I have a thing with unfinished projects. It is not that I cannot work to a deadline. I guess I should say, I have something with unfinished creative projects. They start and for some reason. And then they don’t come to a closure. They linger. They ripe. And grow. Sometimes they become better. Well. Sometimes. Not always. Some get past their due date.
But for now, it is time to finish some of these smaller projects over the next two weeks.
Here is my little to-do list. I will check in on the other side of twenty-one to see how it all went. In almost random order.
Write a blogpost on my unfinished summer project
Wite another blogpost on my wooden experiment (finished but never written)
Fly the drone and get some nature footage
Dive with Nautilus
Log our stats for twenty this week
Shoot my plastic project I started with Birk
Order some prints
And shoot another (planned) project over Xmas
Write another blog post here
And get our new project for twenty twenty-one written up at SiP
Feels almost like work 🙂 Luckily I cleaned up both my office and the studio so no roadblock there.
What a month. January kickstarted with an epic storm, knocked out our power for a couple of days, sent me in a frantic search for my backups when my LaCie with all my images wouldn’t startup again. And to top it all up, our internet was reduced to an old school ISDN upload speeds during the whole month of January while I managed to travel to Hyderabad, Brussels and Kharkiv all in one go. What a month. And the race for adventure continues in February.
I owe N. and I.A. a post on Kharkiv and Hyderabad and the vote is still out on which city is safer to travel but first things first.
SiP goes 53
I failed epic 52 and by the looks of it, I am on a trajectory of failure for 53 as well. Wait but why. I do have a plan. Yet life is throwing some wrenches in that plan.
I am still struggling with the format I want to apply to my data stream in 2019 for SiP goes 53. It goes well with the Dataism of this week featured person. Are we the slow evolving natural algorithm of Lady M. (mice analogue algorithm has a much higher frequency of us humans, so the definition of slow is up for grabs), the cassette data stream of Lady C. or beatboxing Blaster.
Time will tell. Both in my photographic challenge and our Homo Sapiens adventure. Stay tuned. At least for my photographic adventure.
2019 started at midnight with some traditional fireworks by the locals (aka read Birk) and was followed by well-wishes, some more bubble, and a good night of deep sleep. All ready for a beautiful sunny day. (readers discretion adviced, this was supposed to be a short Happy New year post and turned out into a much longer soapie post, proceed with caution)
We got ourselves into a little historical trip down the Swedish history lane with some photography, spa and fine dining. You know the kind of weekend excursions one tend to take to disconnect from the stressful day to day life. Getting some time off. Enjoy some headspace. You know what I am talking about. Even if it is the middle of the week, and they call it “mid-week mys“
Vadstena, a stone cast away from Stockholm (some 25 Swedish miles). The city of Vadstena is known for Birgitta Birgersdotter, who in 1350 founded the hotel monastery of Vadstena and is today one of the six patron saints of Europe. Not an easy task. Being the patron saint of Europe.
Today the convent of Birgitta is turned into a hotel and part of the historic hotels of Europe. A chain we bumped into earlier this year in Gotland, when we stayed in Hotel Slottsbacken. Hmm. I just noted I did not share that story yet.
In order to support W. new and upcoming travel blog in the making about the exclusive spas around the world, we did had to visit the annex spa of the convent hotel. A most wonderful experience and warmly recommended by yours truly if you happen to be in Vadstena and like some headspace and a little swim. I would not call a 65 degrees sauna, a Finnish Sauna (that is what the door stated), but those are details. The steam sauna was my absolute favorite, not to mention the cold bucket shower (8 degrees). An idea I will happily steal for the summer. In the winter we have the Baltic here to dip in.
Some long exposure IPA
After our relaxing spa experience, we took a stroll through the small city of Vadstena (5K inhabitants) and enjoyed some long exposure shooting and a ship full of IPA in the Kitchen just around the Corner, before we went back for a two dinner meal in the convent own restaurant. All inclusive in our package. A happy relaxing ending to a wonderful day in Vadstena.
Our dinner invitation stated to present ourselves at 20.15 and at 20:16 we were well seated and got introduced to the assorting wine package by a wonderful young blond swede we soon started to call Mac.
