something-to-remember

Freitag, 9. August 2013

Stockholm...one more time...

Art in the park in front of one of the museums

Jean Paul Gaultier

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that was the blond ambitions corset ...

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right Mylene Farmer was wearing this during her concert tour

love this one and if I had the body i would wear it...

punk it is...

made for the Eurovison Song Contest

Dana International

remember this year Eurosvison/ ESC? Who had those dresses on.. Yes it was Petra Mede the Woman who "helped" you through the show...

......And so it is time for another Museum and now if you let me introduce you.. Jean Paul Gaultier. His first Art and Vision Excipition.
When you first step in, you see a lot of "Muppets" and they are also talking to you. Well, not really that good as the idea sounds. It was too much of a sound cloud in this room and I just thought- Oh the poor young man standing at the door just to watch us tourists not to touch the cloths and to do it right when making a foto without flashing lights, he has to hear it all day long, this cloud of horrible sounds. And then I though the cloths for Pret- a -Porte are not looking that glamourous as it known from papers and TV or movies.
But then again, it was just the first room and when we went on, it became a very fascinating and lovely show of his work and art and so this, this was very good and nice and we enjoyed it very much at the end. Just watch the pics.

After seeing all this, we though going to Skansen- to "Allsang pa skansen" a show which is every year through the summer time, where everyone meets and sings together, but heaven was full of clouds and we where unshure if it would rain or not and to be honest we needed to eat and also we had a bit of a cold. So changes of planes and looking out for a place to eat in the " Gamle Stan" and then see what comes.
At the end part of us went home, too tired, feeling this would better- like me- to be home and getting not sick and part went to the "Allsang" and had bit of fun and it did not rain after all. Although I really wanted to be there, at least I think I try it next year again. Health is more importand then a party.

Next days I took it very calm. Above my dayly meditations. I was shopping- did not find all what I was looking for- had my quite Birthday- I never liked to celebrate my b-days, not even as a child and was watching films, which you can read about, when I write my point of view about them in the next days. So watch out for the next postings!

What more? I was meeting friends and having a very loving time in Stockholm, saw more new parts of the town and went to the borough Husby on wednesday, where- you maybe remember the fire in the beginning of spring, the burning cars and the shooten man, shoot from a Policeman to dead- I meet another dear friend, who volontaired the week before for the Pride week, which is as he told mea lot of work, but fun, which I can imaging, cos helping people can be fun. And after all you feel good, that you did something meanful and not got drunk instead.

Husby was quite, maybe it was because it was the last day of Ramadan, but to be true it is not the nicest place, but not at all the dangerous place like the press use to tell people.

Husby underground station and it's the blue line where you can find a lot of art on the walls

it's nature, it's pure and it's art... and bigger inside then in London... you an breath...

So being in Stockholm, in Sweden was also, talking in swedish next to all the time, reading in swedish and dreaming in swedish. It was home for me and I really did not want to go home to Berlin, but as it use to be- every must have an end and the rain starts, when I was leaving.
Back in Germany the clouds where there too but oh so colorful, it was so nice to watch at and the hot weather was over again. But as life is. being back in the bus, driving through town, who was I listening to? Swedish people and at last I started thinking in english.
Never ask what does this mean!

Shizmo didn't wanted to fly back ether...

you have a little child which wants to sit instead of walking? Well here you have enough to roll your kid on the floor!

Starting all over again, the usual life now. Much is to be done the next days and weeks. For a lot of changing will come. The job, the new hearing pots, the big holiday in Bali awaits and a new flat is on the way. Also to plan the rest of the year to go to school for three weeks to learn, maybe a better english or spanish as a beginners. And so will the next kid in my family go to school. Is it already time for that?

