31 December 2014

It's a wrap

I wasn’t going to cover up the statue of the Young People Sitting, this time. They are in the epicenter of the biggest outdoor gathering on New Year's Eve at midnight, with bonfires and the occasional graffiti, mostly on the bridge itself (ugh!), but sometimes the statues are vandalized too. As the day progressed, I had second thoughts, and stopped by my friends on the bridge corner, to say hello. And I knew I had to act. But what to do? These guys are bigger than you think, wrapping them takes a certain quantity of... something.

My friends

Meanwhile, across the street on the other bridge corner, someone forgot to clean up after themselves, leaving behind a shitty, collapsed pavilion. I have been passing this garbage for the past week, cursing the offenders. Ugh. Or. Wait a minute....

(post-peeling, obviously, haha)

Tarpaulin.... cover... bingo! I peeled it off, and dragged it across the street, and within minutes, my friends were covered up, to the degree of being invisible.

Young People Sitting, Ninja Version

Young People Sitting, Ninja Edition.

If you only knew how happy I feel right now. This is definitely better than nothing. I’ll stop by and tie it up later. Fingers crossed that it works.

Not covering up my friends? What was I thinking? 

Happy new year to you all. See you in 2015.

Link fest:

24 December 2014

Hugs and hats

This year’s jule greeting is courtesy of the Nile decorator. Is it one person, or more? Either way, if you are decorating the Nile, you are the Nile decorator to me. It has been a while since the kids were pimped, I am happy to se this particular tradition kept alive (here's a look at the elf version 2012, compare this to our current ten plus degrees, whoa).

The Nile, elf version

The Nile, elf version
 The Nile, elf version

The tradition of adding little things to our statues, like flowers and costumes are a token of love and appreciation. Classic Copenhagen.

The Nile, elf version
 The Nile, elf version

The Nile, elf version

Happy holidays and big jule hugs for everyone.

23 December 2014

The night before jul

Something is different this time: jul is no longer painful. I think we have finally made friends. Clue number one was a couple of weeks ago, when I salvaged a tiny potted Christmas tree that someone had thrown out. Then, I went out and bought it a tiny elf, to keep it company. They are sitting in my kitchen window, reminding me how far we have come. 

Actually, it is hard to believe it is even the 23rd of December today. The temperatures are more like fall, and some trees even still have leaves, nature must be so frustrated. It would be cosy with snow, but I am relieved that they are not salting everything to death. It's one less thing to worry about.

Up on the bridge corner, the Christmas tree seller is back in business, stacking them so close that you almost get the feeling of being in a small forest.





Even cut off, trees have a calming effect, working as a buffer from traffic and stress.


The cosiest part of this season is not how they decorate the shopping streets, but the little non-profit surprises popping up here and there. Like this initiative by the prison fence, encouraging you to leave a greeting for the inmates. 

Merry Christmas.

Or Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer, pleading with maniac drivers to slow down.

Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer

Take care of Rudolph

Watch out for our Rudolph.

As I took these pictures, a woman in an SUV came racing around the corner, bumping into a pedestrian. He smacked his hands on the hood and let out a loud yell, but fortunately he was alright (a child might not have been, though). Proving the urgent need for this sign.

I found one more cosy greeting from the streets, but I am saving it for tomorrow. For now, rest your eyes on my new friends, the tiny rescued jule tree and the armless elf.

We have come a long way.


14 December 2014

10 December 2014

Merry wheel

A couple of weeks ago, our mayor made a proud update to his social media accounts, of the selection and felling of a beautiful old fir, from the forest. We are talking eight tonnes worth of magnificent tree, cut off to decorate a square for a month. Heartbreaking. I know that I am peeing on the parade here, and it is not my intention to hurt anyone’s feelings, but can’t we try and figure out a less destructive way to celebrate this season?

It turns out, we can. In Enghaveparken on Vesterbro a new Jule tradition is born: The people of Flydende By (Floating City) built the coolest Juletree out of salvaged bike wheels. They call it a Hjuletræ (a wheel tree), which in Danish is pronounced almost the same as jul (Christmas). In their own words they hope to inspire Vesterbro to appreciate the value of recycling and creating sustainable and beautiful environments together.

