Saturday, March 31, 2012

Not so wordy, not today

It's cold again. Damn cold.
But that's ok, cause in a week from today, i'll be on my way to Japan, where it will be if not much, then at least somewhat warmer, i'm sure.

Today we're at work. Or Allan is working, i'm just here for emotional support, which means i sit around and doodle and answer some emails and walk the dog. So basically a less busy version of a regular work day for me!

My thigh is a little sore today, but nothing compared to what it usually feels like after getting tattooed.
I think i see more mini sessions in my future.
Oh, and i named my elephant Amitabh. Just thought you should know that.

Here are some pictures from Vesterbro, Nørrebro, my home, and a few more of Gilbert too.
I don't even think this is the last of that film?!


Another one of Lucifer enjoying a bit of sun before heading to work in his basket... he's such a sweet boy

 Quiet water

Nighttime

The back of a bus shed


One of those places i pass every day, no matter where i'm going

 Blurry baby and proud mama

 Possibly burping

 Conspiracy in bloom

 I'll never get tired of this color combination

My shoes airing off after getting some water and dirt resistance spray

The guys


Ok, gonna go back to doing as close to nothing as possible now.
Maybe i'll watch some documentaries? It's almost 6 pm and Allan hasn't even started tattooing yet, so i think i have time for more than one!

Friday, March 30, 2012

Fancy friday

I've had another ok day.
I could get used to this!


 I love it when our wonderful clients stop by with cake on cake day... and i loved the cake too!

I never wear this vintage dress even though i've had it for years, but now i think it's just because i never thought to wear it with a cute belt and Jeffrey Campbell shoes

 I made a very unofficial new years resolution (not even on the list) to get tattooed at least once every month in 2012, and my husband luckily agreed to play along after work, when i realized it was almost last call for March!


We're watching the original Star Trek series, and eating ice cream.
I really wanted to go out this weekend (new shoes syndrome, probably) but this is good too.
This is real good.

Thursday, March 29, 2012

Trying my best to love you

After three incredibly shitty days, i'm finally starting to feel like the fog is lifting.
Talking shit through with a professional can really help, and i while i'm still irritable and impatient, i'm definitely feeling less sad. Sad sucks.
Denmark sucks too. It's a weird thing to say when spring is here and things are just starting to get good again, but lately (and no, it's not a new thing, it just comes in waves) i'm just feeling like i don't belong.
I don't like Danes in general, and most of the time i feel like an expat who just happen to have been born here. If it wasn't for the fact that we've worked so damn hard on getting our shop to where it is now, i'm not sure i'd stay. But the shop is so perfect, and i love it so much, so we'd be foolish to just leave something that good and special behind. So for now, this is home, still.

The day before yesterday i asked Allan if he realized we're going to Japan next week and he hadn't realized that at all. As the words came out of my mouth, i even surprised myself a bit!
Not having travel anxiety anymore is a big deal for me. I've had to work hard to get here too, and it's nice to feel the reward in such a real way. The fact that i hadn't even noticed i'm leaving for a month next week is a such a huge change, i can't even describe it.
A month in Japan will do us good too, and hopefully, the changes we've been trying to make in our lives here in Copenhagen, will be a little closer to coming true once we get back. Like for instance, finding an apartment before i completely lose my mind for reals. Stuff like that.

Here are some March photographs from around town, mostly Nørrebro and Vesterbro, in no particular order. Oh, and a few of my nephew too.
As usual, Canon AE-1 and that film i can't remember the name of.


The worlds cutest dog and his shadow

 I do, van on Nørrebro, i swear i do!

 Yellow Amalie

 The bluest skies on Vesterbro

Perfect little reflections

 I was wearing suspenders too that day!

 Dronning Louise's bridge from the city side

 Absalonsgade

 On the way to work, a sight that should be pretty familiar to all of my readers by now!

