Strawberries

I've had my first home-balcony-grown strawberry. It wasn't big, but it's taste was grand: it tasted like the dream of a perfect summer.

Love,
Ida

It's my decision

Hmm... a bit hard to see what this letter says, but it's good, potentially lifesaving. Last week I finally registered officially as a donor, and this is the letter that confirms it.
When I die they can have it all - if it's any use.

Love,
Ida

May 4th

On the evening of May 4th 1945, Denmark was liberated from the germans by the allies and the russians. As a celebration people tore down the blackout curtains that had darkened their homes and hearts for five years, and they put candles in the windows.

Now it's become a tradition to do so every year on that night.
It might just be my favorite tradition because it's a symbol of freedom, perseverance and hope.

Love,
Ida

A little bit of luck on my wall

When I visited Louisiana some time ago, I brought home some clovers.
I finally got around to putting them on my wall. They fit right in with the wolves, the giant flower, the forest and the stars in my little corner of dreams.

It's nice to look up at them and imagine what sort of luck they will bring my way.

Love,
Ida

Latenight snack

The second-first strawberries I've eaten this year. What a great snack to dive into whilst reading blogs after a long, busy day.

Strawberries are my second favorite thing to eat - next after cherries. These are - of course and unfortunatly - not from Denmark, and they're a sad excuse for a strawberry.
But still, they echoe of those flavourful red bites that smell and taste of summer in Denmark.
Long nights that really never get dark, where you stay up late, talking, drinking, thinking, loving.
Of days spent at the beach, absorbing the blue sky and the ocean reflecting it.
Of thunder and the smell of rain on warm asphalt and running barefoot through the puddles.

I long for it...

Love,
Ida

Naked trees

I'm fond of naked trees as they cast their shadow on the biketrail under a constructionssite's illuminated light, or when they stand erect against a crisp and soothing sky at dusk.

But tomorrow is April 1st and I'm looking forward to the leaves unfolding in the softest shade of green imaginable.

Love,
Ida

Koncerthuset

I spent nearly 5 hours at Koncerthuset today... bit of a surprise it lasting that long, though.
They held the finale of a chambermusic-competition, and I thought 'hey, why not go'? So I did. It was fine - the right ensemble won, in my (humble) opinion. Two accordionist called MYTHOS - pretty cool guys. (Me and that accordionmusic - yes, Bjarke Mogensen was half of the duo today.)

The first picture is from earlier this month, at my "regular" seat - behind the orchestra.
The other is me keeping it real, being a bit rebellious in the posh building (ha... as if) - and finally the duo celebrating their victory; and a big pile of money - 100.000 dkr. to be exact. Nice.

What would you do with that kind of money?
I'd buy a piano and I'd travel to Asia and maybe New York.

Love,
Ida

Harbinger of Spring

My friend gave birth to a beautiful little babygirl 20 hours ago.
I took of work early and spent nearly three hours with them, craddling and cooing at the little life.

The mother was so calm and radiating with happiness and love; the daddy was proud and witty and caring - and little Elin was a sweet, cute and decisive little lady. I love her so much allready.

So even if it's technically still winter, and Denmark has been covered with snow today, I call her a little harbinger of spring.

Love,
Ida

If I should open a shop...

...I'd like to take over this facility.
I love the wallpaper insanely!
The tiles, the lamps, the stairs and the little sink as well. It's the perfect room for a little creative shop.
It's right beneath my friend's appartment - she's been living there maybe a year, more/less, don't really recall, but this room, with the most splendid wallpaper ever, has been empty all that time...

Makes me dream independent dreams...

Love,
Ida

Salut Dreams

Every day on my way to work, I pass an autoshop that has this old beauty just waiting to get painted and pretty again.
I'm usually not a carperson, but I have a thing for old american cars - this one reminded of the one on the cover of my favorite book, Jack Kerouacs 'On The Road'.

I wanna take a roadtrip in the states right now... following in the footsteps of Sal Paradise has always appealed to me.

Inside the cover was a few treasures.
1. The receipt from when I bought the book (April 25th 2002)
2. A newspaper cut-out of a wolf - the picture won a world press award, if I recall.
3. A postcard from my friend, when she was in Paris. Salut Paris - salut dreams...

Love,
Ida

The way I am

I love this drawing. It totally encompasses the romantic, hopefull spirit in me.
'Everything that could possibly happen'. Isn't that beautiful?

I'm sorry, but I really can't remember where I found this - I've snatched it from some blog without writing credits down. I have a sneak suspesion that it's from Where the Lovely Things Are; but I'm not 100...

I'm really tired today and have hardly read any of the blogs I use to follow. First day of work - it was fine, my colleagues were very sweet and funny and smiling.
I can't wait to when it's normal...

Love,
Ida

Wild Nothing

This is a tune that really belongs in the summertime, with long bright nights and sweet breezes - but this one has stuck with me all winter.

