Cheri at WordPress gives us an interesting challenge:
This week, find inspiration in a piece of art. Then, imitate it.
Paris, the Louvre – inspirational!
OK, this is eight years ago…but we still have fun together – 6 monkeys and my daughter, the photographer. 7 generations? More imitaions here.
The much loved, Swedish poet and writer Bodil Malmsten is dead. Two hours ago I heard it on the news. She was in her seventies only and a brilliant thinker and poet. I cannot say how sad this day is – no more poems, books, subtle humour or new thoughts to look forward to. She had such a crisp and different look upon things…something we all needed. Many of us has got her last book by our beds today.
Media is filled with personal memories of her and people’s thoughts of what she has meant to them. She said herself she was not afraid of the big secret – what happens after death. She also said about her cancer: Why not me? Where many of us would think – Why me?
I guess I should not ask – Why you, Bodil. But I do.
I hope for a green and brighter future, but alas…this is my potential scenario.
I have been helping an old friend moving to a home for elderly and disabled people. Yesterday I helped her packing up the last things and putting everything into place. We went through all her paintings as well, to see how many she could use on the new walls and where to put them up. And the rest…I do not know…
She has been diagnosed with Alzheimers. Once she was so smart, sharp tounge and vivid mind and memory. She was even a candidate for a TV prize contest. These last three years…she has been losing everything…and now she can no longer manage on her own. She was also a famous dog breeder for 30 years and won international as well as national fame. Her last dog she could no longer take enough care of, so two weeks ago we went together to the veterinary to put him to sleep. Tough on her and tough on me.
This is so sad, the whole situation. So many people suffer from this disastrous disease. And my old friend has no family, no children – only a half brother. And they have not got along the last 20 years.
She has nobody – but me. Luckily, the last two years she has found a good friend in a new neighbour coming over with some food and cookies – and sometimes some company. I am so glad she is there, as I live 60 kilometres away and cannot visit every day.
When I came up the stairs, she met me with a weak smile – ”I don’t like it here, they are all numb and dumb…cannot speak or understand what I’m saying”. She moved in two weeks ago, after we had been working hard to get her this apartment as she was so alone and needed company in order to eat properly and function socially. She had help four times a day and got food and cleaning as well.
”They are not kind to me here”, she says. ”I want to move.”
We have known each other for 40 years. Now I am searching for my old friend behind those gentle eyes…but I’m afraid she might no longer be there.
Sylvain Landry – Music.
Music, and concerts offer a great escape – at least for for a moment you can forget yourself… This is Camelot and its brilliant singer 2009, Roy Cahn.
I just opened my computer (having returned from Iceland two hours ago ) – and was met by WordPress reminding me I started this blog 5 years ago today. Where did they go, these five years? So much joy and laughter, so much inspiration, good advice… and so many wonderful friends I have found here in the blogosphere. Unbelievable, I could never have guessed…and yet – this is the truth.
I am very grateful to WordPress for hosting this big family of bloggers around the world. Helping us stay in contact, exchanging opinons, and maybe developing our interests and thoughts in directions we did not know possible – however small or big, we keep climbing new mountains!
I want to say Thank You, to all my readers, commenters and followers for walking this path in my company. Without You, I would not be here. Even if I sometimes think about retiring, when I believe I have nothing more to say or post about, I cannot…will not…stop blogging. You, my friends, are all a very important part of my world!
Thursday happened to be Christmas Eve. So this will be the story of a very special parcel…a present for my mother from her granddaughter.
This Origami flower ball took some time to make, but Emma is a skilled Origamist (she makes a crane from every small train ticket and leaves it for the conductor…).
Then she drew a picture puzzle on the parcel, for my mother to solve before she was allowed to open it. ( With some help of course!) And we all laughed throughout the entertaining process of figuring out the problem…
This Christmas present was the most loved one on Christmas Eve. Handmade, beautiful, and engaging its receiver for several minutes before revealing its content.
No money spent, but Love, Time and Interest. Sometimes that is just enough.
Cee is asking us to present something faraway. Switzerland is rather representative for this in its landscapes. I chose one traditional photo of a glacier for the concept ”faraway” and the other one following Cee’s example with something up front, close, and then the rest faraway.
For Sylvain Landry this week – Narrow.
Some weeks ago, we went down the Yangtze River on a cruiser, and had to pass the Three Gorges Dam – the biggest dam project in the world. We went through the lock during the night, but I stayed up late to touch the wall and feel the claustrofobia…
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