a new habitat

this is where i live now. London. The Smoke. this is also where i work, breathe, sleep, eat and think. i have been here for two weeks to the day, and time is strange here. feels like a long time ago, but also like yesterday.

i walk as often and far. trying to get a feeling for distances, the different areas and how they fade from one to another. i draw lines on maps. trying to find good places for coffee, small details or moments of great atmosphere. i try to read, both fiction and non-fiction. i'm waiting for Junichiro's 'In Praise of Shadows', thinking it will be good for me.

i saw Hammershøi at the Royal Academy of Arts today, the last day of the exhibition. strange with so many people walking around and watching paintings imbued with such calm.

the dirty love affair

eight years ago i visited london for the first time, and i clearly remember the feeling i got when leaving the tube at oxford circus and going up to the light, sound and smell on oxford street. i thought i would feel overwhelmed, but strangely, i didn't. the reason i can't forget this moment is because what i felt, and that was "i'm home".
what a strange feeling to get the first time you arrive in a new city. since then my appetite for world cities hasn't stopped. hopefully london will be my home at last this fall.

the lights flash

a friend told me of a song, memories came back to me, it wasn't the the song, even though i've heard it before. the lyrics told me about a memory not so old.

pj harvey sings:

"On a rooftop in Brooklyn
One in the morning
Watching the lights flash
In Manhattan..."

i know the song isn't about the city, it is a scene for the story of the song. but that city is the scene for so many stories and memories, it is part of it. and for me these four lines brings memories, memories from the city.

like snow

cherry blossom flowers fall upwards. like spring taking back the snow.

summer in the city

Kongens Have, originally uploaded by Oskar Jönsson.

this makes me dream of summer days spent in the park. still spring, feeling of summer.

mobile moments

I downloaded all my pictures from my mobile phone today, here's what i got. For me it is images and memories, what do you see?


I tried to get my pictures from Flickr over here in some good way, but this slideshow has to do until i find something better...

question and answer

i just finished my latest project in school, and now we have a workshop about how to capture the essence of the project with photography, to get rid of the strict hard presentation of well drawn and colored vector lines, and istead show the true values of the project.

but i don't want to hit the dead body of my finished project with a stick over and over. i want to go further. i think i will take this workshop another way, to read a few books, to acually learn something. and to breathe. i need to breath properly for a few days now. after a week of no food nor sleep prior to our critique this is well deserved.

few things beats when the sunrays travel trough the lenght of the apartment and illuminates the steam rising from a fresh cup of coffee on a good wooden table a saturday morning with hours to kill. that is what i want to make in architecture.

and i have just bought a few albums with classical music, i feel old.