It’s hard to avoid having a good time in Copenhagen, especially if the sun’s shining.
Archive for June, 2013
I knew Norway was the home of the Nobel Peace Prize but I didn’t quite appreciate how much of a central mediator this little country had become in global peace negotiations.
These tunes bring back memories of being on the road more than any of my photos do…
(Check out the SPOTIFY playlist below…)
When I listen to Ben Howard I’m back in the pool at Anna’s villa in Bali, Bintang in hand.
Stornaway takes me back to the train from London to Edinburgh…
…and I keep Frank Ocean’s Pyramid for those times when I’m equal parts excited and nervous, like driving through the empty streets of Paris at dawn…
We walked through Grünerløkka to get to the apartment, past loads of bars and restaurants. We were heading to the West of Oslo, to the fifth floor of a square, brown-brick building that looked like it was built in the 60’s. The small and rickety lift could only carry five people at a time so we had to wait for the couple ahead of us. When we eventually piled in we saw that the lift only went to the fifth floor, it was all we needed but it was strange, the building clearly had more than five floors.
From Paris I flew North, to Oslo. When I stepped out of the train station and felt the Norwegian air on my skin and looked around at the people and the buildings I had that same feeling…the feeling I’d felt as I rolled into each new city. It was a combination of nerves and excitement and confusion and of guilt.
There was just enough uncertainty, but it was cradled in knowing that I had friends to stay with, and that they’d show me the best bits of the city. It’s an intoxicating feeling, like some kind of drug; it is addictive.
It’s hard to say anything about Paris without it coming out super cliche, I don’t want to gush, but I bloody love the place. It’s a city that they got right. It’s classic and it’s modern and it’s beautiful and it’s exciting but it’s still mysterious. The locals have a sense of lifestyle, where food wine and a good aspect are top priority.
“It was a pleasant cafe, warm and clean and friendly, and I hung up my old water-proof on the coat rack to dry and put my worn and weathered felt hat on the rack above the bench and ordered a cafe au lait. The waiter brought it and I took out a notebook from the pocket of the coat and a pencil and started to write.” A Moveable Feast
Ernest Hemmingway… even if you’ve never read his books you’ll know the name. He won the Pullitzer Prize and the Nobel Prize for literature and his best known works are considered classics of American literature. His is a big name and he was a big personality and his lifestyle was indulgent to say the least.
Keith Haring (1958-1990), if you don’t recognize the name you will certainly recognize his style. The hard lines and primary colours of his paintings and murals are ubiquitous, they adorn t-shirts and lunch boxes and surf boards; Haring is an original and the breadth of his influence is staggering.
In 2013 The Musee d’Art modern de la Ville de Paris devoted a large scale retrospective to this American artists with a clear emphasis on the profoundly political nature and voice of his work. This is one of the biggest Keith Haring exhibitions ever. While his imagery is stark, confronting and original it is these political motivations that make it engaging and that have ensured it is revered still today.