 Fuck yeah

 From about three weeks ago when we visited my brother and his family

 I finally got to give Gilbert this Pooh bear, and a bunch of other stuff, i got for him in Japan in February

 The cutest little nephew guy ever

Freshly planted flowers in front of the shop

 Ok, ok, and a swan... apparently i can't have one roll of film without swans!


I know most of my readers are European and American, but i thought i'd give this a try anyway.
Last time i was in Tokyo, i looked into taking some language courses, but usually the schools there will offer three month or six month courses, which won't do me much good since i'm only there for a month.
So what i wanted to say with this is: if you're a reader of this blog who happen to know, or have heard of, anyone who gives private Japanese lessons in Tokyo, could you please let me know?
Me and Allan would be interested in lessons about twice a week in April/early May, and it could either be in our home in Kōenji , or somewhere preferably on the Chūō or Yamanote line, not too terribly far from Shinjuku. You can reach me at conspiracyinctattoo (at) gmail.com.
ありがとう!

Wednesday, March 28, 2012

To Oberhausen and back

I started writing this post yesterday, thinking maybe blogging would cheer me up, but it didn't and i never finished it.
I still don't feel like i should be blogging right now, cause my Monday blues, which came on a Tuesday, has stubbornly followed me well into Wednesday and it doesn't seem willing to let go of me any time soon.
But instead of waiting around for inspiration or a better mood, i'm just gonna post my iPhone pictures and the part of the post i wrote yesterday.
It's pretty much one of those "and then this happened, and then after that, this other thing happened"-posts that i hate so much, so feel free to skip down to the pictures... actually they aren't great, so feel free to ship this post altogether and wait for better pictures and a a better Amalie!

Ok, so from yesterday:

We left Copenhagen on Thursday afternoon, after spending hours carefully bubble wrapping paintings, and packing them into our tiny car.
Due to the delay, and because half the people we were going to see in Hamburg were sick, we decided to skip that part, and instead we stayed the night in the country with my parents.
The next morning we got up at 6.30 to get a good start to the day, and start our epically long drive to the gallery early.
We switched cars to my parents more roomy and dependable red van, and left Jean-Luc with a neighbor of my parents who had agreed to fix that not so attractive rust patch that keeps getting bigger and bigger!

The drive down was good. I was on some anti motion sickness medication, which made driving bearable for once. The only really sucky thing was the broken stereo my dad had failed to mention, and there were times i would have killed for some music, any music, but we somehow managed without it. We took the ferry, made some stops here and there to get snacks, stretch our legs and walk the dog, and even though it was a long-ass drive, we made it to the gallery in good time and only mildly car-lagged (yes, it's a thing!)

The gallery space was great, and the owners didn't mind us doing our own thing, so we started hanging paintings pretty much right away, and with the way our pseudo-twin brain works after 10 years of marriage, we had it looking pretty awesome in no time.
The rest of the night was spent talking, getting pizza, and settling into our small hotel/apartment a short drive from the gallery.

Germany was hot, like, almost summer hot, the next day.
We went for a walk to find a supermarket and get some breakfast, and although Oberhausen is not a pretty town (sorry, but it just isn't) it was nice being out without a huge coat or even a scarf!
We found an Aldi, did our shopping, but of course their machines wouldn't accept our Danish Visa card, so we ended up taking a very long walk to the nearest ATM, which wasn't near at all, and back to pick up our bag of groceries.
But it was nice. It felt like having a day off almost, and Lucifer appreciated the exercise after spending a whole day driving (something he handled remarkably well, by the way).
We ate our breakfast, took a bath (cause there was a bathtub, and we felt like we needed to take advantage of that!) and went to the gallery to rearrange the last few paintings, and get stuff ready for the opening.

In the afternoon our friends Sascha and Daniel arrived from Hamburg, and later Sarah came down from Berlin. Since the town didn't have a single café, we ended up hanging out outside a gas station with bad coffee and pizzas! Yup, we felt pretty cool, i tell ya...

