03 Nov 2018 | exercises in being here

Terra incognita

My weblog statistics tell me that in the last week my writing has been read most by people from Spain, the United States, the UK, Poland, Germany, Turkey, Colombia, Denmark and Japan and one other location. What surprises me is that my home country isn...

01 Nov 2018 | exercises in being here

Visitors

The first day of November. After a night filled with thunder and lightning the outside world looks like new. The streets are still quiet, the early morning light is reflected in big puddles of water everywhere. It is only a matter of time before the...

28 Oct 2018 | exercises in being here

Looking for Jesus and Jeanette

I am always surprised by the things I find in my books. Usually I left them there myself, a long time ago. Polaroids, notes, postcards. But I didn’t put this in here. And when I brouse through the book I realise I didn’t even read it, which is odd beca...

20 Oct 2018 | exercises in being here

Present

The day started with a nightmare. It was one of those classic ones, where you have to do something important and you are late and then you can’t find the right location and the harder you try, the more lost you get. It is hard to shake those off after ...

10 Sep 2018 | exercises in being here

Home

It feels like returning after a long holiday but it wasn´t me who was a tourist elsewhere and came back home. Other people were tourists here and I stopped going on my early morning walks when the streets were taken over by drunk tourists and the beach...

08 Sep 2018 | exercises in being here

From the balcony

I hear loud cheerful voices, laughter. “You there with the hat!” I look down. A rikshaw bike is waiting in front of the red traffic light. Three middle aged tourists wave at a young woman waiting for the pedestrian traffic light to turn green. “Nice...

22 Apr 2018 | exercises in being here

Here Be Dragons

  Tomorrow is the Diada de Sant Jordi who is famous for killing a dragon and traditionally it is celebrated here in Catalunya with books. It is also the memorial day for Miguel de Cervantes, he died on that day in 1616, a year after the second ...

22 Apr 2018 | exercises in being here

Seeing things

I was inside behind my computer when I heard fast footsteps, many of them. It sounded like people on the run. No other sounds, just running. When it didn’t stop I went out on my balcony. A stream of people, most of them in bright yellow shirts were ...

21 Apr 2018 | exercises in being here

To recreate (in) nature

  There was a lot of driftwood and small bright blue objects with white and transparent skeletons were scattered across the wet sand. There was so much of it, all similarly shaped, and their colour seemed so out of place that I thought they were t...

20 Apr 2018 | exercises in being here

Fairytale

He built himself a house, his foundations, his stones, his walls, his roof overhead, his chimney and smoke, his view from the window. He made himself a garden, his fence, his thyme, his earthworm, his evening dew. He cut out his bit of sky above. And h...

09 Apr 2018 | exercises in being here

The labyrinth

Tomas Tranströmer:It happens rarelythat one of us really sees the other;a person shows himself for an instantas in a photograph but clearerand in the backgroundsomething that is bigger than his shadow.He's standing full-length before a mountain.It's mo...

05 Apr 2018 | exercises in being here

Shadows

On what promised to be the first really warm and sunny day of many more to come, I found a long rainjacket that looked like it was almost new and a red woolen winterdress, neatly folded, lying next to one of the garbage containers on my regular route t...