I did an interview with the musician behind Wild Nothing about half a year ago, and I asked him about the lyrics - and he was just not paying that much attention to them. It was just something to sing.

Fair enough, I'm not much of a person who cares about lyrics, I care about the music. If I want to read beautiful and meaningful words, I'll read a novel or poetry.

But it kinda bugs me though - becuase if he doesn't give it any thought, then how can he write a phrase that is so... me?

'This abyss won't last forever

And that's exactly why

I'd rather live in dreams

Than I'd rather die.'

Love,
Ida

Kisses

My newyears resolution for 2011 is to get more kisses. So far it's going really bad, so I've started to kiss my own reflection in the mirror. (Narcissus, anyone?)

Someone had kissed the soft elephantskin-like concrete wall at Koncerthuset (the concerthall) last time I was there... sweet.

Love,
Ida

Sleep

Sleep is my best friend. It covers me in a warm blanket of sweet nothingness.

I'm such a fool.

(Too much) Love,
Ida

My band

Our new video for 'Six Robots'.

Made by Richard Doble.

Love,

Ida

No. 100!

This is the 100th post - hooray.

But I'm sick - again! 2011 has not been good healthwise. But if I get it all over with now, before work starts and I don't have time to be sick, then it's fine by me.

I have a fever and am coughing, so I'm in bed with my trusted mac, reading blogs and news and watching youtube.

Over at Jennys blog Sammy Rose I found a picture of: The! Coolest! Plate! EVER! (Photo by Jenny)

I'm in love - anyone know where I can buy this beauty?

So - happy 100th post.

I love you more than zombies love brains.
Ida

A little miracle

One of my oldest and dearest friend is expecting in the end of February. Look at her gorgeous belly - I can't wait till I'm an aunt! This dear little soul is going to be showered with love and affection. Such a miracle - I screamed and cried with joy when she told me this summer.

We went to the danish pre-premiere of 'Black Swan' - what an intense and ice-thrilling movie. It really deserves the mediahype. Natalie Portman is astounding! I had chills so many times because of her acting, the scenografy and the music - but I know and love the music, of course. What a brilliant idea to take the ballet Swan Lake and use as the dropback for a twisted thriller.

The music. By Tchaikovsky.
Funny how some of my favorite classical music is made for the ballet.
Ravels 'Daphnis et Chloé' and Prokovievs 'Romeo and Juliet' to name a few.

Love,
Ida

My dreamcomputerbag!

...and it's on sale! But still I don't have the money for it. I can't bear it.

If you find it a necessity and you have 595 kr., or 80 €, you can buy it at the wonderful shop Stilleben, that also have the most darling ceramics and knicknacks.

Oh, how I want it!

Love,
Ida

2011 so far looks...

...pretty much like 2010. But in less than one month all that changes. When I start my internship. I'm going to be one busy girl. Can't wait!
But there is a new and different thing in these pictures.
My new moomin-cup.
And the hyacinths are new.

I can't wait for spring to come.

Love,
Ida

I stole something!

I stole a list. From a fellow blogger - Spirrevip. I find it quite sweet. 
I translated it for you english readers out there - I know there's quite a few of you. Please drop a word any time. I'd love to hear from you. Maybe you could fill out the list too, and put it as a comment or on your blog, if you have one? Just a thought. 

My best friend is my dreams and my best people. Can't choose one of many great.
When I brush my teeth I often dance to music.

When I'm cooking I'm in love with my home.

I'm (a little) afraid of burning bridges.

The worst feeling is when grand emotions and love is not returned.

The best feeling is being on stage with SPEkTR – nothing is ever as good.

I'm best at writing.

I'm bad at motivating myself.

I listen to soundtracks when I need to immerse myself in writing.

I talk before I think, and I shouldn't do that.

I like warm eyes that smiles.

Love is when there is no need for words.

This summer I learned new things about myself.

The last time I cried was in frustration over situations I can't control. Whoops, that's a lie. This girl, who so seldomly cries, cried a little today because I had such a pain in one of my ears. Ouch.

When I want to think I go to the water. Either the lakes or Langelinie and preferably with music in my ears.

When I'm baking it's because everything's in order in my home.

Right now I'm thinking about the future.

Today I realised, that I'm doing okay - and that I have really come to love walking, just to walk and experience and absorb impulses with a maelstroem of thoughts in my head.

Tonight I'm going to eat sour bloodoranges, drink tea, watch a movie and read, both book and good words from lovely people I know.

Tomorrow I'm going to Valby, where the first bandpractise of the year will take place. And I'm not going to have an aching ear! I'm not!

My cellphone is my camera and my musicplayer and my lifeline.

When I wake in the morning I turn over and snooze away.

If I was an animal I'd be a wolf in Canada. 

Love,
Ida