What a Guy

We went to see the amazing Guy Bourdin exhibition at Somerset House a couple of weeks ago. It's on until the 15th of March, so I urge to go if you can, and it's probably not one to bring the kids to - if you know what I mean. His approach to his photography is fascinating; he would draw his photographs on a grid, placing everything perfectly before going anywhere near the camera. There are also some large paintings in the exhibition, where if you look closely, you can see how he's painted on top of a 1cm x 1cm hand drawn grid! That's some serious OCD. Have a great weekend!


De dieren

We took Oomoo to Artis Zoo on the trip; I like slowly ticking of child-friendly places to visit in Amsterdam (can't wait to visit in the summer one time, so we can do day-trips to the beach). We spent a few freezing cold hours wandering around, and really only got to see a fraction of it - it's pretty big. I always feel a bit sad walking around zoos; I'd like to think that in some parallel universe we're the ones in cages, and the animals the ones banging on the glass and taking pictures.


Home away from home

When you're traveling with a child it makes sense to stay in apartment and not in a hotel; Airb'n'b has made it so easy to choose a nice place to shack up for a few nights. In hindsight I wish I'd taken more pictures of the flat we stayed in this time round in Amsterdam. It was soooooo nice. All the places we've stayed in have been seriously de-cluttered, and when we got back from this trip we got to it, and filled bags and bags of junk that we've been meaning to get rid of for ages. I might be ready to share a home tour from our house soon ;)


Let there be light

For the last couple of years there's been a light installation festival in Amsterdam in December-January. Such a great idea to have it when the nights are at their longest. We didn't see all of the installations, but these are some of the ones we cycled past.


A weekend in the 'Dam

We spent the first few days of 2015 in Amsterdam; we'd thought we'd go away somewhere over the holidays and when Oomoo mentioned our favourite city, we thought "Why not?!". I was expecting it to be cold (which it was, but nothing a Swede couldn't handle), but I had no idea how busy the city gets around New Year's. Crowds in London are a given, but I was truly surprised by them in Amsterdam. Anyways, we criss-crossed the city on our bikes, and as a result of it being so cold, I didn't really have my camera at the ready, hence these very random shots. I'm really glad we got to hang out with my friend Z, that I got to see a Vivian Maier exhibition at Foam and that I actually got to practise my Dutch. More pics to come.


So this was Christmas

Hello there! Happy New Year! You're probably as sick as I am of anything reminding you of Christmas right now, but I've just got to get this post out of the way - it's a tradition after all. 2014's xmas was a good one; Oomoo opened his sack of presents from Santa first thing in the morning, and even Little Mo came to have a look. Later we continued on to my mother-in-law for the traditional brunch, and then finally on to my brother-in-law's for an early dinner where some people even managed to sneak in a nap (see the last picture). It was a really relaxed day, but I'm always glad when it's over. Once a Scrooge, always a Scrooge?!


Stay that way

So many parts of London are becoming generic modern visions of what modernity should look like (lots of glass and no personality) and it's all pretty soulless. We found these relics on the way to the Shard, and I wish they'd keep more of them. It was my London anniversary this week (22 years!), and the city is undergoing so much change I'm worried about where it's heading. It's more and more a city for the rich, who buy up property only to keep them as investments with no one living there, so whole neighbourhoods die come evening time, when the people who work in the area leave for home. What on earth will it be like once Oomoo becomes an adult?! He'll either be living with us for a looooong time, or emigrate (insert sad face) - which runs in the blood in my family...


On the street

The other day I took out my phone to capture the light after a rain shower, and as I pulled it up out of my pocket, I saw the man in the hat walk towards me. He looked so dapper and out of place, and I got all excited and waited for him to pass. It was only when I looked on the screen afterwards that I saw that I had travelled in time, and to another place. It was like a Saul Leiter or a Vivien Maier picture had somehow made it onto my phone out of nowhere, except with modern cars in the background. And even though I'd never wear a hat myself, I wish more people would - they're so damn photogenic.


In the clouds

For the third year in a row, we took Oomoo to yet another London landmark, something that's become our own tradition. When he turned three we went to the London Eye, when he turned four we went to the Tower of London and this year we went to the Shard. Unfortunately it was very foggy when we went on Sunday, so there wasn't much of a view to be seen, but we enjoyed it nevertheless. I guess we'll have to go back on a clearer day; I'd love to catch the sunset and see the lights of the city glimmer beneath us as day turns into night...