Hägring
Allt du byggt är en hägring.
Rinner snart genom dina fingrar.
Kvar kan du bara lämna kärlek.
Tiden visar oss ingen nåd.
Som sandkorn för vinden.
Är vi jämlika i tidens öken.
Mirage
Everything you built is but a mirage.
Soon slipping through your fingers.
Only love you can leave behind.
Time show us no mercy.
Like grains of sand in the wind.
We are equals to the desert of time.
It is better to be loved than remembered, ha de Gött!
Tiny like a grain of sand.
Alone we disappear in the vastness.
Together we can form mountains.
Special thanks to the barefoot girl that stood on top of the dune stretching her arms out to make this photo special. From Råbjerg Mile sand dunes in Skagen, Denmark. Ha de Gött!
It’s super expensive but I love Denmark and this past weekend I did a photo tour to Jutland in northern Denmark. One of the days I spent in Århus and the art museum ARoS. Though the exhibitions are great I spent most of my time with the architecture and the playing of light and shadows in this fantastic cubic style building. The name is a wordplay from the latin word ars and the old name for Århus Aros.
The picture is from the roof walkway named Himmelrummet that was designed by Olafur Eliasson and is considered Denmark’s most expensive art piece. Completed in 2011, while the museum itself was opened in 2004. The design of the museum is inspired by Dante Alighieri‘s The Divine Comedy. The basement is the hell and the roof walkway is the heaven, hence the name. Himmelrummet translates to room of heaven.
I’m not sure if there is such thing as coincidences but in the car on the way there we listen to the book Inferno by Dan Brown. The story in the book also circles around The Divine Comedy.
We are red, we are white. Ha de Gött!
Tucking us in, in cotton white light.
For a while life slows down.
Early spring birds sing their lullaby.
I wish good times would last a little longer, ha de Gött!
In the Sunday mist they calmly sit.
Nothing to see, nothing to hear.
Can’t bother to fly, scream and shit.
Make sure you take a day to rest, ha de Gött!
As the evening sky turns red.
Her guiding beacon lights up.
Green blink for a safe passage.
Go safe, go green. Ha de Gött!
The sun send its last ray of the day.
Reflecting in the cold evening sky.
A promise to return, only a night away.
Good night, ha de Gött!
The fog thickens and makes it hard to see what the next steps will bring. We can only hope that the sun will clear the mist.
Have faith and follow the beacon of hope, ha de Gött!
Knocked down but still fighting.
We all need support from time to time, ha de Gött!
Low standing winter sun.
Shines its light over the empty harbour.
Makes the the red rocks glow.
Not all that glitter is gold, ha de Gött!
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