Juliánna, Morten, Matthias & Izabel

Winter is not winter without snow – we got through Christmas at 8 degrees Celsius (Plus!) and finally today, January 27th, woke up to almost an inch of snow. We are hoping for it to stay so we can go sleighing, though chances are it will melt soon.

We’re blessed with two fruit and vegetable loving children – it is very rare that we run out of fruit in this household – in fact, I believe our fruit budget by far exceeds our meat and coldcuts expenses.

We stopped by at the art museum yesterday originally to see the installation IDEAL(Ein Gespräch) of Ingvar Cronhammar and Morten Stræde - fluid, graceful and evocative – not something you usually associate with metal.

We popped into one of the side rooms too, for a bit of modern painting – mostly painters from the COBRA movement – a new world for me, which I thoroughlly enjoyed immersing in – particularly Henry Heerup’s. Turns out there is a Heerup museum in Rødovre – on the places to visit list!

Then there was William Soya’s electric art, he must have been the nerd of yesterday, maybe a cyberpioneer some sorts. Researching him a bit more, I have actually found an interesting interview with him online:

(sorry, no English substitles available!)

Entering this maybe 50 sqm world of alternative thinking, where each work had something new, inspirational, evocative or simply different from mainstream to say, I couldn’t help thinking how well this collection would work for a coaching seminar directed towards thinking out of the box. As always, we left the place mentally refreshed and recharged. Mange tak!

One of my Facebook friends posted this chart originally published by the Center for Inquiry in Michigan. According to this, I am a hummus loving, naturally annoying person with magical underwear.

I had originally started out to knit this project as a dress but thought it looked a lot better as a vest, emphasizing the pattern at the top. So it ended up as a vest, which actually fits Izabel quite well, despite the fact that the pattern was for 2 year olds (US size!) – yet another lesson to learn, sizes are arbitrary from continent to continent, so do go for a measure tape and recalculate stitches!

The best part of our day – picking up the children together – Matthias having us swing in the hallway, sitting on the Indian rug, showing us “his” toys, Izabel literally running through the hallway with open arms towards us, past everyone, holding eye contact all the way. I feel proud at the sight of them, loved and a very strong sense of belonging, of another kind than the romantic bond between Kincsem and I, in fact, one that completes and complements our relationship in ways I never had imagined it would.

Izabel has taken to the children’s library – every night she watches Matthias go to bed with a book, so she often explores the lower racks, browsing for something to entertain herself with. She does not yet have the patience of sitting and actually listening throughout a whole story, but loves her and Matthias’ old books that are age appropriate for her. Lovely.