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I continue to revisit my collection of art cards and in these days when cities and towns are emptied by the Coronavirus I came to think of anonymous Renaissance depictions of ideal cities, inspired by the writings of classical writers like Vitruvius. Some kind of harmonious...
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My blog is among other things a Memory Palace where I store whatever fascinates me. What I like to delve into; thoughts and opinions I like to share and above all it serves as an appendix to my often confused, forgetful and disordered brain. I am a hoarder; a collector of books,...
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At the very first glimmer of a brightening dawn
there rose on the horizon a dark cloud of black,
The stillness of the Storm God passed over the sky,
and all was bright then turned into darkness.
He charged the land like a bull on the rampage,
he smashed it in pieces like a vessel of...
Vid den första glimten av en ljusnande gryning
steg ur horisonten ett nattsvart moln.
Stormguden gled stilla över himlavalvet,
allt ljus mörknade.
Så angreps jorden som av en rasande tjur,
den krossades i bitar, som vore den ett lerkärl.
Orkanvindar ödelade...
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When I was ten years old I surprised my parents when I on my own initiative registered for violin lessons. I assume they thought it was a somewhat remarkable initiative since it is probably more common that it is parents who force their children to play an instrument. My decision was also somewhat...
Jag förvånade mina föräldrar då jag i tioårsåldern på egen hand anmälde mig till fiollektioner. Tror att det är betydligt vanligare att det är föräldrar som tvingar sina barn att spela. Mitt initiativ berodde inte på att jag har någon speciell...
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A couple of months ago, it was before Coronavirus nCoV-2019 had appeared, I boarded a bus here in Rome and ended up sitting next to a young man with an unusually brutal appearance. He was big and burly, had a broken nose and looked like the caricature of a hooligan. I consider myself to...
Då jag för ett par månader sedan, det var innan coranaviruset nCoV-2019 dök upp, tog bussen här i Rom hamnade jag bredvid en ung man med ett ovanligt brutalt utseende. Stor och kraftig med knäckt näsben såg han ut som nidbilden av en huligan. Jag uppfattar mig själv som relativt...
I took the bicycle down to the Metro. However, when I thought about returning home there was a strike and I had to walk back.
For several years they have been constructing a Metro station by Colosseum. Work began in 2013 and might finish in 2024, though this is doubtful. Metro line C cuts...
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When I left Rome two weeks ago, I found that most of the airport personnel had been provided with surgical masks. Once inside the plane, I became drowsy. I don´t know why, but when a plane is about to take off I have an urge to go to sleep.
While closing my eyes before departure I imagined I...
I have always been fascinated by movies and still remember several of my early visits to one of Hässleholm’s three cinemas: Park, Grand or Metropol. Almost every kid of the small rural town attended the Sunday matinees when a horde of raucous children pressed onto one...
Jag har alltid fascinerats av film och minns flera av mina tidiga biobesök på någon av Hässleholms tre biografer: Park, Grand och Metropol. Alltifrån barndomens matinéer då en hord barn pressade på varandra vid trappan ner till Metropols biosalong. Om jag inte minns fel var...
Time flows on uninterruptedly, small and big interference affect its merciless flow – births, deaths, transfers, completed and new tasks. Now, for example, I am not sitting on the second floor of the cozy studio where I used to write my blogs, but in a windowless basement room. However, I enjoy...
Time flows on uninterruptedly, small and big interference affect its merciless flow – births, deaths, transfers, completed and new tasks. Now, for example, I am not sitting on the second floor of the cozy studio where I used to write my blogs, but in a windowless basement room. However, I enjoy...
Everything runs on electricity.
Electricity, there's something
strange about that.
Electricity flows everywhere,
as you know,
back and forth across the threads.
Thus sang Theodor Lorentz Larsson, aka ham comedian Lasse from Skåne, in the twenties and there is certainly something strange about...
Allt går ju mä' elektricitet
Elektriskt dä' ä' nå't
konstigt med det.
Elektriskt dä' strömmar ju
som ni vet
härs å' tvärs igenom tråden.
Så sjöng Theodor Lorentz Larsson, alias Skånska Lasse, på tjugotalet och visst är det något konstigt med elektricitet. Klokare blir jag inte hur mycket jag...
When my friend Örjan asked me if I knew of any artists who had written about art and then specifically dealt with their own artistry, I couldn't find any names that he didn't already know. However, when I a few weeks ago rummaged through the books in an antiquarian bookshop I found a book with...
När min vän Örjan frågade mig om jag kände till någon konstnär som skrivit om konst och då speciellt behandlat ett eget konstnärskap kunde jag inte finna några namn som han inte redan kände till. Men, då jag för några veckor sedan rotade bland böckerna i ett antkvariat fann jag en bok med...
DONATELLO: The world of a genius
09/01/2022 15:37
Italy is an inexhaustible source of all kinds of unexpected experiences – culinary, as well as cultural. I open the door to something that has fleetingly interested me and impressions, memories, dreams and a host of...
Italien är en outsinlig källa för allsköns oväntade upplevelser – kulinariska, såväl som kulturella. Jag gläntar på dörren till något som flyktigt intresserat mig och plötsligt forsar intryck, minnen, drömmar och en mängd andra fenomen över mig. Som då jag för en månad sedan...
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