Sunday, September 30
The excellence of the Danish is not new neither in my heart nor in my house - as you may well see; Here is my hearbreakingly perfect Eva Trio flower vase that was offered me for Christmas last year - my Bodum plates, my Eva Trio glasses - and the perfect jewelry of Danish knives - Bøgelund-Jensen/Raadvad stainless steel that revealed themselves at a flea market this summer...
Someone I love has had a even more of my thoughts and caring stitches than she usually gets these last few weeks (and that says a lot) -. I made her this shawl from Nikolaj garn - made in Denmark ♥ - bought in Copenhagen (I don't remember the name of the store - but I am going back!) this summer - developed by Hanne Thorsen - dyed and spun at Henrichsens Uldspinderi. From Denmark with love...
Thursday, September 27
And obviously; I had to order another few ex. of Drömfakulteten... - gifts for special friends who need to read :)
Friday, September 21
March 9th 2007 Annelie Axén wrote in Morgenbladet To Stridsberg with love when Drömfakulteten had been awarded Nordic Council's literature award: ”Når Sveriges Radios Kulturnytt intervjuer Stridsberg sier hun at romanen både er en fantasi om en historisk person, men at den like mye handler om det å fortelle en historie. Kan man overhodet fortelle om en annen person? Er det mulig, hyggelig, rimelig å fortelle om en annen person, spør Stridsberg.”
Wednesday, September 19
and apparently something happened :D My daughter is holding her little brother who hurt himself - my husband is smilingly coming to comfort him - whilst mummy works on her computer. Hm. *giggle* ;) *lol*
Thursday, September 13
If you try to look past the digging and the dirt resulting from the preparations for constructing a few houses below our present lodgings, - enjoy the splendid colours a 5 degrees C' September morning offers from my northern bed room (upper) and kitchen (lower) view...
Sunday, September 9
I don't often wake up to breakfast in bed - normally I'm up way before everyone else reading at weekends - but today I was served a delicious tray including Gamlaværket bread with scrambled eggs and fried ham - delicately presented with parsley and ruccola, thin slices of the best Comté I've tasted (having lived several years in France) - bought at Rostrup Ost & Kaffi, breakfast juice with squeezed orange, carrot, lime, apple and lemon, my favourite Rostrup Ost & Kaffi Earl Grey breakfast tea brewing - with a tiny bit of milk to add when ready - and two small slices of the self same bread with orange marmelade. - Not to mention Happy Sally and Sara Stridsberg - could it be any better? Mmm....
Well - I'll be returning to Happy Sally now. Later!
I don't blog a lot about wines, - but this I must. Friday we drank a Ch. Canon 1990 - a very good millesime of a marvelous chateau - Premier Grand Cru Classé - in the St. Emilion region, Bordeaux. Our first stay in Aquitaine we rented bikes and carried wines in back packs up and down the hilly roads of Fronsac and les alentours. I'm not doing a degustation for you - simply saying that we enjoyed it - and that there is a limited number of people I would have loved to share it with.
Wednesday, September 5
Monday, September 3
Drömfakulteten er en litterær fantasi om Valerie Solanas: “[…] sextiotalflickan som skrev utopin och dystopin SCUM manifest, sköt popkonstnären Andy Warhol och dog ensam och fattig på ett socialfallshotell i San Francisco.” SCUM manifest – Society for Cutting Up Men [oversatt til svensk av Sara Stridsberg] – har bidratt til at Solanas framstår som del av den ytterste ytterfløy av 60-tallsfeminister. Det står å lese på bokens omslag: ”Drömfakulteten är inte en biografi utan en litterär fantasi som utgår från den döda amerikanskan Valerie Solanas liv och verk. Det finns få kända fakta om Valerie Solanas och den här romanen är inte heller trogen dessa fakta. Alla personer som förekommer i romanen måste därför betraktas som fiktiva, även Valerie Solanas.”
Since I entered Sara S' breathtaking universe travelling through Stockholm in June, - practically everyone I have recommended the book to has been absorbed by it. I am trying to focus on from which amongst all the possible entries to this novel I am supposed to start my analysis...
From my outside point of view today; the rainbow's end at the University of Stavanger [see picture]. Yet another dream faculty? There are (quite?) a few among us for whom desire lies within academia - at least as long as academia is part of society and RL as such.
Sunday, September 2
Saturday, September 1
I continue my slow living this weekend - now slow writing snail mail for one of my longtime pen friends in France - dating back to about 1994. We met at the train station in Kristiansand. I overheard someone speaking French - two ladies well above my age - two friends - a Norwegian and a French, it turns out - and before getting on the train for Stavanger we had exchanged addresses; there you go.
Our letter writing activities have been there continuously - although more or less intense as my kids came along and e-mail took over as an easier way out. Yesterday I got yet another long letter - recounting the voyages of my dear, French friend made during the last months. She keeps me up to date on her grand children, her literature projects and travels. For a few years now there are no more news from her close Norwegian travel companion; she sadly passed away.
Now I am picking up my precious gold tip Waterman ink pen - offered to me for my birthday when we lived in Bordeaux more than ten years ago - refilled with turquoise ink from a tiny pen shop near Les Halles from my stay in Paris earlier this year - continuing the contemplating effect of hand writing a letter for a friend that has not heard from me in too long.