Future

How would you design the city of the future?

First I would buy a RTW Ticket.

Then take 12 months of unpaid long leave.

Depending on Place and Time and Funds I would study and as long as as much as possible.

While traveling around the globe I would be online more or less 24/7.

My design drafts would be scetched like Leonardo only.

Places like Dohar and Singapore and for example Da Nang with 2 million inhabitants would be documented by selected text and photo and links.

AI would be used every day as much as possible and integrated in my posts.

These would be blogged out via WordPress, my window in to the world.

Author and Blogger Peter Hanns Bloecker (retired Director of Studies).

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Books

If you were going to open up a shop, what would you sell?

Do not have any doubts, as I am an avid reader since I learnt to read and write:

My shop would be a most beautiful book shop with a cafe and self baked cakes!

And a very nice garden view as well.

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Tweed Heads

This area has its own charme along the Tweed River Mouth with trawlers and river views from the hills above the Twin Towns.

Sunday Hinterland Trip from the Gold Coast.

Another hidden gem, indeed!

Like an old Harbour Town.

Along the Northern River Coast of New South Wales, you will find more River Fishing old Settlements with very special Communities.

Try our near Yamba the township of MacLean and Woodridge area and the small town of Evans Head.

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Rivers along NSW

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Leonardo

šŸ–‹ļø Leonardo da Vinci: A Tuscan Tapestry of Light and Inquiry observing Nature and people in action.
A revised Blog Vignette by Peter H Bloecker (Retired)

Watch the SBS Film Leonarda da Vinci

Ahead of his time …

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Nestled in the folds of olive-silvered hills near Vinci, Tuscany, a boy traced bird wings in the dirt. His fingers, smudged with fig sap and curiosity, would one day redraw the contours of art, science, and imagination. Leonardo da Vinci’s story began in Anchiano—amid the scent of sun-warmed thyme and cicada hum.

šŸŽØ Apprenticeship in Florence: Where Light Met Hand
At fifteen, Leonardo entered the studio of Andrea del Verrocchio. Marble dust settled into the creases of his palms as he carved alongside masters, each chisel stroke an invitation to precision and grace. The studio swelled with the aroma of linseed oil and plaster, the quiet scratch of charcoal on canvas. It was here he painted a single angel—luminescent, gentle—he watched and observed, fascinated by nature. Eager to learn.

🌿 Nature as Archive and Oracle
Tuscan summers taught him anatomy in the curvature of leaves, flight from swallows chasing the horizon. He studied vines as vascular systems and dragonflies as engineers of air. The bitter tang of olive oil on rustic bread became a meditation; Tuscany fed him not just meals, but metaphors. He was not only curious, he asked why and how, and no one would stop him.

šŸ•Šļø The Smile and the Silence
Returning to Florence in 1499, Leonardo sketched quietly. The Mona Lisa emerged—half-smile and half-riddle. Quill dipped, parchment stretched, he whispered:

ā€œIf light is my language, what does her silence say?ā€ No one will ever know.

Behind her, Tuscan hills roll into mist—the landscape not just backdrop, but biography. An illegimite child born to become one of the most known artists ever.

šŸ“š Legacy Etched in Dust and Ink
Leonardo’s notebooks brimmed with mirrored script and impossible machines.

War machines as well.

Quills rasped through midnight, echoing the clang of the bell tower above. Beneath each drawing lay a man wrestling with awe: dissecting lilies, charting rivers, dreaming wings.

His reflection:

ā€œWhere the spirit does not work with the hand, there is no art.ā€
In Tuscany, both spirit and hand flourished.

šŸŖž A Coda, Shared Across Generations over centuries
To visit Vinci or linger before Adoration of the Magi at the Uffizi is to brush the hem of a soul still searching. Leonardo was not merely painter, inventor, dreamer. He was to become a bridge—between idea, thought and form, shadow and light, silence and revelation. A devine and talented artsist.

Homosexual as well.

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Published by Author & Blogger Peter H Bloecker (Retired)

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Mary Vale QLD Australia

Nothing like winter camping with Maria Ines in the Noosa Hinterland Gympie region called Mary Vale.

Great campsite, nice country folks and exploring the History of this beautiful area north of Brisbane.

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Fire pit and winter camping at Mary Vale

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Around Maleny & more …

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Thank you Love of my Life

Maria Ines called Casa.

Bird

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