The only mathlesson this year where I actually paid attention was when my mathteacher talked about art, impossible art, art that shouldn't exist. In one way or another, she managed to divide the art into different groups, all that in a mathematical way. I must say that I was impressed, not by her but by the artists. I just couldn't figure out how someone could be so clever and this by making it seem so easy. How someone actually could sit at home and think that yes, today I think that I will make something impossible, and succeeded. Anyhow, I get impressed by much. I get impressed by the human being. To me, it's still really amazing how we work and how we have the ability to think for ourselves and that we all our different. Sometimes this might get us to think too much, or sometimes we just waste this gift to do the same as the others do, and think too little. But it still fascinates me alot. I'm also fascinated by nature and animals. And once again human beings. I'm easy to fascinate I guess, or there is just so much that is simply amazing and hard to understand. That's why I paid attention that mathclass. I was sitting infront of a person that actually divided art, nature and life into maths. She could get ahold of all these for me misty and unclear things, just by putting numbers on them, and for her, they make sense. Math will definatly not be my source of understanding, I just wonder what will be.
tisdag 21 juni 2011
Forever young
I'm back. I'm back in Sweden and I'm back to my normal life. I've been through so much this year, and still, it went so fast. Packing down my life into suitcases gave me such a weird feeling, a feeling that begged me not to go home. Home is something safe and something that will always be there, and it is that security that leaves me with the eager will to discover something new. I want to always be full of life and I don't ever want to be sure of anything!
What I want to say is that I don't think that I'm ready to leave Paris. When I walked the streets together with my mum, I saw the charm of this beautiful city that I've been ignoring almost all year. To live in the suburb was a great decision, but now I feel ready to actually live in the heart of the city. I want to be able to open my window and feel the breeze of the city hit my face.
What I want to say is that I don't think that I'm ready to leave Paris. When I walked the streets together with my mum, I saw the charm of this beautiful city that I've been ignoring almost all year. To live in the suburb was a great decision, but now I feel ready to actually live in the heart of the city. I want to be able to open my window and feel the breeze of the city hit my face.
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| Dirty, broken and perfect |
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| Home sweet home |
torsdag 16 juni 2011
A classic loveletter
After spending almost a year in Paris, it is time to go home! The time has passed too fast, and now, I can't believe that the year has come to it's end! Before I came here, I had never expected to get so good friends as I actually did, and I will miss them all so much. Paris will always be an extra home for me, and everytime I'll come here, I will think about the amazing people that I've met! I love you and I can't believe that it's over!
I'm sitting in my little room on the topfloor and I just can't figure out how it will feel to return to Stockholm. It will feel like going back in time, everything will be the same as it was before I left, and I'll be me who has changed! I'd like to stop time for a week or two and do all the things that I haven't done! Bike in the night, just bike up and down the hills that Paris has to offer! I'd like to walk streets that I haven't walked before! I want to take in all of Paris before I will forget it, and before it will forget me! I want my footprints to never disappear from Champs-Elysées!
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