tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-44145015271902039202011-11-07T10:50:16.383-08:00melanie og jannickehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00040366011985131044noreply@blogger.comBlogger3961100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4414501527190203920.post-79377560932671044512011-10-20T11:20:00.000-07:002011-11-07T10:50:16.456-08:00a bit more active here:<br />http://iluftenmedlydene.tumblr.com/<br /><br />I needed a new start<br />here: http://www.betweenhickups.blogspot.com/<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4414501527190203920-7937756093267104451?l=thismondaymorningwalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jannickehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06523903944907214759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4414501527190203920.post-48059572375818313132011-08-11T13:45:00.000-07:002011-08-11T14:19:32.660-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.tumblr.com/photo/1280/8430327566/1/tumblr_lpd0dfc1Dg1qzun8o"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 1280px; height: 800px;" src="http://www.tumblr.com/photo/1280/8430327566/1/tumblr_lpd0dfc1Dg1qzun8o" border="0" alt="" /></a> <br /> <br /><a href="http://9-eyes.com/">fantastic stills from google earth / street view / google maps <br /></a> <br /> <br /> <br />(the title of the blogpost is a part of the lyrics from my song <a href="http://www.myspace.com/disorientedami">"accept no substitute"</a>) <br /> <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4414501527190203920-4805957237581831313?l=thismondaymorningwalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jannickehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06523903944907214759noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4414501527190203920.post-5258660647847977392011-07-06T15:21:00.001-07:002011-07-15T09:27:20.054-07:00the bed sitting room from 1962 is a surrealistic and dark british cult comedy. extremely entertaining! the whole film is available on youtube..<br /><iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/7AVBEwTIfDM" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4414501527190203920-525866064784797739?l=thismondaymorningwalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jannickehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06523903944907214759noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4414501527190203920.post-31316142438020971582011-06-27T03:59:00.001-07:002011-06-27T04:00:13.820-07:00<iframe width="560" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/jsuQUP1lfDA" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe><br /><br />timber timbres album creep on creeping on is really really good. if you havent heard of him, you should also check out his first/last album.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4414501527190203920-3131614243802097158?l=thismondaymorningwalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jannickehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06523903944907214759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4414501527190203920.post-35043681700286382612011-06-27T03:47:00.000-07:002011-06-27T03:52:03.951-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IXo9ZB31CQk/TghguVkVICI/AAAAAAAABHc/qAkBrNAwHjk/s1600/Skjermbilde%2B2011-06-27%2Bkl.%2B12.50.53.png"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 238px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IXo9ZB31CQk/TghguVkVICI/AAAAAAAABHc/qAkBrNAwHjk/s400/Skjermbilde%2B2011-06-27%2Bkl.%2B12.50.53.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622850483951837218" /></a><br /><a href="http://www.layerslondon.com/womanswear/damir_doma/">I like this webshop very much.</a><br />most of the time I keep falling in love with boys clothing, but this webshop has a lot of great design also for women.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4414501527190203920-3504368170028638261?l=thismondaymorningwalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jannickehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06523903944907214759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4414501527190203920.post-8172198813902986522011-06-27T03:38:00.000-07:002011-06-27T03:39:15.811-07:00<iframe src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/25615767?title=0&amp;byline=0&amp;portrait=0" width="400" height="225" frameborder="0"></iframe><p><a href="http://vimeo.com/25615767">DAMIR DOMA - Mens S/S 2012</a> from <a href="http://vimeo.com/damirdoma">Damir Doma</a> on <a href="http://vimeo.com">Vimeo</a>.</p><br /><br />via style.dk<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4414501527190203920-817219881390298652?l=thismondaymorningwalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jannickehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06523903944907214759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4414501527190203920.post-63832023480844841242011-06-01T02:18:00.001-07:002011-06-01T02:21:02.458-07:00in 20 days patrick wolfs new album 'lupercalia' will be released. a couple of his new songs are available through different blogs <a href="http://hypem.com/#!/search/patrick%20wolf/1/">here</a>. <br /><br /><iframe width="560" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/3hBJIbSScBM" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4414501527190203920-6383202348084484124?l=thismondaymorningwalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jannickehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06523903944907214759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4414501527190203920.post-35453332595720067892011-06-01T01:58:00.001-07:002011-06-01T02:10:36.155-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://collider.com/wp-content/uploads/melancholia-movie-image-kirsten-dunst-slice-01.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 600px; height: 200px;" src="http://collider.com/wp-content/uploads/melancholia-movie-image-kirsten-dunst-slice-01.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br />watch melancholia, and if you understand norwegian, <a href="http://vaagnes.wordpress.com/">read this afterwards</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4414501527190203920-3545333259572006789?l=thismondaymorningwalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jannickehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06523903944907214759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4414501527190203920.post-5050288810093575362011-06-01T01:49:00.000-07:002011-06-01T03:20:22.865-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ug6RHwzFEKE/TeX9e1Q1K2I/AAAAAAAABHQ/v0dqvmuBCsY/s1600/Skjermbilde%2B2011-06-01%2Bkl.