20:18 – The wine was served. 20:21 – We got our delicious hummer soup. Six minutes after we seated. I wondered if they would consider a refill of our (tiny) soup plate, but at 20:27 we got confirmation that there was no refill and the plates were cleaned. No more lobster for the wicked. 20:29 – Mac presented the red wine. Both me and W. looked at eachother, as we still had half a glass of the (again) delicious lone wolf white wine. 20:32:31 – I asked Mac if we were in the local Mac Donalds and she looked at us and said, ahh, you want to talk to each other for a while. OK. I will come back. 20:43 – Both our white wine glasses are finished and we wonder if Mac will be a sport, and yes, she is … 20:44 – Mac returns and asks if we are good to continue. 20:44:30 – Red wine served. 20:45 – The main course is served, and the food is delicious.
I lost track of time, but somewhere around 20:63 we asked Mac for an extra refill of our red wine. The look on her face was gorgeous. Yet she acted professionally and she recovered swift. After all, 30 EUR for two glasses of wine felt like a stretch. Especially when all the other tables were getting a refill. With the same wine.
21:12 – The deer has been eaten, and yes, it was delicious. Slow cooked and stirred to perfection. Thank you.
21:14 – Mac arrives and asks if all was good. 21:14:30 – Mac asks if we want to pay. Uhh. Wait. Really?
21:15 – What about some dessert, we ask? Mac tells us that we took a no dessert menu, and they are all accounted for, so not possible. We ask her if she is really sure, and she says yes. But she will check with the chef.
21:17 – Mac returns and dessert is available.
21:19 – Dessert is served and indeed very nice. We eat slow and enjoy. Very slow. Will Mac see the opportunity for coffee and avec? The tables around us start to get them served. There is an upsell opportunity here …
21:27 – Dessert finished. Mac arrives and asks if she can now give us the check. The bill. The Konto.
I give up. We could have had tea. Or coffee. Or a nice cognac or a 10 years old single malt Glenmorangie. Nope. I paid.
No tip, Mac. Maybe next time. When you create the headspace for your guests. And take it slow. It is not because it is called the “fast meny” you need to rush your guests.
Today’s post is a quick reflection on past, present, and future. This weeks word on #SiPgoes52 is Inspiration. And it is the 47th word of the series. Only 5 more weeks and this challenge of 2018 is coming to an end. Actually, 2018 is coming to an end in only 5 weeks. Time flies they say.
So how am I doing. Not that awesome. I am more like Julien, who got caught up with life. I too have a seriously backlog. And I kicked them today in a little list. Thirty words completed (with some backtagging today). Twenty two to go. Seventeen in the backlog. Five to look forward. I mission I will complete, and report back here in the last week of 2018.
So back to the King of Pop. I bumped into the King of Pop when we had our art exhibition in Birmingham last year. He has been traveling along for a long time. I have to admit I was not inspired by Michael Jackson. Yes, it is Michael Jackson and not Elvis. I mean the real one. The singer. Not the one from Minifigures.com. It is a bootleg. Not an original LEGO one. But then again, I never have been a big music fan. I am sure the King of Pop has inspired whole generations. Bootleg or not.
This is my tribute.
Twenty-two to go.
Why now? Well, it was one of those creative brain twists, triggered by that other King that has shown up on my foot. King Kalle. From one King to another.
This week’s word on SiP goes 52 is Trust. And I am seriously late. Quite a few words to finish. And a few other projects to get on the tracks like SiP goes Korea (yeah, how cool is it to have your own work exhibited on the other side of the globe).
Now there is more to this sweet Unicorn. Who does not want to be a mythical character and who does not want to be a 1B valued startup company. Another definition of Unicorn.
My creative challenge this week was not so much how to trust a Unicorn. That tagline stuck with me. Trust me. I am a Unicorn., Soon it turned into how I could shoot not one but at least three (and maybe four) Unicorns, ready to post. A creative challenge in its own. The rest of the week will see if I managed. Or not.
Last but not least
I am taking a Big Bad Unicornlook at all my social accounts and you may want to subscribe to my new FB page (ot not). Anyway, here it is.