The opening party was good, but those things are always so weird.
We only knew our friends (and one of Eckel's clients who'd come straight down after getting tattooed in Copenhagen for three days straight... thanks dude!) and being the socially awkward creatures that we are, we were, well, awkward.
But Allan talked to some people and got to see his paintings and photographs hang on walls and look awesome, so that was totally worth the last few (many) weeks of stress from hell!


Ready to take Jean-Luc to Bisserup
 

Leaving Copenhagen

We got to the country just in time to catch a lovely sunset

On the ferry the next day

The weather was so great, it felt wrong to have to get back in the car afterwards

I got comfy

And so did Lucifer

Our almost double bed at the rental apartment (but not really, not at all)


 A good, German breakfast

What we came there for: Allan's paintings at the gallery!
 

Me and Sascha, hiding in a corner (as you can see, i didn't overdress as much as i'd originally planned to, thank god)

Don't mind us!

Lucifer was such a little champ, lying in his basket all night and hardly ever barking at people entering the gallery

Me and Sarah trying to look good after a long night, and almost succeeding... almost!

Sweet present from our sweet blog reader Sandra who knows how much we love getting presents... especially presents that are chocolate

They were so good, we ate three that night!*


I took a bunch of analog pictures too, so i hope some of them turned out a little better than these, cause damn...

Anyway, the next day we had another nice German breakfast with Sarah at her hotel. We were all feeling super tired, which was probably because we got up at 8.30 which was actually, in reality, 7.30 because of friggin daylight savings time. Ugh.
After saying bye to Sarah we went back the the apartment and packed, and then met Igor and Meike from the gallery for a cup of coffee at an Italian restaurant, because, well, Oberhausen has no cafés, remember?
We ended up getting on the road pretty late, and the drive back felt a lot longer than the drive down there, and now that i think about it, it actually was! We had to drive to my parents house, an hour and a half from the ferry, and then, after switching cars from the red van back to Jean-Luc, we had to drive another hour and a half back to Copenhagen. But the last part wasn't so bad, since we had our crappy car stereo and an iPod with iTrip to keep us company. After hours and hours of no music, we rocked the fuck out!
And being locked in a car with the ones you love and a bunch of snacks isn't too bad. We had some good talks and some great laughs, and i'm already thinking of planning another road trip. Maybe to somewhere a little closer, but still!

Monday was exactly what i'd been dreaming of for weeks.
A day off with my husband, and nothing to do.
We had a great breakfast, hung out at the café, i started breaking in my Lita boots, we went to the city for a pizza slice and ate it in the park, and i had popcorn for dinner! We watched movies and tv shows and we even took a nap together on the couch.
Basically it was like a dream!


Monday at the park


Ok, that post wasn't as awful as expected, was it?
I hope not.
I'll try to get back to being my usual cheerful self (ha!) soon... and post some, ahem, better pictures from our trip. I hope.


*Feeling jealous cause you don't have a sweet yellow chocolate mustache lollipop too? Well don't be, just go to Tati's and Sandra's etsy store and buy your own!

Wednesday, March 21, 2012

Around town

These are from a Sunday three or four week ago, i think?
Me and Allan went to work to develop pictures in our lab, but took a detour through the city to buy a pizza slice at our favorite pizza place, and to let Lucifer run through his favorite park near the old shop.

I just got some pictures new back from the photo shop, so the next post may be an analog one as well!


Pretty lady in Ørstedsparken

Spring signs on a chilly day

My feet going "weeee" in front of Allan's bike

The boys getting swallowed by a sunbeam

Thigh high leg warmers are good for storing iPhones!


I've reached the point where i'm now looking forward to Monday and doing absolutely nothing, more than i'm looking forward to the art show on Saturday.
That may be fucked up, but i am tired, and my fingers are so raw, typing this hurts.

I'm just gonna say "have a nice weekend" now, cause i doubt there'll be a chance to blog while we're in Germany.
If you're anywhere near Oberhausen (wherever that is) come see us!