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Category Archives: back when we had heart
high on life
so the past days (actually, pretty much since roomie came back) I’ve been on a crazy sugar high, meaning I got very little sleep but a lot of sunshine – it’s still cold out, but sunny enough for us to decide to spontaneously make churros and enjoy them for breakfast outside on the grass snow.
churros and coffee!
blankets, a perfectly blue sky above our heads..
frida, revisited
heaven
speed of film
it’s skies like this that make the world a thousand times more beautiful.
heart throbbing, waltz #2
an email from a friend yesterday reminded me that sometimes between people things just aren’t the same unless you’re both back ‘home’. for the first time since I’m away (july) I’ve had, for a split second, a small heartthrob thinking that I really do miss him and that distance-friendship is hard to keep.
if you read this, please know you’ll be (along with my favorite ice queen) the first person I’ll share an iced mocca with once I’m in Vienna. we can talk about love affairs and complain about the world and hug each other until we choke.
miss you both so much..
Finse, 02 (day by day)
Sunday, day one:
after almost missing my train (I arrived at the station exactly seven minutes before my train left) and the raised eyebrows of the couple sitting with me in the train after I accidentally dropped the milk container into my cup of coffee, I got to Finse. Getting off the train I felt a little confused, because all there was around was the platform and a hotel. a few little houses scattered here and there but nothing else. I heard two girls speaking english and recognised one of them, carrie, because I’d checked out her website the previous day. Anyway, turns out that both carrie and laura were going to be in the snow sculpture workshop; we were given the key to the steinboliger – our home sweet home for the week – and dropped off our bags into our rooms. I, of course, picked the crazy room with the broken lock, no drawers, but a nice view on the frozen, snowy lake…
I lived at number five :)
we had to wait for everybody to arrive, and it was already 6pm with dinner scheduled at 9, so we bummed around the hotel lobby (where our base/hangout would be for the rest of the week) sort of getting to know each other.
Monday morning started off at 7:30am, with breakfast at 8, a little discussion about our expectations for the workshop after that, and then we got our skis (yes, the only way to move from one place to the other was to ski..) and went for a ‘walk’ around the area.
gorgeous
By tuesday, I’d already decided that I was going to build an igloo!
work in progress
dinosaur-igloo!
the igloo lit from the inside..
pretty dinosaur
dino head. I want to hug him!
candle holders in the snow.
[to be continued..]
sunday morning
After the early mornings in Finse, I am not used anymore to getting up later than 9am. I woke up twice this morning, and finally got up at 8, looked out of the window and saw that it was beautifully sunny, so I quickly got dressed, picked up my mp3 player, put a book in my pocket and an apple in the other, and went for a little morning walk around here. I was at the cemetery – it was nice and quiet, except for the occasional person walking his/her dog. Finally I settled on top of a little hill in storeveitmarken to eat my apple and read a bit of Murakami’s Hard-boiled Wonderland or the End of the World.
It was a good morning, got back around 10am and had breakfast (alone, because roomie is gone again..) with my book.
As I’m writing these lines the sky is grey again and I’m listening to Elton John – kind of glad I took the opportunity to get out this morning:)
spatial practices, collages and squats
this is going to be a long one.
I am currently sitting in the library, it’s quiet and it’s empty and it feels like a stormy day because the world started whispering.. This week started off with another Brandon LaBelle workshop (well, the continuation of the last one) where we have to do a work based on people. I was thinking of basing mine on the guy who works at Apollon, and to develop that further into a work about language/people speaking different languages/having to adapt, etc.. until I passed by Jonsvollsgaten and saw the anarchist flag. It’s a flag that’s sitting on top of the roof of a house that’s among other houses that are so close together, once you are walking around in the block it’s impossible to figure out which roof is which and where the flag is. Earlier last semester, rudi and I tried to find out where the flag was, with no success. So after school on tuesday I went to knock on some neighbour’s house asking about the flag. A girl was really nice and told me to go to number 6, I rang the doorbell and a very nice guy opened the door, S.
Turns out he put the flag on his roof to protest against the Jonsvollskvartalet houses being torn down, he was also squatting there and he told me the history of the Jonsvollskvartalet squat. we sat around drinking coffee among mandolins and he was so helpful, got me a lot of material, magazines, newspaper articles..
We met in town yesterday (he copied me the dvd of the small documentation they did about the squat.. with Erlend playing the guitar randomly at some concert, of course..) and had a lot of fun so this is turning out like it will be a great great project… and obviously now I have a friend for life and a lot of connections into the anarchist Bergen scene, haha.
Parallel to the spatial practice, I’m in a collage course with Dag. it’s now the second week, so I am doing some class-hopping, as well as working on my very secret sculpture… and in two days I am off to Finse, to beautifully freeze my ass off in a beautiful setting in the middle of nowhere… obviously making art. ICE SCULPTURE for realz. Kind of looking forward to it, at the same time this means I will be spending a lot of money that should probably be spent on rent instead.. or on my Oslo train ticket (going there for Easter… AGAIN)
and now I’m off to go see what Ricardo has made for dinner (projects involving MUSIC and FOOD are the best ones.. ever).
I’m curious.
for panda
<3
hello february
we love Pi because we are sexy mathematicians!
the importance of being lonely
 Day One: Bergen->Oslo->Hamar
gorgeous snow landscape from the train window
Day Two: Elverum
from a gorgeous window, ground floor and a lot of light
Day Four: Elverum->Oslo
elverum bridge: view from the bus
on the way to Oslo
Day Five: Oslo
snow paws!
botanic garden
Vigeland Park
ducks in the background
a lonely bench
perfect winter sadness
the harbour..