Winter at Assistens Cemetery

February 1st, 2010

Assistens Kirkegården, snevejr

Assistens Kirkegården, snevejr

Assistens Kirkegården gravsten

Assistens Kirkegården solskin

Assistens Kirkegården grantræ solskin

Assistens Kirkegården gravsten

Assistens Kirkegården julekugle træ

Assistens Kirkegården julekugler pynt

Assistens Kirkegården gren med sne

Assistens Kirkegården statue kvinde

Assistens Kirkegården statue trist dame

Assistens Kirkegården små bær

A very snowy saturday afternoon I took a walk at the Assistens Cemetery. It was established in 1760 outside of the walls of Copenhagen, which then grew around the Cemetary, and became Nørrebro, a district of Copenhagen. Nørrebro is a multi-ethnic part of the city with a lot of shops and restaurants, people and noise everywhere – when one enters the quiet grounds of the cemetery all sounds of the city disappears, and you can find a place to breathe – – – – – in the middle of a busy city.

Poets, Musicians and Writers

The cemetery is still in use, but most of the people burried here are famous poets, writers, musicians and business people: H.C. Andersen (writer), Niels Bohr (scientist and Nobel Prize winner) and Søren Kierkegaard lies next to American jazz musicians Kenny Drew and Ben Webster.

For larger sizes of the photos , please visite my flickr account.

Don’t Steal My Books

January 30th, 2010

illustration books girl

My Orange Favourites

January 24th, 2010

This week I bought one of these bad guys – a photo tent. I made my own little setup in the livingroom with the help of some desk lamps, and took the photos below. They were edited a bit – mostly the background and exposure, which I guess is because my lamps aren’t powerful enough. The next gadget on my photogear-wish list is some good lamps.

The theme this week is orange, as you may have guessed. The orange wooden cat is an heirloom from my grandparents. She once had a tail, a string – and a full face – but many years of kids with greasy hands have given her a bit of patina, you might say. Now she resides in my windowsill.