds top sixteen traders.

7. Sending me videos of her dancing in the mirror to pump up songs when I was sad.

8. Literally saving me from suicide bc manic depression so many times in high school that she gets the rest of my lifetime off from needing to do that anymore.

9. She’s smart. She’s so smart.. she’s scary smart. 
She doesn’t give compliments either. Once I asked if she was proud of me and she said I’ll let you know, and then later said she wasn’t. Sounds harsh? It isn’t. She’s basically the Don Judd of Mothering. You and I and We are the future, and we need to be better always.

Also, I stead of yelling, she hand writes letters to explain. Her anger. Because she’s so smart I usually understand logically, not emotionally, her point, and I learn from it.
That being said, my mother has gone through so much w me. She’s gone thru so much in her life. I monopolise her time, because she’s so fascinating, Miss Benton, and we couldn’t be more different in many idealogies and views. That said, she taught me to appreciate the differences for all, not the differences for each. 

My mom could have been dead today from her illness, or in excruciating pain, but instead, this hero of mine, is doing OK. 
Thank you to my mom for taking care of herself and for having me, because living is so exciting and especially with having mom as my mom. If you are open to supporting the non profit where my mom became healthy, I will match your donation, up to 50$. Please let me know! 

Club Fortuna @ 12th Krasnoyark’s Museum Biennial 2017 / Sibiria

Druzja,
lets think about 100 years of revolution.
1917-2017
We invite you to the opening
of the mir: the village and the world project in Siberia.
Club Fortuna present 

Jawbreaker II 
at
12th Krasnoyark’s Museum Biennial
Opening:
5th of October
Leninmuseum
Krasnoyarsk Cultural-Historical Museum Complex
Krasnoyarsk, Russia
Exhibition:
6th of October 2017 to 28 of February 2018
#сибирьбиеннале #миримир #worldvillage
For International press:
Simon Mraz: simon.mraz@gmx.at

POLICE NIGHT DICK STICK + sroseyposey.tumblr.com

Rose: Where were you from the years 2007 to 2014?

 

sroseyposey.tumblr.com

2007 to 2014.

A good run. Thank you Tumblr for those Internet Years.

This Video: POLICE NIGHT DICK

CASE STUDYO is a publisher and producer of artworks by contemporary artists. We collaborate with artists from a broad artistic scene.Because we are triggered by the changing boundaries of the art world, different forms and places of creative expression and the abolishment of predefined rules we do not limit ourselves to a certain style or visual language. We let our eyes and feelings go towards artists we consider to be important within the interesting and changing times we live in.

Our collaborations result into fine art works, furniture or other functional objects. With our projects we strive to push new boundaries of art a bit further and grab the art of today and share it through the limited series.

The CASE STUDYO artworks are the result of a unique collaboration between our studio and the artist. We choose not simply to repeat or reproduce an existing artwork. We opt for a new creation, where interaction between CASE STUDYO and the artist creates an own story – a case study – resulting in a unique object, edited in several pieces.

CASE STUDYO doesn’t operate out of a gallery; we work directly with artists and collaborate with their representing galleries. Available works can be acquired through our contact page.

CASE STUDYO is born out of the creative agency Toykyo. In 2012 they decided that it was time to take the limited edition artworks to the next level and give it dedicated focus. The rich history of Toykyo art-collabs & productions are included in this website as the foundation of our new venture.

 

Filmed in Berlin for Tokyo based CASE STUDYO

New Book Edition release, ft. moi et al in artist book TALISMAN (Furor)

The TALISMAN includes a collection of body stick tattoos of more than 70 international positions contributing with artistic, poetic and literary art works. The form of the book resembles a stamp album and sustains the character of an individual collection which as well operates as a contemporary document.

Der TALISMAN ist ein Sammel-Album, bei dem über 70 künstlerische, poetische und literarische Beiträge in Form von Hautklebe-Tattos aufeinander treffen. Das formal an ein Briefmarkenalbum erinnernde Objekt trägt als Kollaborationsprojekt den Charakter einer individuellen Sammlung und ebenfalls eines Zeitdokuments.

Talisman_1.jpg

The TALISMAN includes a collection of body stick tattoos of more than 70 international positions contributing with artistic, poetic and literary art works. The form of the book resembles a stamp album and sustains the character of an individual collection which as well operates as a contemporary document.

Talisman_5.jpg

12 pages with 80 skin tattoos different sizes 
Hardcover, 22 x 32 cm
Graphic Design by Beureu-P
Made by Bekros in Brno, CZ
Published by Edition Furor 2017

Participating artists

Roman Achitz, AT 
Kurdwin Ayub, IRQ/AT
Karolin Back, GER
Agnieszka Baginska, AT/PL
Mariola Brillowska, GER/PL
Claudia Apel, GER
Ida-Marie Corell, GER
Stephan Dill, GER
Michael Dörner & Maria Wende, GER
Hélène van Duijne, AT
Eugen El, BY/GER
Cornelia Enderlein, GER
Mert Esirci, TR
Maximilian Eulitz, GER
CLUB FORTUNA, AT
Roland Gätzschmann, GER
Gelatin, AT
Graw BöckIer, GER
Norman Hildebrandt, GER
Barbara Höller, AT
Hatschepsut Huss, AT
Miriam Jonas, GER
Aaron Klamp, GER
Andi Klotz, AT
Susanne Köhler, GER
Steven Kohlstock, GER
Helena Kotnik, ESP
Charlet Kugel, FR/RUS
Ruth Labak, AT
Adriana Lara, MEX
Xenia Lesniewski, GER/PL
Nana Mandl, AT
Boris Manner, AT
Michail Michailov, AT/BGR
Julie Monaco, AT
Rachel von Morgenstern, GER
Crystin Moritz, GER
Ina Perog, GER
Solaris Ortega, MEX/US
Fabian Patzak, AT
Rose Pacult, US
Matthias Peyker, AT
Konrad Prissnitz, AT
Giulia Ricci, IT/UK
Maximilian Rödel, GER
Andreas Rohrbach, GER
Nadine Röther, GER
Julia Rublow, UA
Rekerb Sauer, GER
Jessica Schäfer, GER
Simon Schäfer & Eva Becker, GER
Isabelle von Schilcher, GER
Ferdinand Schmatz, AT
Hanno Schnegg, AT
Marcus Sendlinger, GER
Ronja Stahl, AT
Ivonne Stark, AT
Sarah Sternat, AT
Jan Stradtmann, GER
Sylvester, AT
Simon Veres, AT
Zeljko Vidovic, BA
Salvatore Viviano, IT
Marcel Walldorf, GER
PhiIipp von Wangenheim, GER
Michael Wegerer, AT/UK
Niki Weitzer, AT
Daniel Wind, GER/AT
Hendrik Wolking, GER

Edition Furor

Rueppgasse 10/6

1020 Vienna

Austria

Friends

www.royalbooklodge.com

www.gelitin.net

www.borismanner.net

www.clubfortuna.net

www.oelfrueh.org

www.kimkardashian.com

www.perrosnegros.info

www.ivonnestark.com

www.suewag.at

www.zerosharp.org

www.rosepacult.wordpress.com

www.drknabl.at

www.raumfuerprojektion.de

www.esteban.net

www.crystinmoritz.com

www.unit7.berta.me

www.allover-magazin.com

www.genda.at