Monthly Archives: March 2008

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Finse, 01

back from Finse. still tired, my muscles are aching, sad to be back in Bergen a little, because I miss the snow. I’m not a concrete girl (haha) and I met some wonderfully lovely people there. Here it’s grey, I’m back in my Fantoft box, I’m broke and the trains I wanted to take to Oslo are mostly full and I can’t pay 1100nok for a train ride to one of the ugliest cities in Norway, so that means I won’t be seeing the boys for Easter, which is ugly, because I was really looking forward to going to the Wintermare show and hugging everyone.

I want to hibernate until the sun comes..

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zoom zoom baby

I was SERIOUSLY going to go to a wonderful gig tonight. it would have been FUN. but instead I went to a billion art show openings, had two ‘presentations’, ran around trying to get stuff sorted for Finse (did not buy my train ticket yet) and I JUST saw tobbe’s message saying that he’d put me down on the guestlist for tonight at Hulen. I am so pissed off at my lack of energy that always comes at the wrong times..

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spatial practices, collages and squats

this is going to be a long one.
I am currently sitting in the library, it’s quiet and it’s empty and it feels like a stormy day because the world started whispering.. This week started off with another Brandon LaBelle workshop (well, the continuation of the last one) where we have to do a work based on people. I was thinking of basing mine on the guy who works at Apollon, and to develop that further into a work about language/people speaking different languages/having to adapt, etc.. until I passed by Jonsvollsgaten and saw the anarchist flag. It’s a flag that’s sitting on top of the roof of a house that’s among other houses that are so close together, once you are walking around in the block it’s impossible to figure out which roof is which and where the flag is. Earlier last semester, rudi and I tried to find out where the flag was, with no success. So after school on tuesday I went to knock on some neighbour’s house asking about the flag. A girl was really nice and told me to go to number 6, I rang the doorbell and a very nice guy opened the door, S.
Turns out he put the flag on his roof to protest against the Jonsvollskvartalet houses being torn down, he was also squatting there and he told me the history of the Jonsvollskvartalet squat. we sat around drinking coffee among mandolins and he was so helpful, got me a lot of material, magazines, newspaper articles..
We met in town yesterday (he copied me the dvd of the small documentation they did about the squat.. with Erlend playing the guitar randomly at some concert, of course..) and had a lot of fun so this is turning out like it will be a great great project… and obviously now I have a friend for life and a lot of connections into the anarchist Bergen scene, haha.
Parallel to the spatial practice, I’m in a collage course with Dag. it’s now the second week, so I am doing some class-hopping, as well as working on my very secret sculpture… and in two days I am off to Finse, to beautifully freeze my ass off in a beautiful setting in the middle of nowhere… obviously making art. ICE SCULPTURE for realz. Kind of looking forward to it, at the same time this means I will be spending a lot of money that should probably be spent on rent instead.. or on my Oslo train ticket (going there for Easter… AGAIN)

and now I’m off to go see what Ricardo has made for dinner (projects involving MUSIC and FOOD are the best ones.. ever).
I’m curious.

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spring cleaning

Our flat is smelling of chlorine and so are my hands – just took advantage of the crazy weather, spent half of the day cleaning the floors, scrubbing the sink, cleaning the toilet, etc; even though now it all seems exactly the same (especially our shitty grey floors), just a little shinier (exception made for afore-mentioned shitty floors) – and the other half sleeping in and listening to music and watching a movie I would not recommend to anyone, so shhh, the title will be kept secret.
Now listening to radiohead and updating art-star a little. go look, come on!