%2B10.48.04.png"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 352px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ug6RHwzFEKE/TeX9e1Q1K2I/AAAAAAAABHQ/v0dqvmuBCsY/s400/Skjermbilde%2B2011-06-01%2Bkl.%2B10.48.04.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613171216722766690" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://www.oki-ni.com/page/home/">OKI-NI</a> < 3<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4414501527190203920-505028881009357536?l=thismondaymorningwalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jannickehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06523903944907214759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4414501527190203920.post-36410877949209536272011-06-01T01:28:00.005-07:002011-06-01T01:28:34.554-07:00<div style="text-align: left; padding: 3px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/luxxylux/4950274225/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4145/4950274225_3a3a272e0e.jpg" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" alt="" /></a><br /><span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/luxxylux/4950274225/">Ashik Kerib (1988)</a>, originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/luxxylux/">MEL▲PAGET</a>.</span></div><p></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4414501527190203920-3641087794920953627?l=thismondaymorningwalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jannickehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06523903944907214759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4414501527190203920.post-49298451797185852142011-06-01T01:28:00.003-07:002011-06-01T01:28:23.883-07:00<div style="text-align: left; padding: 3px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/luxxylux/4981654452/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4130/4981654452_6543de2d7c.jpg" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" alt="" /></a><br /><span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/luxxylux/4981654452/">Untitled</a>, originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/luxxylux/">MEL▲PAGET</a>.</span></div><p></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4414501527190203920-4929845179718585214?l=thismondaymorningwalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jannickehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06523903944907214759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4414501527190203920.post-23923816051846446462011-06-01T01:28:00.001-07:002011-06-01T01:28:18.379-07:00<div style="text-align: left; padding: 3px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/luxxylux/4983525271/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4149/4983525271_cd2d47de57.jpg" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" alt="" /></a><br /><span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/luxxylux/4983525271/">MASK</a>, originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/luxxylux/">MEL▲PAGET</a>.</span></div><p></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4414501527190203920-2392381605184644646?l=thismondaymorningwalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jannickehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06523903944907214759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4414501527190203920.post-8420210320462215322011-06-01T01:19:00.001-07:002011-06-01T01:19:05.708-07:00<div style="text-align: left; padding: 3px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/thismightbeawkward5/5422439466/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5131/5422439466_cff188451a.jpg" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" alt="" /></a><br /><span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/thismightbeawkward5/5422439466/">.</a>, originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/thismightbeawkward5/">Häre</a>.</span></div><p></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4414501527190203920-842021032046221532?l=thismondaymorningwalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jannickehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06523903944907214759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4414501527190203920.post-53488793779682599002011-06-01T01:18:00.005-07:002011-06-01T01:18:57.129-07:00<div style="text-align: left; padding: 3px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/thismightbeawkward5/5429376530/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5140/5429376530_6c0f8c5371.jpg" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" alt="" /></a><br /><span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/thismightbeawkward5/5429376530/">.</a>, originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/thismightbeawkward5/">Häre</a>.</span></div><p></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4414501527190203920-5348879377968259900?l=thismondaymorningwalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jannickehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06523903944907214759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4414501527190203920.post-72520682965921734732011-06-01T01:18:00.003-07:002011-06-01T01:18:48.477-07:00<div style="text-align: left; padding: 3px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/thismightbeawkward5/5558786485/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5185/5558786485_51c8e5bf8a.jpg" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" alt="" /></a><br /><span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/thismightbeawkward5/5558786485/">.</a>, originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/thismightbeawkward5/">Häre</a>.</span></div><p></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4414501527190203920-7252068296592173473?l=thismondaymorningwalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jannickehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06523903944907214759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4414501527190203920.post-69036058231882142962011-06-01T01:18:00.001-07:002011-06-01T01:18:23.930-07:00<div style="text-align: left; padding: 3px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/thismightbeawkward5/5706096153/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2379/5706096153_fc1c8787d3.jpg" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" alt="" /></a><br /><span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/thismightbeawkward5/5706096153/">.</a>, originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/thismightbeawkward5/">Häre</a>.