In the passage leading into the Geek Girls, I found this. And I was not even going to post it here because it is written in Swedish, and that's no fun outside of Scandinavia. But I posted in on Flickr, and from the response and number of people linking to it and leaving little messages, I see that we need to talk.
Copenhagen is nice
if you don't want to be a part of it
I could go for days without
speaking with a soul
I loved the bars in my neighbourhood
and the moon here is
the most beautiful thing
you can live a life here
It breaks my heart that people walk around Copenhagen feeling invisible and alone. Like it wouldn't matter if they were here or not. To the Swedish person writing this I can only say that it can be the same if you are a native. We are not picky that way. I don't know how we got to this point, and I certainly don't think it has always been like this. Maybe it is a fear of sticking our noses where it don't belong, because I don't believe it is about ill will at all.
Just the other day when I was photographing a detail on the street, a young boy walked by me. He must have been about 12 years old, and his face was hard and red and swollen from crying, everything about his walk told me his was hurting. And I still think I should have done something, talked to him, asked if I could help in any way. But he walked so fast, and I was still stepping on my own toes, trying to think of an approach, as he turned the corner and disappeared... I really think we need to talk to each other more, and show that we care. I'll go first by ending this post with a nice tour of the streets. Nobody are allowed to leave this blog feeling depressed ever again, if I have anything to say about it!
The music venue Stengade that was first doomed and closed, but is now back from the dead in a new outfit, dressed up as a huge sound system. I love it, but I also know it will be painted over a hundred times already by this time next year.