En avgjutning av Sveriges mest berömda (?) träskor. Ett antal berömda människor har fått sina skor avgjutna och ställda på en bro i Malmö.
Replica of maybe the most famous clogs (?) in Sweden – worn by a famous actor in his movies. Many famous actors has got replicas of their shoes standing on a bridge in Malmoe.
En av Malmös alla ”kristallkronor”.
One of all the suspended ”cut-glass chandeliers” in Malmoe.
First of all I would like to thank you, Cee, for being featured last week! I’m honoured!
This week is a bit more grim…for Joints I cannot stop thinking of my visit to Rome and the Crypt of the Capuchins.
My reaction on entering this ossuary, was at first a bit violent…but after walking the thirty metre long corridor with all niches decorated with human bones and skulls, the hanging lamps made of vertebrae and whole skeletons standing watch – I got used to it and could almost admire the fantastic patterns once made by the monks. I read somewhere that the bones of about 4000 monks were used to build this scenery, starting in the 17th century and finished not until the end of the 19th century.
”What you are now, we once were; what we are now, you shall be.” This is the memento mori written down here, in three languages.
As no one was allowed to take photos, I bought some cards and photographed them instead. This is the Crypt of Skulls.
Angular – two roofs and a ceiling for this challenge. From Sweden, Poland and Italy. All of them old, well preserved and very special.
The old monastery church at Varnhem, Sweden
The old Mill, Gdansk
A Roman church – we visited many…
Belonging could mean many things…For Ailsa, I had to think…
I guess you know by now that I love plants and flowers, trees and – Nature itself. Ferns are some of the very special species on earth and come in many different shapes. I love spring when they peek their curled heads up from solid ground, and I love to see them slowly unfolding their fascinating faces – always hidden in the shadows.
I grow ferns as pot plants to be able to love them through winter as well. And two winters ago I had one of my old dreams come true – I went with my whole family to New Zealand, the land of the silver fern. The koru (Maori for ”loop”) is a spiral shape based on the shape of a new unfurling silver fern frond and symbolizing new life, growth, strength and peace. It is an integral symbol in Maori art, and naturally I bought a koru pendant in jade for myself. I wear it with love, joy and pride. New Zealand will always have a special place in my heart.
So, my son, who works with graphic design, made this picture for me – I hope you will enjoy it as much as I do.
More style – food!
Clothes and accessories
Art, toys and peculiarities
Necessary beauties…
Old remedies…
On our way to the railwaystation, we just had to visit the Church of Saint Bridget (Swedish Sankta Birgitta). Maybe it doesn’t look much from the outside – but inside – you are filled with awe.
Destroyed, rebuilt and restored – this church is, and since the 1980’s associated with the Solidarity Movement.
The silence and the crystal air was fascinating. The windows the only source of light in here. But that is enough.
Everything serene, and the altarpiece is planned to have only pure amber in its decorations. Together with red, white and silver, this golden amber art had me standing in total silence and contemplation, head uplifted, for at least 30 minutes.
Walking towards the railway station, autumn showed its true colours.
And then – Sopot next. The summer city of Poland with 40 000 inhabitants. An old health resort with the, always terrible, water which should be good for you…
By train back to Gdynia again – a soft and lovely evening. We found our Stena Line ferry, heading for Karlskrona.
This was an amazing and unexpected adventure – close to home, but with totally unexpected outcome. To be recommended!
Sun, sun, and we walked along the Waterfront towards the Big Crane, built 1444. In the Middle Ages this was the biggest crane in Europe. It was used for loading and unloading ships, and also for masting the big sailing-ships.
Flowers and amber salesmen were everywhere, and we enjoyed the sailing-ships and the sun.
The beautiful old building on the other side is the Maritime Museum.
Through the Maria Gate we reached the most genuine medieval street – Mariacka. It felt totally genuine despite the renovation.
Here the houses are lower with terrasses out to the street and old gargoyles looking at you as you are passing by. A night here might be a bit scary…
Shops and galleries everywhere – mostly selling clothes and amber jewellery…but what about this one with canons?
On leaving Mariacka, we met these beauties. A friend of mine used to have this breed, also two of them. Bedlington terriers.
Keeping the beauty!
Newer gargoyles – but just as special and intriguing.
The Maria Church and the Royal Chapel- a total breach of style…The Maria Church is the biggest gothic brick-church in the world. They say it takes 25000 people.
And then the Covered Market, originally built in 1896. A skeleton of steel and on the bottom old excavations. Also a brick building, and outside, a lovely market where we bought delicious plums.
Leya 
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