home alone

I was a week home alone. 

I bought myself flowers and went to an art museum.

These lines where painted by Piet Mondrian. 

What I love about the painting is the cracks on the white surface. 

The imperfection in perfection, created by time.

I had heard from my art teacher in high school that Max Ernst made some rough paintings.

I had never seen this side of him.

I was walking  and smiling in Tate Modern surrounded by these pictures out of school books.

I made a selfie on the Gerhard Richter Mirror Painting.

I got home. 

I burned my scented candle, 

read a book about Tove Jansson, ate a Fazer chocolate bar

 and drank zen tea I had gotten for Christmas.  

first time

You know the first time you do things, it is hard to bring yourself up to it. I went to the hairdressers for the first time here in London. I was waiting to be pretty and to be told so. What I got was some truth. I have lots of break ups in my hair and my hair is not suited to be long. I came home and felt that the hairdo was really boring and unevenly cut. Today my friends noticed that I had cut my hair. They said it was pretty. Next time it will be easier to go and cut my hair, maybe.

pink spring

It is February and spring is here. I was waiting for winter to come and found flowers on the trees instead. Spring is lifting up my spirit. I also have my holiday alone in our house. My two men are of to Finland.

There are still lots of things I find funny in the Englishness of things. 

Things like the front gardens and curtains on the windows. 

This week I am hoping to finish my videos for my exhibition in April.

I also leave some time to be just lazy.

I have an itch to go shopping. 

Now I know why the pastel colors are always in at March. 

Everything is pink and light blue and green here in London.

I have my oven on to keep it warm in the kitchen while I type this.

In the morning I also wake up in the oldest house I have ever lived at.

London,

 I may fall in love with you this spring!

Thames at its best

We went to Greenwich with my husbands sister couple of weeks ago. Before my big computer meltdown.  She showed around her school. Now she is back in Finland and we are missing her. 

We came back with the ferry. The sun was setting

and it was one of those moments when it is pretty cool to live in London.

what I did when my computer crashed

I was just a about to do a post to my blog when my son dropped some water on my computer.
I could not use my computer for over two weeks and I was afraid that I had lost all my data.
(No good backup of course.)
So, what did I do with my computerless time?!

 I started making selfies, 

because I really can´t and think the are weird.

I had lots of time on my hands,

 so I read and wrote and had actual thoughts about things.

Here in the pictures is my new diary.

I bought it with my own money from my job as a nanny.

I did my dream house of legos

and spend some time making my son happy in the process. I went to my garden and made some early spring photos.

I had lots of time.

I realized I had spend too much time at Facebook. 

(Since I never post anything there.) 

I was in my mind more here in England thinking of things here.