Samhain...

Tonight is the night when the portals to the Otherworld remain open... Do you dare to explore them? There are plenty of them in the heart of Århus: Viking, Jewish... Happy Festival of the dead... From Århus with (eternal) love

Indtil dig igen...

Ansigt, natten... (Extract from Indtil dig igen, by Lis Sørensen)

Øgaderne: A green quarter

The "Islands quarter", between the sea & the sky

Its neighbours seem to know how to enjoy life

and maybe that's why they want to keep it green

Ny Munkegade gardens are a good example of it

A place where the evenings can be golden...

Learning to fly

The light before you wake up

with thousand ideas flying like hungry birds in your foggy mind

Last evening the sky was burning, but the sun was cold like ice

If you want to fly

you'd better find a proper way

Otherwise you'll end like a star on the ground

Walking on the thin ice

I look at the old pictures and wonder why & how

Life can be a real puzzle sometimes 

I remember those happy days, when every evening together was a great party

and we thought that we had all the time in the world

We were following the right way... To the exit, in any case

Sometimes I miss you and imagine your silhouette reflected in the boutique windows

But coming back to you would be like walking on the thin ice: Tempting but dangerous

Godt Nytår!! Happy New Year!! Feliz 2013!!

Glædelig jul Merry Christmas Bon Nadal

Asleep winter heart

No more games - she said

Your coldness made me blind

Let me die alone in the asleep forest

- and her heart remained still like the old mill's wheel in the frozen waters

Remember: Some feelings are like the burning embers, you can't see them, but they are just hidden under the snow...

Wie einst, Århus

Hurry up, run down the hillit seems you've chosen a blind street!

while it's raining golden leaves 

Oh, it gets dark so soon now!

but I can see you already, in the light

Bei der Laterne wollen wir stehn'n, wie einst, Århus

Walk walk walk

Walk

straight ahead and keep the rhythm

and never look back

'cause love could be just behind you...

Looking like only angels can do

but don't listen to their celestial songs! They lead to dangerous rivers...

and if you follow them... you're lost!

About flowers, mermaids and the faces of trees

The grey colour covers the city...

...and the flowers that used to lighten our streets start fading away...

gone with the wind, or maybe with the stream

surrounded by wooden mermaids

 carved on the old trees

 coming back to life in this original way

 showing us that even a dead tree kan hide many faces