spanish weekend with a twist.

So Ana had her cousin and friends over for the weekend. Was feeling a little anti-social and not in the party mood at first – except for thursday night, when they arrived and I was so tired that I slid right into party-mode.


everybody’s dancing and Nico surprises us with his accordion skills..

On Monday, after their camping weekend, we went to Bryggen, then had lunch at Pygmalion, walked up Fløyen, acted silly, and had dinner at Nicola’s in town.


the spice girls are visiting Bergen


Elton John and John Lennon


salad face


yes – I’m a ninja.
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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.

the sound of settling

February, my beloved month!
Bergen is snowy and in the morning I wake up to this:

last january days were spent on the phone with C, watching the snow from my window and letting the clock tick. february brought sunshine and delicious take-away coffee.

god bless the daylight, the sugary smell of spring-time
remembering when you were mine
in a still suburban town

photo update: landscapes and trips

I went for a lonely walk a million years ago.. gorgeous december sunset over the lake.

As you might have read here, Azzls came to visit. We baked cakes, cause that’s what we do. they were yummy and I think we are now officially very likely to get diabetes, oh well.


azzls’ wonderlicious almond+cocoa cake


the fantoft-famous chocolate explosion!

On the sunday we had dinner at the academy. it was very sexy and oh-so-fun until mattias decided he was too cool not to fall asleep at the table (let’s say he was just resting his eyes…)


shh, don’t tell anyone but her and I had previously had a nap on the very comfortable academy couches..


the most recognizable property of the newly-discovered mammal azzls randomicorus is its ability to thumb up in its sleep. a truly amazing skill.

on our last full day we went for a walk. azzls got to experience sunshine in bergen – amazing, I know.

in the sun..


pepperkakebyen.. david and I staring in awe

the last dinner at our place with robot *sigh* really cute and pseudo-japanese, sitting on the floor and blabbering on for hours.


panda and I overdosing on tangerines as usual


goodbye bergen, see you in 2008

we had very few hours of sleep but nevertheless enjoyed the bus+plane1+starbucks+plane2+car combination to get back to vienna.


that’s my rabbit face


not sleepy AT ALL!

essential travel items: postcards that have yet to be written, an iBook (yuck) to play really loud SoKo music in a diner, starbucks coffee (=wet dream), sudoku when best friend is not entertaining enough, and wine to make you feel glam.

Ikea trips + Zimtsterne

Why do I always decide to bake things that end up making our apartment smell like sugar, cinnamon or chocolate for the following 200 days?

So, Monday: first academy-related day. After my very laid-back weekend (to tell you the truth I don’t really know where it’s gone) getting up after 3 hours of sleep and in complete darkness was H A R D. the first part of the day was dragging itself on, when Mia started speaking my brain switched off, because her norwegian is sooo difficult to understand. The presentations after lunch were more interesting, a finnish artist from Tampere especially, and then another presentation that stretched to infinity, past the unbearable (ok, my limits were set low, I was tired)
had coffee with a new student and showed her the best thing about Bergen: the public library. then grocery shopping, reading, hanging out in my room, Diederik brought me my beloved Vega back (poor baby suffered without me), and then a surprise visit from Abdel, Pierre and Anas. we had tea and I showed them my wonderful blinking christmas lights. After the boys left I started watched Sid&Nancy, but found it too depressing. In the middle of Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind (not like I haven’t watched it 500 times..), Ana-flatmate showed up – hooray! we exchanged cute presents and christmas tales, went to bug Pierre in his room, and finished the film: pure love and sadness. I love it.

today was insanity at its best: Ana came with me and we somehow went astray (real aim of the expedition to town was getting bank+university stuff done), so we ended up trying out make-up in every store we could and looking for cheap clothes. I was convinced I wanted to find a wild wild dress – something golden-y and glittery. Sadly had no luck – I think I will settle for a black tulle skirt which, if I play around with pins and needles (haha) a little, might turn rawrrr enough for me to want to wear it.

In the evening we took a bus to IKEA, had ice-cream, looked for christmas lights on sale, tried to avoid Haakon who works there,… I now have a billion kgs. of leftover cloth that I got for cheap (or at least as cheap as it gets here) so I am happy. we got back around 11:30pm, had dinner, and BAKED until now. so we have mountains of cookies (obviously zimtsterne that turned into zimtherze) and peach cake. öööüüüüäääääähhh
guess whose stomach will be angry?