Sorry

There's been no blogpost in ages. I owe those of you who read it an apology and an explanation.

I'm realizing that this blog has almost served it's purpose. I want to take a different - and anonymous - approach to blogging. I'm not closing this one down - I might still find use for it - but for the time being, it's on standby.

Thanks for everything so far. I'm so grateful for all comments.

Love,
Ida

Ugly ducklings and the little red boat

Ugly ducklings... 

Tiny boats stuck in green goo. Imagine if it was scaled 1:1 - wouldn't want to sail into that icky stuff. But I like the small, colorful boats. Wonder how they got there - childrens project or art? 

Today is the "longest" day of the year - the day with most light. I can't believe it's going downhill from now on. Summer's only just begun, and allready it's getting darker? No fair.

Love,
Ida

Simple

An otherwise boring trainstation - all you need is colored light to spice things up!

Love,
Ida

P.s. Yeah, I know it's a rather uninspired post and tha the picture is bad, but I've been sick + I've been busy... should I rather not post stuff like this? Hmmm... 

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

Note-tree

Friday I had to meet a friend at Skt. Hans Torv  - while I waited, I sat by a tree and noticed all these notes. All the notes had different messages on them, and there were felt-markers, so you could write you own message. So I did:

'War is contempt for life'

It's from a norwegian song that's very beautiful. I always remember those lines. 

Other words of wisdom...

But my favorite was this:

"I am an EAGLE! - watch out <3"

Hope your weekend so far has been good. Tomorrow is a national holiday in Denmark - yay! 

Love,

Ida

Cobbled Copenhagen

I don't think anyone who reads this blog doubts, that I love Copenhagen - but it's an easy city love, it is so charming and beautiful.
I love the streetname - Naboløs. I'd translate it to 'neighborless' in the meaning 'no neighbors'. I wonder how the name originated...

Love,
Ida

Ooops! Erm...yay no. 201!

I forgot all about my blogpost no. 200. So instead I'm "making a fuss" about no. 201 - with a photo from Tivoli. I'm in love with these lamps - I'm not quite sure who designed them, allthough I vaguely recall something about Poul Henningsen designing them - but I couldn't find out by googling. Does anyone know?
On a quiet night, the old themepark can be a magical refugee in the city.

Thanks too all who reads along. It's been fun so far, so I'll keep at it.

Love,
Ida

B e s t F r a p p é E v e r?

Mmmmyes, possibly maybe. It made my day, nay, my weekend. That's what good coffee will do to you. Yum. From Granola at lovely-and-one-of-my-all-time-favorite-streets-in-Copenhagen Værnedamsvej.

Love,
Ida

More balcony

Monday I went to Skåne with something workrelated, and at Åbergs Trädgård I bought some sweet flowers and three tiny 'smultron', which is wild strawberries. Hope they'll thrive on my balcony.
And oh yes, I do all my gardening in turqouise heels.

Hope you've had a great weekend.

Love,
Ida

First night of summer

Finally...

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

Exit Through The Giftshop

I saw the very funny and interesting documentary 'Exit Through The Giftshop' today. Generally speaking a movie about street-art, but then it gets complicated. I won't reveal too much, but it's a movie edited by Banksy about the videodirector who's making a documentary about Banksy... makes sense? Well, see it, it's so great, and visualizes 'hype' in a really revealing way.

Trailer:

It was a pretty spontanious idea to see it, so getting home and googling it, I found this interesting theory - that Banksy in reality is the moviedirector Thierra Guetta. Or that Thierry is a fictional character created by Banksy. Funny no matter what. 

But no mention of Banksy without some Banksy art...

There is always hope

Love,
Ida

Unfolding the standards of the dreams

Michael Strunge

1958 - 1986

"Now I can fly"

Those are the alleged last words of danish poet Michael Strunge. 

I pass that little sign every day. 

I don't read his poems any more, but he used to mean a lot to me. I would sit in my teen bedroom, listening to troubled music, reading troubled writings by troubled heroes and expose my troubled young heart in poor, but troubled, poetry in my treasured little black china-book. I'd have candlelights. I'd smoke out of the window. Sometimes I'd sneek into the kitchen when everybody else had gone to bed and pour myself some red wine. I'd ache. 

I miss those private, secret hours, looking out into the black forestnight. But I don't miss the chaos inside of me. 

I've made a meek translation of one of his poems:

Armed with these

the words of the wings

I stand

ready to float.

I dive out

from the crystaltower

and I stretch myself out

over the horizon

with the brain in the heart of the world.

Through darkness, through light

Through glowing cities at night.

Through dreams, through emotions

Through sensing scenery in now - 

through the day and night my flight goes on

through the clock, through the sight. 


(To read it in danish, click here.) 

He was such a handsome man. He was only - the infamous - 27 years old when he jumped out of the window of the building, that I pass every day on my bike...

Love,

Ida

P.s. The post-title is one of Michaels titles. 

Sunset + Animal

Last night I biked while the sun was setting.
Apparently, Copenhagen's been visited by Animal... must be the one from The Muppets Show, right? Seems like the type of character who'd tag his name on an old bridge.

Here he is in action, giving the last magical touch to a nice rendition of Habanera from Bizets 'Carmen'. 

Hope you had a great weekend.

Love,
Ida

Melancholia

At 00.01 am today I saw Lars von Triers new movie 'Melancholia'.
I got seasick from watching it(!), but other than that, I though it was a good movie. Not amazingly von Trier-esque, but good, beautiful and thoughtprovoking. Definatly a different sort of apocalyptic story - refreshing.

I'm really tired today, but by sheer luck I had to drink coffee for two hours due to something workrelated. Not amazing coffee, but it's kept me going - until now. Yawn! I'm gonna make me some tea, slize up some pineapple and cosy up with a movie that I can fall asleep to. Tomorrow is a national holiday in Denmark - yay! (But still, I have to make an interview at 10.15 am...)

The music in 'Melancholia' is the prelude from Wagners 'Tristan and Isolde'. I don't like opera, but I adore Wagners music when there's no singing. It's so powerful. The way the music is used in the movie is quite hardcore.

Love,
Ida