MY OZ
land,
back land,
new found land?
'
month has testing being,
old, new
like a meat stew
'
heartburn,
upset stomach,
rye bread,
ah,
that's just the old booze.
'
going to other place,
new,
eager to taste,
new stew.
'
coming back,
through still life of loud life,
else,
gives the taste of the old,
which as become the new.
'
welcome home
first time again.
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[this was written on leaflet of Roni Horn's exhibition MY OZ at Listasafn Reykjavikur on friday (late) night, - my thoughts of moving places, ps. the exhibition was brilliant]
Labels: moving, Roni Horn, thoughts
The New Old Country / Moving back to my Mother's land
It was more or less 9 years since I lived last time in my mother's land. Now I am back and it is interesting to see how much it has changed. Most of the things are positive, thou. :)
I'd managed to get an apartment from the centre of Helsinki, small but characteristic with sea view. It is quite expensive (rent), but not so much than in Reykjavik. Only problem is that I don't have much furniture due the fact that I have been mobile in my living habits and haven't invested any pesetas for decorative things and now I am eager to find some cool furniture, for example, I just found a fantastic sofa, which only costs 770 €... ( i am having internal fight between my id and alter ego to buy it or not)
Anyway, Helsinki and Finland has welcomed me and my beautiful half to enjoy this wonderland.. - and hey, Finland has four seasons, beautiful white winter, warm summer, blooming spring and melancholic autumn, aahh, my camera just waits to get out and take pictures.... heee...
Labels: finland, flat, moving
