Showing posts with label city. Show all posts
Showing posts with label city. Show all posts

Sunday, February 9, 2014

the luck of the unplanned



I was really lucky to have been given the opportunity to attend a workshop in Zagreb last weekend, and due to the timings of available flights, I had a good chunk of time to explore the city. Being that it was also my birthday, Pedro came along— searching for Zagreb's feathered residents while I learned about Service Learning.



Everything was so... clean. The streets were litter-free, public spaces well-kept, people looked put together, there was an absence of traffic, no one was screaming... it was wonderful. Granted I was a tourist, and only seeing it in a frozen February when most people were huddling indoors, but it really seemed to be a peaceful and orderly city. The architecture was beautiful and there were cafés everywhere, and there appeared to be a museum for everything (including one for broken relationships— but we'll get to that later). I was enchanted.



While in Zagreb, we packed in as many museum visits as possible— and were fortunate to have arrived in time for Croatia's ninth annual Night of the Museums, when nearly all museums in the country are free from six in the evening until one in the morning. Having researched and planned nothing before setting foot off the plane, everything seemed fortuitous; we had no idea what to expect and were in a constant state of happy surprise. Sometimes, this might just be one of the best ways to travel!



Museum lovers, get ready for some photos!

Sunday, December 4, 2011

flesh into stone



Muscles, flesh, and ribs, conquering heroes and goddesses...
One imagines their chests expand with inhalations at night.

Monday, June 27, 2011

la grand-place



Often hailed as the most beautiful square in Europe, La Grande-Place is 68 by 110 metres of utter gorgeousness. I have yet to visit all the squares in Europe, but I must say, this is a very special place. Figures frozen in stone stand on almost every building's façade, golden accents shine brightly in contrast with the grey of the stone and the sky— which is so frequently grey in Belgium. The magnificent Town Hall and its surrounding guild houses mostly date from the early 17th century and offer a glimpse into the city's cultural life at the time.


I remember walking the square with my grandad.
I wore a red shirt, he was in plaid.

Sunday, November 21, 2010

the greys of copenhagen



I was unprepared for just how cold Denmark is in November. I know it's Scandinavia and it's almost winter, so I had packed every sweater I could fit into my little suitcase, but my goodness! The thought of sketching outdoors made me shudder, and I was not in the mood to draw— which I feel bad about now but you just can't force it.



Even in the freezing rain, Copenhagen is stunning. It's quite a big city, and with the daylight hours being so short, I pretty much ran through the streets to try and see what I could in the time I had, while I could still feel my fingers and toes!

Sunday, September 27, 2009

drama

This is what 6:30 looked like on Friday morning.

This is what 6:30 looks like, Sunday evening.