This weekend, my activity level comes up to glorious Stockholm days. Lately, I have been restricting myself very much to the domestic realm for obvious reasons, but now slowly I dare to exhaust my walking limits. So far, it works. This means a non-straightened out living room two days in a row, no food in the fridge, lots of inspiration and zickzacking through town.
One of our Swedes from last year, Kajsa, is back in town so after meeting Ingrid for a last fika before she’s headed to California, we took to HafenCity and marveled at the art installation in Saint Catherine Church. That church had already from the outside enthralled me since months with its pretty little spire so beautifully lit up at night. Inside, the church is even more beautiful. Being a protestant church, the design is rather sober and white, but when you look up, you see lots of stars spread out irregularly at the ceiling. Then there is also these almost-divine stained-glass windows, both in color and in white-blue-is shades. And, of course, the actual art installation, a giant rock hanging from the ceiling. The artwork is called “To be in limbo” and does not only but also with its title provoke thoughts of all kinds.
Because as Picasso put it, art washes the dust of daily life off our souls, we proceeded to Bucerius Kunst Forum which took part in the Triennale of Photography that started two days ago in Hamburg. Its overarching topic is “There will be a day”. In paintings and photographies, the Bucerius museum approached the subject water in an exhibition with the wise title “There will be a day when water matters”. While I was a bit bothered by the absence of people in almost all of the works, it was inspirational to see all the different forms of water (drops, waves, ice…) that artists from Gerhard Richter to Victor Hugo have covered.
And as it was high-activity-level-art-Saturday, we ended the day at the movies. I had an art student to my right and a lawyer to my left as I watched my namesake Helen Mirren play an Austrian Jew who together with her lawyer is fighting for her right to her Klimt paintings that the Nazis tooks from her family. “Woman in Gold” is a really good movie, touching and interesting, and best in its original version because of the Austrian/English changes. We had to sit through all the credits because we kept thinking throughout the movie, “But this supporting actor, I know her! And what’s his name, he looks incredibly familiar”. Let me tell you, it’s the mom from Downtown Abbey and Katie Holmes and Daniel Brühl and Moritz Bleibtreu, just to name a few recognizable faces.
Before I conclude this post, I must share the craziest doppelgänger experience with you. I apparently have several copies of me running around in Hamburg, at least I’ve heard more than once that people have met someone here “who looks exactly like you”. But I have never laid eyes on a doppelgänger myself. Until today. My dear friend Andrea was scheduled to be here this weekend but couldn’t make it. As I walk through Winterhude, I spot a lady that wears exactly the same coat Andrea has, is her height, carries herself the same way and has her hair color and length. I guess Ingrid through I was a little crazy when I told her, but when I sent the photo (admittely only back view) to the original Andrea, she fully agreed with me.