Monthly Archives: June 2011

Sunny

I love the winter in Belo Horizonte as much as Scandinavians love their summer.

The sun is always shining, the sky is always blue and temperatures are most agreeable. Do you see why I get so happy this time of year?

So to share my love of our winter with the lovers of summer, here’s a song that reminds me of happy moods under nice weather, Happy House, by the Belgian trio Shindu.

Dream away.

Challenge

I dare you

To take me on

I dare you

To show me your palms

What’s so scary?

Not a threat in sight!

You just can’t handle

You can’t handle love.

Words by Björk.

Images from selected sources.

Bored

Too bored for words.

Optimistic

Last week I wrote a poem which sprung from ideas that had been in my mind for years before I finally put them to words.

It speaks of all the humanness and ubiquity of homosexuality.

Then gay marriage was approved in the state of New York.

And I shall not post the poem here: it has become minor.

One might wonder, why is that so important for homosexuals around the globe?

The answer is threefold:

1. The USA are the most important and constant source of mass culture at present, and everything coming from them sparks debate and headlines.

2. New York City will now be home for gay couples from all over. No need to explain its cultural importance in the world.

3. The remarkable effort and multiple politic strategies employed by Mr Cuomo’s people to pass the bill shows how much the gay community still needs to further unite and organize itself on various levels. (See the NY Times article here)

At times like these my heart and brains are flooded with better hopes for the future.

Dans og syng

I had heard several good things on Danish singer/producer Nanna Øland Fabricius‘ project Oh Land, but never really checked it out until now.

It’s worth it:

Hav en god weekend.

Glucose

I’m tired and hung over.

My brain needs sugar and my eyes need candy. Hence:

Brazilian model Natan Machado (Ford Models). Pictures by my friend Daniela Nogueira.

Via MadeInBrazil.

Hunger

To flirt with danger is a very accurate description of the feeling: peril is as exciting as a novel prey in the enticing eyes of the sensation hunter.

Letting go of oneself is not always a positive move:  it has consequences.

Learning where to draw the line in one’s life is a pure form of art.

Boundlessness is utopic.

And so attractive.