Friday, August 08, 2008

At Agvard's room with 4 graphical boys

And 2 more...

...stolen from share folders in the office.

I'm stronger than Imai, it is sooooo obvious.

Me on yamanote line, and kosa, and nils and serata, and other people.

Rock 'n' Lunch

Earthquake lunch with Itoko-chan, at yet another super duper tasty sushi place.

Earthquake Kit

Got my assigned earthquake kit today at the office. Had to write down expire dates on the control sheet. And during lunch we had a quake, but I'm not sure that means I'm allowed to eat my bread-in-a-can now.

Thursday, August 07, 2008

Long day's journey into night

Inside Camera Test

Thursday In Tokyo

Don't you wish you had friends like me? Had a nice evening with very very funny Japanese colleagues.

Yakitori

Good Indian Candy

Wednesday, August 06, 2008

Zest

No, it was not my birthday. But lots of other people had birthdays... Me, Mattias, Jeff and Christian (not westergren, but the German boy) was out for dinner and a few drinks. Nice company, but the tequila girls were not there....

Tuesday, August 05, 2008

Hot Yoga Day

First time without Itoko-chan at the hot yoga class. It went very well, they even played the same CD as they do at PowerYoga at Gerdahallen in Lund; I felt I little bit like I was back in there, except for the dripping of sweat.

Monday, August 04, 2008

My Blue Eyed Baby



By his Brown Eyed Boy. (Tack Daniel för ett söt foto:))

Devi Boys

Had dinner today with Mattias and Nix. I did not know that Nix was coming over, so I got a nice surprise this morning when I saw him in the office.

Walking home from dinner it was raining. I noticed this not by the wetness of my cloths but because my feet were wetter than normal. It is kinda normal to be soaking here... and the Svitte-lase is your best friend.

Sunday, August 03, 2008

Never put a sock in the toaster...

...never put jam on a magnet...



Bracket saint apparently Paul...

Corot and lilies on the water



Yes, I went into the museum too. The special exhibition was Corot, French realistic landscape painter. This is a genre that do not speak to me at all, with its thick golden frames and boring motives. Although the golden frames could look pretty around a photography, I have to give them that one. So good frames, and I guess before the camera was invented, it is kinda good that we can actually see realistic images of what things looked like back then; in Corot's case back in the 19th Century. What more, well it is rather obvious that he is one of the artist that opened up the road for the impressionists, and I guess that was something that had to happen, to get us where we are today.

The last room, had lots of portraits, with semi-nude ladies... A so basic drive, probably the same drive that gave us the internet and made it possible for you to read this.

As both you and I have noticed by now, I will never become an art critic, because I will never be able to tell you what's good or what's crap. The only thing I can tell you is what makes me smile, think and feel... smiles, thoughts and feelings equals interesting art in Emma's world.

And to round off the complaining here, this is to Monet what, Smoke on the water is to ... yes you fill in the gap there (it is not an intelligence test, possibly a cliché culture test). This painting provokes me, in the same way panpipes does.... plankstek on a canvas.



So, what did I like at the museum then? Well their permanent exhibition have a 12th century part with religious motives. I like, it a lot. But not as much as I like Rodin... Why are people even bothering with paintings when there is bronze sculptures? 3D, tactile (stupid Japanese museum guards - no touching!). Bronze sculptures are the coolest thing ever, hot floating metal, becomes hard and cold... I know it is basic chemistry but I think it is cool anyway. You have already seen The Thinker and The Gate to hell.. but today's best and what gave me (and also the Japanese children around me, but probably for a completely different reason) the biggest smile of the day was The Kiss.



Not all flutes are bad.

Lotuses by the gates of hell

Lotus flowers at the pond in Ueno park







The gate of hell; outside Museum of western art.



Hmmm... let me think...



Ame market street



Okashimachi station

Saturday, August 02, 2008

Bonde Do Role DJ EMMA



Nice of them and all to invite me, they could have asked; needed not to put in a full page add in Metropolis this week.

Your hair was long when we first met


You are my sweetest down fall...

It could have been my 5th wedding anniversity today.... :)