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Kim van Hoorn
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Kim van Hoorn (Street Articles Author)
Hi, my name is Kim van Hoorn. Although coming from a background in graphic design in London, I’ve diversified quite a bit in my time; I learned to adapt to whatever life threw at me. As I like to read both fiction and fact, I have quite an extensive library. My interests are many and varied including horticulture, drawing and painting, hard and soft landscaping, building and construction, carpentry, playing and writing music, water movement and all that entails, Indian cuisine, writing in general and philosophising. I moved from Cornwall to SW France some years ago where I decided to renovate, virtually single-handed, a 200 year old house by a stream, when time and funds permit, of course. I tend to focus my illustrating now on drawings of interesting buildings and old houses in particular. If you’d like an illustration of your dwelling place or just to see some of my etchings, please feel free to visit my current website: http://www.penandinkdrawings.org/
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I awoke early and refreshed that end of January morning 2006 in my small hotel room in Toulouse feeling more positive than I had felt the previous evening. I was sure that at some point during the day that the train service would pull itself together and carry me 130kms…
I emerged from Blagnac (Toulouse airport) and caught a bus to the railway station in the town centre, noticing that here at least, there didn’t appear to be a great amount of snow around. Feeling somewhat relieved at this, I wandered into the ticket hall to book the next train…
Okay, I know it’s the old play on words but this was an experience that’s worth recounting.
As I recall, having moved my entire possessions, lock, stock and bin-liners to France just a few months previously, I was asked by my building society back in the UK to sign a…
I’m sitting here, typing away at this article and listening to a live concert by Norah Jones on French Radio which is nice. Isn’t she lovely?
Anyway I digress; this piece is all about the fact that no matter how long I’ve been forced to wear the confounded things I’ll…
Do you remember the old days when you bought a can or bottle or carton of something and to consume it, all you had to do was either: pull out your can-opener or twist the top or at worst, reach for a pair of scissors. These days are gone unfortunately,…
Today I opened a document in Microsoft Word (a book review that I was poised to publish, barring the odd alteration to a sentence or two) and when attempting to modify this document the screen went blank. I suppose the right thing to have done at that point was to…
The night had arrived, the weather had turned favourable for the evening and we were psyched up for what we hoped would be an enjoyable event.
As we were arranging the hay-bales in a semi circle in front of the “stage” (which was merely a striped canvas and poles picnic-gazebo…
Whilst listening to a BBC radio 4 programme, I felt inspired to put down on “paper” some of my feelings on this subject; namely who the hell are foreigners and what does their background have to do with anything, anyway. I discovered this country, France, some 30 odd years ago,…
Just five days before my first ever organised open-air event of music, the Jamboree Night, and it was raining. Seriously raining. At this point, I had an insight into the conditions the officials at Wimbledon LTC or the organizers of Glastonbury must be subject to the fickleness of The British…
The idea for the Jamboree was spawned one Sunday evening back in May 2000 in a pub called “The Jacob’s Ladder” in Falmouth, Cornwall, UK. The Jacob’s Ladder is so named because it’s at the top of one hundred and eleven stone steps (of the same name) from the town…
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More Thoughts on Modern
Packaging
Okay, so there I was one evening trying to get back into a potentially good downloaded movie and recent,…
A Few Pond Problems to
Ponder, Part 2: Building
A Waterfall
After letting your pile of hard core settle down for a while you’ll be ready, if not itching, to start…
A Theory on the Formation
Of Continents And
Precession
It was some years ago whilst reading some of Robert Bauval and Graham Hancock’s work that a thought…
Jamboree – A Night to
Remember – The
Uncertainty Principle
Just five days before my first ever organised open-air event of music, the Jamboree Night, and it was…
Time: How to Slow it Down
- really!
I discovered this process some years ago; it was a logical conclusion based on certain factors. I believe…
Jamboree – A Night to
Remember
The idea for the Jamboree was spawned one Sunday evening back in May 2000 in a pub called “The Jacob’s…
Message In A Bottle, Sort
Of
Niche - the Holy Grail! Well here I am and at this point, I have to admit, I'm feeling somewhat dazed…
Snooker, One Particularly
Unusual Game (part 1)
Although I was then a reasonable pool player, back then in the early eighties, any table bigger than…
Modest, Musical And
Magnifique; A Tribute to
Jean - Jacques Goldman
As a musician, I feel an empathy with certain musos of my age, including, to name a few Sting, Phil…
Where Are My Glasses? (or
Ships? What Ships?)
I’m sitting here, typing away at this article and listening to a live concert by Norah Jones on French…