random/sweden, part 5

tvära kast, as we say in swedish. from one country to the other, the essence of life is usually the same, no matter where you go, but all the various details around that essence can be so completely different. it is mind blowing, all over again. and between one place and the other there is this me (and a few other things, too :), and i stay somewhat the same, apart from which side become more or less enhanced? question mark. because who knows and it doesn’t really matter after all. 

wishing you a lovely weekend!

random/sweden, part 4

 

the boy and the balloon.

random/germany (and one minute of copenhagen)

   

 

cuckoo, you know the drill, here and there and this and that, a plethora of impressions, people, places and i find myself far away from this virtual space i have created and yet, where else to share those random moments and random thoughts?

i met this woman while waiting for a train in germany, she was curious about my knitting, and i conversed her on my dusty school-german and asked if i could take her picture. even that is a reason good enough to start knitting, the potential opportunity of connecting with a complete stranger, a few generations apart from yourself, who you will most likely never meet again. a homemade pair of wrist warmers or a scarf is an additional bonus.

30E, room 11

i told her she has a elvis hairdo.

random/sweden, part 3

  

a collage of swedish moments. tomorrow i will jump to germany for a few days, and breathe some danish air on the way. 

i feel creative again. but as if my hormones are slightly dead. and my words are few. oh life, never static.

här hände ingenting, random/sweden, part 2

    

nothing happened here 1965

i can inform you that i am still nor black nor white, but no longer fearing different shades of grey’s.  

over and out.

random/sweden, part 1

      

hey ho. can you smell the autumn? i am here and not there. picking mushrooms and drying apples. my mind is like a spider web, no linear paths, knitting grey, thick wool and reading zen books, forget about instagram, i am old school. 

oh, and i had another ‘bring the fairy tale blog world into reality’- meeting two days ago, dear outi and her sweet little family♥

how about you guys? are you rocking september? i have missed you.