Hjuletræ / Wheeltree / Christmas tree

It lights up too, if you push the pedals on the attached bikes. I should have brought the staff, dammit. 

Hjuletræ / Wheeltree / Christmas tree

Imagine this all lit up, oh. 

Hjuletræ / Wheeltree / Christmas tree

Discarded spray cans are used for lights. I had a playground mom help me out here, to give you an idea of the magic:

Hjuletræ / Wheeltree / Christmas tree

The only parts not recycled on this tree, are the LED-lights. Utter coolness.

Hjuletræ / Wheeltree / Christmas tree

The bike parts are donated by Buddha Bikes, who collect, recycle and restore abandoned bikes found in the city. The pedal powered Christmas tree is around until December 29th, after which it will be taken apart, and the pieces used for other projects. 

Hjuletræ / Wheeltree / Christmas tree

Maybe I will have to round up a few friends, and have them work the pedals, for the perfect shoot? Any volunteers?


28 November 2014

Old chapter, new chapter

In an attempt to prioritise my time and energy, and spend it where it does the most good, I have decided to terminate Classic Copenhagen's Facebook page. It frustrates me that only a small fraction of those who follow it, get the updates, due to Facebook algorithms, and overall it just seems like a huge waste of time. Instead, I have made an Instagram account, the perfect place for all the contestants that don't make it to a post. I call it random observations by a hungry eye. Lots of little, big things, street art, bike action, lake porn and car lurking. You know the drill.

Maybe I will see you there?

On instragram: @sandrahoj

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24 November 2014

Happy metal

First off: thank you for all the cosy comments and inspiring requests on the birthday post. They were so good, I am going to try them all out, and see what works. And if you are late to the game, just keep them coming, I am all ears.

As what I can only consider a birthday present, someone installed a pair of friends on the bridge. A set of welded iron sculptures doubling as crazy cool street art furniture. I spotted them in the fading daylight, and begged them to hang in at least until the next day, for a proper portrait. Bolted to the benches and holding each other's hands tight, they promised to stay.



(Is it just me, or does this big mouth remind you of somebody else's, that you know? Haha.)

Look at these sweet, happy faces? Oh!


A nice firm hat, I think you can sit on that? I am seriously considering calling the city and ask if they could leave them be, at least for a little while. Not that it would necessarily have any effect, but it can’t hurt to try.



Despite the medium and the locking business, I don’t think Tejn made these guys. The style is so different and besides he signs his work. Let me know if you know, credit is due.


Sweet friends. Thank you for staying put.

15 November 2014


Classic Copenhagen turns five today, can you believe it? I know some of you have been along from the early years, and I also know that many of you have a special bond with Copenhagen. Some of you live here, some of you used to live here, maybe for work or studies, and now stay in touch with Copenhagen through my blog. I wish I could have you all over for birthday cake and red soda. 

Instead, I will let you decide a spot in Copenhagen that you would like me to photograph for you, and make a post about it. Maybe a place that holds a special meaning, or just a view of Copenhagen from a certain building, or a place you would like to visit, if you were here. Your wish is my command. Just leave your instructions in the comments section, where and why, and I will pick at least one. Are you game?

Birthday cake for Classic Copenhagen
Happy birthday, sweet blog!


13 November 2014

Afloat in a sea of grey

I want to clench my fists and yell profanities at the sky. Uncontrollably. F*ck it very much for drowning me in a sea of grey, drained of color, contrast and life. Days start on dim, and stays there until around three in the afternoon, at which point it fades to black. It’s the dungeon again, of course. I still haven’t found a way to get through it in one piece. Although little, big things like a magic crystal ball lens, helps.

Crystal lens

Irma strip

Chrystal ball lens 
And Queen Louises Bridge bike lane.

Tree bombing by the lakes. 

Tree bombing by the lakes

Someone is trying to make a point, that we need more trees. This one won't survive, right there. Hopefully they will move it later, it would be a pity if it died before it had a chance to grow. Not too many swans left either, in this lake. Probably due to heavy human spam.

Guerrilla gardening

A few ballsy swans stick around, and one of them likes to keep an eye on me. ♥


Whatcha doin'?

Nothing much, my birdy friend. Just trying to stay afloat, you know how it is.

Fogged up
Fogged up.