On the white sand of Miami Beach between parasols and sun people. My eyes are blinded by the brightness of an airy white summer dress passing in front of me. Superfit stomachs. Perfect bikini bodies. And an overweight American couple on a way-to-small blanket. Somewhere in the distance the 80es hit Girls just wanna have fun is playing, and right behind me two girls are in passionate discussion on foundation and makeup. The flag on the lifeguard tower is green. There is no danger.
In a local museum showing design artifacts from history. I am smiling looking at fortune weights, old gas kitchens and war posters. This is so true! Objects are expressions of human ideas, and they change the way we live. What man makes, makes man. I scan the museum shop books on designing a better world while drinking expensive coffee.
At a Jazz hostel party in a relaxing nnight atmosphere. Cheap vodka juice and a black hustler employee hitting on every blond girl there. My interesting talk with a civilized guy from Boston is drowned by the Dutch guy changing subject. “By the way, do you know the Gaia theory?!”