Posts filed under 'The Daily Struggle'
So hello! I’m updating my portfolio section - something most necessary after 2 years of random freelance work. And hello back again! Woooooohoooo 3 new projects which is way to little to cover but still, heck you’ve gotta start somewhere. 3 new projects in the portfolio section
and last but not least, I updated my RD Media portfolio section as well. Just visual, no interaction but … would you expect something like that from interactivechris?
December 8th, 2009

August 19th, 2009

August 12th, 2009
just died, the king of pop…….. rip!
June 26th, 2009
Hemel en Aarde. Wat als er nou meer is. Wat als je alles zou zien. De zonsopgang, de dauw, de merels in de tuin. Wat als je nou alles kon zien. Observerend en alziend, maar zonder interventie. Hoe dan ook.
Terwijl je kijkt voelt het als een achtbaan rit, ik weet alleen niet wanneer en of deze stopt. Of weer verder gaat. Want wat als het nou door en door gaat.
Sceptisme. Een digitale vlucht vertelt mij dat er twee soorten zijn. Wetenschappelijk en filosofisch. Je gaf mij de mogelijkheid tot beiden. Kan ik de echte waarheid vinden of doorstaat mijn eigen overtuiging en mening de toets der kritiek? Of bevind ik mij op het gebied van falsificationisme. Hoe kan ik iets wetenschappelijk toetsen als ik het niet weet.
Als je hier nu was, konden we even hierover babbelen.
April 25th, 2009
Hooptiedooo, that has been a long time since the past most sad posts. Sadness is a great state of mind i must say, but so is hapiness. And hapiness is here, it was never gone. Even king Herodes had its good side.
Thus. Where are we now? I’m still working on my house, loving Maaret and my family and friends. My job rocks and why wouldnt I work a bit on highlighting some of my projects at RD Media. Soon, a subportfolio will be online. Meanwhile, let me trigger you with the banner. Hehehe. Dejavu from last year, I took a course in php conditional statements you could say. Nerd Talk.
But first, holidays! Go with Maaret to Paris next week, with mom and sister to Finland and later this year to Thailand and Cambodia. And fuck it I’m gonna enjoy the spring. Bye!
April 7th, 2009
Hey you all. Most of you know the last weeks were quite hectic due to my fathers’ death. I want to thank everyone that has supported me and my family.
Pa , ik hou van je
Verwacht geen proza of poetische poespas
omdat je er niet meer bent.
want je bent hier wel
Verwacht geen zalvende woorden
voor ons intense verdriet
want je bent hier niet
Verwacht geen speech over liefde, familie, zorgzaamheid, bescherming, warmte, humor, discussies, dagbesprekingen, frisse lucht, politiek, kunst, opleidingen, kranten, opa oma kind vrouw, man, dochter, zoon vader, loempia’s, afstandsbedieningen gadgets knopjes laptops montages, platen, films, architectuur, Mondriaan, musea, treinen, Den Haag, Rotterdam, aftershave, sokken, autoritjes, loyaliteit, afspraken, onverzettelijke koppigheid, vakanties, trots, normen waarden en principes, huren of kopen, roken, juwelen, werk, targets, gezondheid, cholestrol, doelen, pensioenen, verwachtingen teleurstellingen.
Teleurstellingen? Vandaag niet
Vandaag niet, morgen niet
Want je bent hier toch.
Pa, ik hou van je en ik ben er zo trots op dat ik je zoon ben
October 8th, 2008
Goodbye emptiness you suck. I found myself at this airport and it was no fun at all. So I decided to shuffle the deck and hey, I just gotta royal flush in my hands. At least, I think that it should be a royal flush.
Because I hate airports, I want to say goodbye to you. Here and now, farewell cause I’ve dealt with this a long time ago and for now, there is no more space for the void. I’ve said it all, I did it my way and now you’re gone!
September 11th, 2008
Hello emptiness my lonely friend I am back again.
It doesn’t happen to me that often but I’ve got the find the words right now to describe how I’m feeling. Strange. 28 years old and with this much self-reflection, but still in some way amazed by the way I deal with emotional situations. Sippin on the jack, but my jack of hearts has just taken the plane to Mururoa. And I’m the joker that’s left here with a shit load of luggage.
Retrospective design relativation. What a term. Besides from that, Love is Life, Life is Love. The sweet irony of it all comes down to the future, not the relativation of the past.
We’ll see what this adventurous episode will bring me this time.
September 9th, 2008
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Can somebody kill those Nigerian princes?
August 18th, 2008
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