summer

Every morning 

I put sun cream on and fill the bottles with water. 

I walk stones grunching under my sandals. 

I remember endless summers in the past. 

I smell the asphalt. 

I have too many dresses to choose from. 

Summer makes me restless.

Light makes me feel that I can go on

without rest, without sleep.

All that expectation of lazy nothing builds inside of me.

tea with kids

Our friends from Finland came over.

They wanted to do Afternoon Tea with Kids.

 We arrived to St. Ermin´s Hotel.

I got scared how it would go.

 It went great. 

Key to succes was 

giving kids the camera to recort the event.

 St. Ermin´s had a beehive at their rooftop.

Art in Walthamstow

 I went to see the exhibitions at the Vestry House

 for the annual Art Trail of Walthamstow.

 

 Simply beautiful was  Della Reeses True Colour.

Sign for 

Matt Taylors See what you missed exhibitions Out of Stock.

 

Mark Burtons photograps from Poland to Waltham Forrest 

 were speaking to me as a newcomer to Walthamstow and to England.

Beautiful stranger Helsinki

We were a week in Helsinki. 

I felt like a tourist with little to connect me to this city.

 I got nostalgic about people in their shell suits and E Grön singing.

Highlight of my trip was talking art  

and working on our art project with a good friend.

Beautiful stranger, Helsinki, 

left me with a Lost in Translation feeling of disconnection.