Welcome to 2019! This is Macondo, a café at Boxhagener Platz which reminds me of the Berlin cafés/bars back in the late 2000s. Love to sit there and people watch. And I love this picture, there’s something bohemic about it that appeals to me. Something makes me think about one of my favourite instagram accounts. The coffees were horrible though, cause the waiter mistook oat milk for soy milk and soy milk is the devil’s invention. But my bad, I didn’t ask him for a new one.
This was the first picture I ever posted of Elvis, I had been in Luleå over xmas and met him for the first time. A 10.5 years old golden retriever who I fell in love with at first sight. I wish he could tell me stories from his life before living at my mum’s & Thomas’s place. In a way he does – the first times I met him, I wasn’t allowed to go near his face. These days, he plays with my arm, I can kiss him and hug him. I wonder what happened to him, it takes a lot of trust before he lets you in.
Thomas, Elvis’s new dad, gave me a new camera body for my birthday. It’s a Canon 6D Mark II and I love it. My old one (30D) was completely worn out. Thank you, Thomas, you’re a hero.
My family threw me a surprise party for my 40th bday. This is dad and Johan.
Once upon a time I worked here a Summer, it was in 1996 and I had just met the man I was going to marry the year after. It was a time of being madly in love and completely bored working. Time moved so fast and so slow. After our divorce, we went through our pictures together and I remember him saying Sandra, those pictures don’t show the hard times, only the happy times, we had such difficult times. We did, I wasn’t always wonderful to be with, I could be awful because of deep depressions (and come on, who takes pictures when so sad you want to die?). People around me used to say He’s so kind, can’t you just be happy for his sake? It was very difficult to hear, I felt so ashamed for not always feeling well. In 2013, someone left me an “anonymous” comment when I wrote about how I met Johan, something about me not mentioning being married before and that I broke his heart. I guess my ex husband forgot to inform this person how to trace IP numbers, there were hundreds of visits from this specific place. When I think about my ex, I prefer to think about all the wonderful times we had together, the intense love we felt for each other, us laughing, his instense and real smile (a woman at the toy store where he used to go as a kid once saw him as a grown-up and said Oh, it’s you with the happy eyes!). Of course I’m sorry about the bad times, but who wants to stay in the past and feel bad about those?
Johan and I started 2019 having meetings over coffee every monday and talk about our plans for the week. This is at Shakespeare & Sons. I recently gave this phone to my mum and she insisted on keeping the stickers.
Another monday, another meeting. This is at Michelberger Hotel.
January is a good month.
We finally put up shelves for some of our books. Will do something about them this year, buy oak (or some other hard wood) planks and make the shelves twice the size, cause we have too many books lying around. Too many books, what am I saying? Such a thing doesn’t exist, right? January – March, I drank extremely little alcohol and ended up reading 20 books instead of meeting friends in bars. It did wonders to me, both mentally and physically. Thank you, friends, for wanting to meet for coffee more often these days.
Oh hello, Korpilombolo. More pictures from xmas in Sweden. We went to my aunt and her boyfriend and had amazing dinner and vodka from big drinking glasses, that’s the way you drink up there.
My mum and I took a walk to the local supermarket with the amazing name We-Hå:s. The building in this picture is abandoned though.
Korpilombolo is above the arctic circle, so there’s just an hour of dusk and dawn at the same time. The sun doesn’t make it above the horizon.
Back in Berlin, we had a monday meeting at Salumeria Lamuri in Kreuzberg. An italian place situated in the most beautiful place with original tiles from the early 1900s.
Back home, I had made this pair of Wrist Worms, maybe I should make more? The colour is so good. The candle holder is called Royal Krona, a Swedish classic from the 1960s. The plates come from a local thrift store, they were 50 cents each but the guy gave them to me for free. The bowl to the right is from my sister.
January 2019 (and late December 2018) looked good in pictures.