Date: 2008-11-02 11:52:02 Created: null
For those of you who think art is boring. Ladies and gentlemen, I present you with this:
That is one very large table very full of Legos of exactly one colour. We need one of these at work if at all possible. This was part of an exhbition that was part of a yearly event called Kulturnatten, and if they hadn't closed the exhibition half an hour or something after we got there we would probably still be somewhere on the far side of the table, creating weird tower-like structures. You know you're getting old when you sit down by a sea of Lego and can't really think of anything to build ...
Some day
I'll start polishing
the images I upload
more
so they look even better.
And now for something completely different ...
So, yesterday afternoon Ellen and I was taking a walk. All of a sudden a phonecall from Martin arrived in my mobile with the usual resounding lack of thud. He had happened to get three tickets to Monty Python and the Holy Grail (showing at the currently on-going film festival here) and wondered if we were interested. Free Python, and on a large screen too, can never be a bad thing, so of course we said yes.
It could be noted that, because of perhaps appropriate silliness on the side of the Swedish publishers when picking the local titles, we were for the longest time uncertain exactly which Python film we were going to see.
So we showed up at the cinema and lined up to get in. The viewing seemed very well attended for a film of this age. They kept careful count of the number of people (lo-fi counting technology, yum!), letting more in until every single seat was taken. Then, they let a bunch of "listeners" in too, saying they had to leave right after the introduction. Hmmm.
Then Terry Gilliam showed up, introduced the film and walked out again.
Weird.
I took a few pictures with my Palm, but thanks to the camera quality and light conditions the man-who-in-real-life-was-cleary-Terry-Gilliam could be just about any man above the age of fourteen or so in the final images.
Weirdest of all is of course that we probably were the only three people in the room unaware Gilliam was there, and we got our tickets for free to boot.