Did anyone miss me, I guess not.
I haven’t been writing for a while, and that’s simply because I am not your every day I had a cup of coffee kind of blogger, and those who follow me know that by now.
So as most know I am on a mini-tour of Europe. And so I am quite erratic in my writing.
Here we go at the start of my trip I made it a point to catch up with Hanne Gaard Groenlund (www.hannneg.dk) an amazing woman she drew a fantastic oil painting of me in the 90’s and has now moved on to textile sculptures.
Hanne now is amazing a true lady who uses her talents with crochet and artistic flair to shed light upon things we normally would ignore in our desensitised media quick fix dominated world. (pictures above are from 2007).
I have always admired her poise and under-stated sharp insightful wit.
Here is one of Hanne’s creations which was made for the Danish Cancer Fund and it was sold at auction to raise money for research:
We met many years ago and she is still high on my list of people who made an impression on me.
Cafe sommersko in Copenhagen was where we had our reunion, Hanne felt that this was perfect because it remained unchanged and like we remembered it, so we wouldn’t be distracted by changes.
We rehashed the past caught up on who did what and where and then we continued to a Vernissage of a young artist Hanne had group exhibiton with a few years ago and she had been invited.
So off we went to Gallerie KANT, we walked along the roads window shopping and browsing pointing out the things we liked and thought were fun, let it be said we have different taste, yet, we had also many similar likes.
Hanne and I were rather impressed with the Artist exhibiting at Gallerie KANT, his name is LARS WORM, and his work was focused mainly on textile form art (which is predominated by women artists and not the usual domain of males), he did a bang-up job of using textiles, wood, and metal and the sensitivity of his art.
Here are some pictures of his works:
You have to see them up live and personal to truly appreciate the finesse that he has, it is a sensibility usually associated with women artist (that is not meant to be sexist, but rather as a social criticism). The pictures are as they are in-Situ so I apologise for the lack of vibrancy but that is how the lighting was a bluish white kind of light which when taking pictures gives a deadish look.
Still at KANT we met the owner and he said there was another exhibit at the other side if we wanted to see it, and of course we said yes, we went over and saw it at which point being a chheky git I saw the storage open and saw some pieces I liked, so I asked if I could take pictures for my blog, and the owner said of course you can please feel free.
Here is what I took. 😀
After browsing through this fun part, Hanne and I decided to cut through Bolton’s Gaard to see how the location of my old soirées (Mizz Velour Nights sponsored by Tuborg) looks today. We were surprised to see a couple of restaurants there and a fitness centre but in general it was unchanged snapped a few shots and walked back to where Hanne had parked her bike.
The feelings I had when stomping around my old haunts were those that memories usually are in my books those of Bittersweet fondness, but absolutely no regrets at all.
I will write more later until the be careful and be safe.