My daughter dances

Lysanne is painting a dance. - My daughter dances Each fairy dances. Lysanne, my dear girl is such a fee, which the dance sees as life fulfillment. Ballet and the executions in her little home decor room complete with sleep. They see that the lessons learned had left today, when my daughter ask her about the model proposed for the new garden. In the garden are levels and different light spots. That gives atmosphere and depth within a small boundary. Lysanne danced in different layers. The movement was interspersed with crescendo and freeze frames. The decor had minor spots and different experiential situations through the use of light and dark textiles, making of details and layering. The layering came twofold to expression: 1. the use of high and low, 2. perform various movement in the different levels. On this point there were layers and layers that make up the total experience meaning expression reflected did come. Ballet and K3 came together well reflected in movement and color image. This dance expression can not be denied Lysanne. Seeing and discovering partial layering is its own discovery. Questions is good and honest answers the equivalent of that is many questions. The intelligent people awakening. My daughters own intrinsic intelligence.

Tuin Carry Slee schreef een boek, een werk dat ik verfilmd zag onder de gelijknamige titel ‘Eva.’ Gegrepen volgde ik de personages op onze kleine TV. Mijn dochter en ik samen tegen elkaar op de bank. Kijk nu zie je een loverboy, vertelde ik haar. Let maar goed op want nu gebeurd er dit en dat en het gebeurde in de mooie goede wereld die film heet. De echte wereld is echter gruwelijker, daar zijn er geen goed agenten die de boel op het juiste moment komen redden. Zeker geen vader. In de echte wereld kijken deze mannen even opzij, wegens ontoelaatbaar of tegenstrijdig bewijs. In de echte wereld zijn er de opruimploegen die tot de voordeur komen en eenmaal gezien snel een ander doelwit uitzoeken. Dit laat de rechtelijke wereld even weg, onbruikbare informatie en opnieuw zonder telefoonnummer. Soms als ik in mijn paleistuin ben van het kleinste Koninkrijk op aarde, dan denk ik wel eens aan de wind uit de samenleving, of liever gezegd de windstilte van al die brave burgers die hen bijstaan. Het moddergevecht in de achterhoede van het front. Zo gaat het buiten onze tuinen. Aangeharkt moeten deze oases zijn, vrij van het vuil dat over de straat rondzwerft. Ik moest vandaag even wenen, van blijdschap en droefenis. Blij voor het leven met mijn gezin en droevig voor het recht, blind kijkt ze even opzij. Zijn ze weg, dan stellen de mannen blij het onderzoek in. Voor de lunch zijn de dapperen klaar, een broodje warme bal in de kazernetuin. Lekker!

The Garden, An Alzheimer study

The Garden study of the Alzheimer Foundation To an interview Alzheimer Netherlands. Supplemented with data from my tutorial. Part 1. The garden there is no understanding without a deeper recognition of the thoughts. Part 1 Gerrit says goodbye as Director at 55 years of age. Together with his wife he undertook travel through the world after his retirement. On his 58th was diagnosed with Alzheimer's disease. He responded already different and partly as a result, the doctor who examined him came the first symptoms of the disease on the track. The diagnosis came as a shock and unexpectedly for everyone. His wife and he were activated by the first symptoms themselves to visit a doctor. His father was previously to Alzheimer's disease died. Gerrit knew so what him after the diagnosis and discussed this presumption also stood waiting with its surroundings. Part 2 Euthanasia was discussed and Joke, his wife with whom he had a loving relationship, did. They understood her husband and his unwillingness to experience the same as his own father ever happened. Along with the great plan life went further and Gerrit went for a day to day care of the nursing home. Together they had that House select for its proximity and facilities. Gerrit was the dearest at home, in the garden. The place where all conversations had taken place in front of the camera, between the Green and the singing birds. The paradise of both of them wanted to maintain by being there Gerrit. Close to his love, his wife to whom he so much wanted to make clear. A life wild Gerrit reframe, a world without that other person who had Alzheimer 's. Gerrit felt not entirely understood and clung to his Joke. Part 3 Gerrit loses control over his Amygdala and prefrontal cortex. Behavior, and affectionate love feelings are no longer sent from perception. Imbalance of spiritual values was a fact of life. His wife pulled it emotionally and physically anymore. ' Whole days around me, him he sucks me empty. ' Gerrit followed her everywhere by the spaces. In this way, he was always in his experience at her and she never alone. Gerrit: ' together is for me paradise. ' Part 4 Gerrit went for four days to the nursing home, a room with four people and curtains. There was no privacy between the steel bare beds. Long corridors without recognition so that even the sisters there verwaalden. In the House he goes painting, landscapes. The garden appeared in various forms on his medium-sized cloths. Fierce brush strokes showed intense emotion see, color is close to each other and the existence opens in the search for harmony. The garden, paradise was subject for his fixed caregiver who walked with him through the wooded area. Part 5 ' you have at home a beautiful garden Gerrit? ' ' Yes I have along with my wife Joke a beautiful garden. ' ' Is that your garden or the hare? ' ' It is our garden, but a little more of her. She has the hands. That I didn’t have. ' Part 6 Gerrit went further backwards but also in this stage he continued to discuss ' every step was after all euthanasia ' valuable to live for. In the weekend Saturday on Sunday as Gerrit to Joke went, he attacked. He wanted death, right now. His wife could not be more in the needs of her husband. The world of Gerrit became more and more packed with confusion and unwarranted suspicions. His ability to act was largely closed off from his will to act. Movements were heavier and the voice disappeared before the eyes of his beloved. Part 7 Gerrit sits in a wheelchair and clapping to the beat of a song is to. The central nervous set began to degrade on cerebral level including the peripheral nerves. Dysatri is a fact and of Euthanasia is certainly no more at this stage. The areas of Wernike and Brocke are actively disturbed and begins to hear things that aren't there Gerrit which he combined with the fears and rest images from his own garden. There is from the desire of Gerrit, who his wife was very still, a palliative regime entered. The nursing home doctor could not move in earlier conversations Gerrit in respect of its last wish a ruling. Joke they can so often visited him and chatted with her husband on good days. Contact was evasive and the world of her husband turned out to be withdrawn and anxious. Gerrit left the single room that he had gotten after recording and went back to safe room. Between others that were just as he. Part 8 Apraxia followed by hemiopraxi was the last stage of the physical integrity of the physical man, as his wife her husband Gerrit had always known. In bed by the many emaciated work to make contact with the world and the instant keeping his failing organs, got a choke pneumonia Gerrit. Three years after the diagnosis Alzheimer's disease died at the age of 61, Gerrit. "I've struggled, God knows how I've been so busy with him. Now everything is over. God it is over for him. '