COPENHAGEN PEARL

Tonight I've been ogling

 this piece of interior candy

up for sale in Copenhagen.

Don't even get me started 

on that staircase... 

You can see the rest of the apartment here. 

COPENHAGEN CHRONICLES IV: ATELIER SEPTEMBER

There are places

& then there are places like Atelier September,

where the light streams through arched windows,

the music plays softly, 

the food looks as fresh & delicate

as it tastes,

sprinkled with sprigs of mint

snapped from a little bush that's in bloom.

Where you end up returning

the next day,

having already decided to make it a regular haunt

whenever in town. 

With these it's so long Copenhagen

& thank you my dear reader for tagging along!

x

COPENHAGEN CHRONICLES III

"If Copenhagen were a person,

that person would be

generous, 

beautiful,

elderly,

but with a flair.

A human being

that has certain propensities

for quarrelling,

filled with imagination

and with an appetite for the new

and with respect for the old -

somebody who takes good care

of things and people."

- Connie Nielsen

2 & 11  Fil de Fer 

3 & 8  Inside the Marble Church

4 Studio Oliver Gustav

12 Staircase leading to The Apartment

(All places I can warmly recommend

the next time you're in town.) 

COPENHAGEN CHRONICLES (II): GLYPTOTEKET

Next time you go to Copenhagen -

go, go, go to Glyptoteket! 

Its wings & floors

are filled with antique sculpture,

works by Rodin,

currently also a special exhibit of Degas' dancers... 

And at the heart of it all,

tranquil winter gardens

with a café where we indulged in

 strawberry tart, coffee

& a moment's respite 

from the miles of walking

& bustle just outside 

the impressive entrance.

Degas' Little Fourteen-Year-Old Dancer

with her real tutu & ribbon in her hair

was captivating.

COPENHAGEN CHRONICLES ( I )

Two ladies of leisure,

three uninterrupted days

to wander around the streets of Copenhagen.

We'd wake up early

like two bright-eyed children

on Christmas morning. 

Then off we'd set 

in search of our morning coffee & porridge

in one of the cafés in town.

The kinds of places

where they sprinkle on 

a handful of fresh berries, 

shavings of coconut

& a swirl of cinnamon-infused syrup. 

Then we'd walk & we'd talk, 

spot of lunch, a coffee or two.

Back to the hotel 

for the wine hour they bestow upon their guests,

before heading out to dinner. 

Clambering back to the hotel,

feet aching, 

church bells ringing

to mark the midnight hour. 

Two ladies of leisure

on cloud nine.