Well... as always... enjoy the summer.. LOVE & LIGHT

Stockholm- part 3/ del 3

So the Pride Week was over and the flags are changing again. Yes the rainbow flags where everywhere and everywhere we were, we could follow the pride, the discussion, the shows, the dance, the earnest parts and so on...
Did I mention the Pride Parade?
After the tradional breackfast...
It was on saturday. Best weather you can wish, so sunny and hot and well you really missed the trees on the streets, although Stockholm is a very green town, but has not that much trees in the streets actually, like Berlin. I and some of my friends got sunburned... in SWEDEN!
The Parade was big, I mean 60.000 people where on the streets and 600.000 watched it live and shared the passion, the love and applause. Everyone seems to be part of it and you know, Stockholm self the real town has just 800.000 people livingin it.
I also meet a friend from Berlin who lives in Frankfurt now. He had also the same name like the friend I was living at. What a world, what a life!
Anyway- you could see teens and policeman and the traffic industry and also the moms and dads of homosexuals on the parade, you could see those many many rainbow families- there were so much of them that no one can say after seeing them, they don't exist and are just a number of fools. You saw the handicapped and all where so happy and earnest in the same time, under a very loving sun and by the way there is a church in Sweden who prays every year for rain on the parade, but well.. DON'T RAIN ON MY PARADE and if there will be... We simply don't care! We are there!

proud parents...

Jonas Gardel... and I don't remember his name from TV... but watch out for the book from Jonas

Surrogacy.... fight for your right for....

Hungry? Yes after seeing all this, having our drinks and meeting friends and getting the sun into our blood. We went to eat at a restaurant. It's not cheap in Stockholm... very much more like it is in London, you pay a fortune for food, but it tasted good and we had fun. So much fun. We where talking about the challange in life but you know... letting them getting down is less an option for .. you know.. everyone... should never be an option... I mean.. make something of it, do what you like and love, otherwise it would be a wast of time...!
Then we wanted to go to the Museum to see the clothes of Jean Paul Gaultier, but it was too late, so change of plans and we went on just to take a walk and eat and drink coffee in a.. well, coffee.
What a day and I hope you enjoy the pics from it.
Love me some Stockholm and in my heart there it is... the song of this town.. which is actually well known in Sweden.
"Stockholm i mitt hjärta, låt mig besjunga dig nu.... genom Mällarens kärlek till havet, ...en blandning av sött och salt..."

LOVE & LIGHT

Stockholm- part 2/ del 2

So after one of the most lovely start of a holliday, the next day came and was everything but boring.
Having meeting new people the day before, I hade to meet them again of course.
First reading the actual QX newspaper

Shizmo had to read the QX News too and fell in Love with those Anton singer...

and the news about the PRIDE WEEK and where to go, then coffee and of course a walk to the "Gamle Stan" the island in the town, the old town, the beautiful sight and Shizmo, the little friend of mine, the brother of Gizmo went with me. Remember, he was in London with me, where I picked him up for good...?
We went through the centre, to the park "Djurgården" a park with so much in it, museum, ways, restauranst, coffes, the "Vasa Museet" the "Have fun part" with rollercosters... and Shizmo with me, we decided not only to walk around, we wanted to have some space at the "beach" of the lake and sitt there feel the air, see the nature go by and meditate. So we did.

Shizmo loves art and likes to be part of it.. in the background the parlament

together we walked through the "Gamle stan"

he was so happy...

Shizmo meditating

And while walking again through the centre later, to visite a guy, I knew from Facebook, at the theater, I saw two press shops who changed their names into "gay shop- bögbyrån" and "Trans shop- transbyrån". Because of the Pride Week and when a journalist asked them who will buy there ticktes and chickolade and bananas, and how they felt about this, the answere was like: " Oh they all so nice, so gay...".
Funny. Isn't it?

Funny was not the right word when you have been in the ABBA Museum, and this museum is smaller then I thought. I saw the opening on youtube and thought the house must be big... It is actually not that big but then, it is bigger then it seems, cos the museum self is downstairs and there we hade fun. Shizmo, my new friends and I and of course, ABBA and ABBA and ABBA.
Some interactiv plays where able to do like singing, dancing and making music by yourself or putting us into one of the music videos which was to be true so unbelievable childish and looked like some idiots are jumping into the wrong picture. But we had fun, that's all it matters.
And singing like ABBA is harder then you think. Mostly maybe for men, cos that high to sing is well.... try it and have fun!

that's what the ABBA studio loooked like once

oh how good we were... or better bad as we could be...

