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De Haan

When someone says summer seaside resort then I would probably think a couple (or a dozen) of other places than Belgium. Though of course Belgium is there by the sea. With its heavy gray skies and long sandy beaches. And surprisingly enough (for me) fairy tale like buildings and flashy cars. People taking their summer seriously. And what else would they do in mid-July. Despite the heavy clouds there we had to face some slight sunburn moments later at night. On foot, by tram and train, for some hours only. Taking over the Belgian coast. Here's chapter one.


Time Out Sunday

Celebrating imperfection! Believing in serendipity! Some Sundays I am like that, totally. Like on this fine Sunday in July in Brussels. I had recently bought Erik Kessels' book "Failed It!" (I struggle resisting cool looking books, I am easy like that - I just bring them home). And then on that aforementioned fine Sunday in Brussels I walked into Botanique (one of my fave places, just because) and yes, there it was - an exhibition called "Fabulous Failures" curated by the very same Mr. Kessels! Happy chance! Let's dance! (This makes no sense, but I like the rhyming.) Less perfection and more fabulous failures sounds like the way to live or at least it seems more feasible and interesting than clinging to perfection (that doesn't exist in the first place). Appropriately enough here's a blurry photo from the exhibition (jigsaw puzzles by Kent Rogowski).

And after the exhibition I sat on the stairs of Botanique eating smelly cheese and drinking coke. Sundays belong to walks and discovering places. (I try to remind myself that when it's winter and all I wanna do is eat smelly cheese without leaving the comforts of my sofa.)



So here I am listening to sad songs by pretty boys. And no, this isn't a post about Han Solo. (Sorrynotsorry?!) This is a post about "Han" - a sculpture by Elmgreen & Dragset in Helsingor, Denmark. If I could I would have a copy of it in my front yard (side note: I would need a front yard first; in case you got all those fancy ideas as Christmas are just around the corner).

There, by the sea in Helsingor watching over Hamlet's castle, reflecting all of its surroundings. And not a tourist in sight! (Well, there was one tired fool with a camera or two. ;)) I would probably go see it on daily basis if I lived in the same town.

I was just that impressed. So impressed that I didn't even feel the need to get a close glimpse of the Little Mermaid in Copenhagen (a distant view from a tour boat was just about enough).

So if you go visit Hamlet's home, go say hi to "Han" (or then don't and I can have him all to myself :)).

Brooklyn Bridge Park

Somehow cold weather follows me. But then it also treats me to (almost) solitude in normally crowded places. Under the Brooklyn Bridge I couldn't quite believe that there was almost no-one else there on a weekend morning. Cold winds and a merry-go-round (I wanna go for a ride there one day!). Me dancing to the songs on my iPod. Same story, different angles. March 2015. New York, New York.


Time Out Sunday

It's Estonian Youth Song and Dance Celebration weekend. This is something so Estonian. Sort of insane. In a very good way. You should totally click on that link and check it out. Some of my earliest childhood memories include being a spectator at the Song and Dance Celebration. This time around I went to see the dancers and am a distant spectator (read: TV, thank you!) for the song celebration. While listening to some impressive choir singing I threw together (quite literally, might I add) couple of books I have enjoyed this spring season.

  • Art as Therapy. A wonderful book that makes one think, think in a curious beautiful way! You don't have to be an art lover, you just have to be curious about life and tadaa - this book is for you! Ps. Also check out The Architecture of Happiness. Equally amazing.
  • The Lonely City. Sometimes I get an odd feeling I like the title of the book more than the book itself. That is probably totally not true, but feelings are what they are. Here's a lovely overview of the book on Brain Pickings.
  • La furia de las imágenes. The Fury of Images. First "real" book I read in Spanish from cover to cover. I would totally recommend it to anyone swimming in the sea of images and taking interest in photography (not the technical side). Discussions about post-photography. The language of pictures is what we speak. 

Totally unrelated - this article on dresses! Marimekko! So cool. Too cool to be embedded, but click here for some new Arcade Fire.


Greenwich Ghosts

Ghosts from the past are a blast! (Hello, Hallmark, yes I'd love to work you!) Perhaps not all ghosts, but some... like the ones from my first ever visit to Greenwich Village, New York. Rainy November afternoon 2014. One of the reasons I take photos is that I am such a sucker for some time travel and dusting off all kinds of ghosts. The kind that remind me how it felt to see the facade of the building they used on "Friends" (not featured here as a really unimpressive photo on my side). Little jump. Little joy. Little ghost.