Banksy - at Columbia Road, London 2004
I’m doing an essay on Street Art.
Slightly sick of school work - especially when they say my written work is more important than my photographs… Glad I’m changing school this fall :) Other than my essay here, I have to write about 400 pages in my sketchbooks, (which is bullshit) about the documentary I did of The Hippies in California this Easter. Pictures will come soon ;)
Lysefjorden!
Thank you so much Linn Heidi, Torfinn and the lovely Sindre who took me on this amazing trip! Love you ALL! <3
Photo Booth!!
This morning I thought about my beautiful stereotypical “long blond hair”..And I had a feeling that the hairdresser had a manipulative dark plan when he said “we’re not gonna do anything you don’t want to” And I said I loved the length I’d gotten, so I would love to keep some of that. And than poof this happened, and my neck is cold. But I feel good. It’s a really funky haircut, and I’m going back on Tuesday to colour and then I’m gonna model :)
Anyway, all this happened cause I saw the Movie “Yes Man” …bastards! :p well, it’s in my mind constantly now, and I feel bad whenever I say no to something I could have said yes to (without getting hurt, that is). So it all started with this;
A friend of my flatmates is a freelance hairdresser, and she was dropping by to cut my flatmates hair, and they asked if I wanted my hair cut, so I said “sure!” - now this was two weeks ago. Then, yesterday, - after saying yes to eat sushi with some classmates of mine whom I don’t really know yet - I wandered around in Oxford Circus buying very necessary stuff! And this guy stops me saying “Hey! Sorry, but you have a nice haircut, my colleague is doing this show tomorrow, she’s a hairdresser and she needs a blond. I know it’s a short notice, but would you be interested?” Then he explained that all it was gonna be, was a free haircut and then a walk on the catwalk. And as a yes-woman this was an experience too stupid to say no to.
So now I’m sitting here, with amazingly short and “special designed” hair that needs a bit getting-used-to. But as I sat there looking at my long blond hair falling to the floor, I though that I was being ridiculous. A haircut isn’t even for a year, hair grows, and we should all have some fun with it :)
Best Regards,
- Yes Woman.
Gratulere me dagen verdens beste mor!! :)
Eg savne deg, og glede meg veldig te neste gang me sees.
“Norsk Natur” - school assignment. I’m editing this at the moment, and I dont know if I’m done yet.. I took this photograph at Bore, on a walk with my lovely mum :) - Really lucky with the weather! <3
Dette var noe jeg kom over da jeg lette etter inspirasjon til typisk norsk landskap til en skoleoppgave. Jeg fant fram en bok vi har som heter “Jæren, Eld or Blått”, hvor min kjære tipp tipp oldefar, Aleksander Kielland ble sitert. Dette sto i boken:
Dikteren har en særstilling i forhold til landskapet. Han kan gi det ord. “Men tag så en af disse strandboere,” skriver Aleksander Kielland, “flyt ham ind i landet mellem fjeldene i den yndigste dal, du kan finde; giv ham den beste mad, og de blødeste senge. Han vil ikke røre din mad, ikke sove i sengene; men uden at se sig om, vil han klatre fra fjeld til fjeld, indtil han langt - langt ude skimter noget blåt, han kjender. Da går hans hjerte op; han stirrer mod den lille blå stribe, som glitrer derude, intil det begynder at glitre blåt altsammen; men han siger ingenting”