Oh no, I did not try, cos I am so bad as a singer, even the microphone will leave me in a second.
Actually you are able to see a lot of stuff you never saw before and that makes this expencive viste worth the time. Oh and yes, they also have the "Swedish Music Hall of Fame" inside that building.

Although I did not find out what they really do in the rest of the building. Science maybe.
You may now think, that's enough for a day, but being at Pride Week, you had to Party and so after bringing Shizmo home to get him into bed, I met a new friend to pic him up to come with me to party, but as it was, he made something to eat and we went down the wood- yes that's the nice thing in Stockholm, living in the centre, having the lake next to you, the ocean and the woods- well, we went till the lake, to eat, drink some wine- yes I did- and he jumped into the whater. Must confess I did not till today this year, but was never much of a swimmer outside.

very typical ... no flowers to see on the house or better balcony... unlike it is in Germany

Bit late we came to the club but as lucky kids we were, we didn't hade to wait and danced the night till the closing time and as this is one thing which is actually typical in Sweden- 3 o 'clock is a late time to shut a party down. No matter if the sun is already coming up that time again or like in the winter never will (well that's not true- just bit later).
I went home and I can say with this party I had meet new friends, being with frineds, and meeting people I knew from facebook. And that's what I like with my journeys too. To get to know all the people on Facebook I never met before, just had some chattings. For real. That's much better then all the so called friends you may collect on the cyper space. Forever and ever.

LOVE & LIGHT

Stockholm- part 1

And so it is summer again and after I had been not over a several years of being there, my visit in Stockholm again.
This time, again, I lived at a friends home and greatful as I am, I enjoyed the stay there. I had the luck to get to know this town from another side this time again. Which is always something good when it is about places you are not living at.
So I will write about this 8 days in chapters, as you may call it. Not exactly day by day but anyway...
Let's start with the day, when I was leaving Berlin as it became much warmer again. Usually i don't sleep much the night before I travel but I get better with each time and so I slept well, although I had to went up very early.
So from a sunny morning I arrived att a sunny place called Stockholm Arlanda airport.
Though when we where flying over Stockholm itself I looked out of the window and enjoyed the view on the "Gamle stan" part of Stockholm, the centre, the oldes part, the part where the castle is and the ocean meets the "beach" the harbour. For a moment I looked around then in the airplane to see who is also watching the town and the shadow the plane is making but seems I was the only one who actually saw down. Later, like 5 minutes before landing they all looked out for the houses, the streets and the lakes and saw just wood, gras, fields...
Well, I though that's bad luck. Too late guys.
Then I took the train to meet my friend. We finally came together in the centre of the town around lunch time. Thancks to mobiles it is so easy to catch up and while waiting till he arrived with the underground I bought my ticket card and got some money. Thanxs to my swedish, this was easy done.
Then of course we went home to leave the little baggage I had. And like most times in my life when I travel... it is really not much I take with me.
And there in Sweden it was like being home again. You know, traveling from home to home it is for me since a several years.
Sunny wheather after rainy days before, we called a number of frineds to make a picnic in one of the parks in Stockholm, to be more correct, we went to a park next to the Mällaren- thats a part of the sea around this town. So take a map and find out.
We became a bunch of different people who had a very good time eating, chatting and getting to know each other, and yes like a real swedish live, the rain came back for a while, so we rushed under the big tree, eating and chatting there and when the rain became stronger, we just picked up our umberellas and went on. Very much like in an Jane Austen Film/ book. Standing, sitting, chatting, laughing, smiling, eating, drinking and being in the nature.
And nature came to us. Literally the birds -there where so near. But everyting must come to an end and we where freezing a bit too, cos rain, after sunshine, after rain and more sunshine and rain, we became quite a rainy cloud by ourself. So we decided to went to the Mällaren Pavillion, where people can eat and listen to music and as it was, we had PRIDE WEEK and so a queer Klezmer Band was playing and we had our very swedish coffe and cakes and so much fun, while the sun went down in such beautiful colors.
Very late then we drove home and that was one of the best starts for a holliday I had and much because I speak quite good Swedish- so they say, but we had talkings in english, german and russian too.