</span></div><p></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4414501527190203920-6903605823188214296?l=thismondaymorningwalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jannickehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06523903944907214759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4414501527190203920.post-78072995333868922652011-06-01T01:17:00.001-07:002011-06-01T01:17:19.347-07:00<div style="text-align: left; padding: 3px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/thismightbeawkward5/5777837837/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5182/5777837837_344705dcba.jpg" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" alt="" /></a><br /><span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/thismightbeawkward5/5777837837/">.</a>, originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/thismightbeawkward5/">Häre</a>.</span></div><p></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4414501527190203920-7807299533386892265?l=thismondaymorningwalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jannickehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06523903944907214759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4414501527190203920.post-15999230372055401312011-06-01T01:15:00.003-07:002011-06-01T01:15:53.417-07:00<div style="text-align: left; padding: 3px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/thismightbeawkward5/5775069105/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2675/5775069105_abc347984e.jpg" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" alt="" /></a><br /><span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/thismightbeawkward5/5775069105/">.</a>, originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/thismightbeawkward5/">Häre</a>.</span></div><p></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4414501527190203920-1599923037205540131?l=thismondaymorningwalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jannickehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06523903944907214759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4414501527190203920.post-90424692204497211052011-06-01T01:15:00.001-07:002011-06-01T01:15:26.445-07:00<div style="text-align: left; padding: 3px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/thismightbeawkward5/5755888881/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5068/5755888881_b14eb0d84e.jpg" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" alt="" /></a><br /><span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/thismightbeawkward5/5755888881/">.</a>, originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/thismightbeawkward5/">Häre</a>.</span></div><p></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4414501527190203920-9042469220449721105?l=thismondaymorningwalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jannickehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06523903944907214759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4414501527190203920.post-80595184778662177752011-04-15T08:54:00.003-07:002011-04-15T08:54:21.234-07:00<div style="text-align: left; padding: 3px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/juliafjelddalen/5352355779/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5248/5352355779_0ec45083e3.jpg" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" alt="" /></a><br /><span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/juliafjelddalen/5352355779/">Untitled</a>, originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/juliafjelddalen/">Julia Fjelddalen</a>.</span></div><p></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4414501527190203920-8059518477866217775?l=thismondaymorningwalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jannickehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06523903944907214759noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4414501527190203920.post-71447693014061253962011-04-15T08:53:00.005-07:002011-04-15T08:53:37.502-07:00<div style="text-align: left; padding: 3px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/juliafjelddalen/5352964750/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5008/5352964750_4b25523d0f.jpg" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" alt="" /></a><br /><span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/juliafjelddalen/5352964750/">Untitled</a>, originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/juliafjelddalen/">Julia Fjelddalen</a>.</span></div><p></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4414501527190203920-7144769301406125396?l=thismondaymorningwalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jannickehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06523903944907214759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4414501527190203920.post-46135048078059277742011-04-15T08:53:00.003-07:002011-04-15T08:53:29.185-07:00<div style="text-align: left; padding: 3px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/juliafjelddalen/5352962864/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5288/5352962864_6257967f6e.jpg" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" alt="" /></a><br /><span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/juliafjelddalen/5352962864/">Untitled</a>, originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/juliafjelddalen/">Julia Fjelddalen</a>.</span></div><p></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4414501527190203920-4613504807805927774?l=thismondaymorningwalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jannickehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06523903944907214759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4414501527190203920.post-89915359317639726752011-04-15T08:47:00.001-07:002011-04-15T08:47:32.982-07:00<div style="text-align: left; padding: 3px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/carolinelytskjold/5618475571/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5142/5618475571_b0d18c760a.jpg" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" alt="" /></a><br /><span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/carolinelytskjold/5618475571/">Untitled</a>, originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/carolinelytskjold/">caroline lytskjold</a>.</span></div><p></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4414501527190203920-8991535931763972675?l=thismondaymorningwalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jannickehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06523903944907214759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4414501527190203920.post-57816368021484368842011-04-10T13:11:00.001-07:002011-04-10T13:11:57.772-07:00<iframe src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/22072654?title=0&amp;byline=0&amp;portrait=0&amp;color=ffffff" width="400" height="225" frameborder="0"></iframe><p><a href="http://vimeo.com/22072654">Melancholia</a> from <a href="http://vimeo.com/zentropa">Zentropa</a> on <a href="http://vimeo.com">Vimeo</a>.</p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4414501527190203920-5781636802148436884?l=thismondaymorningwalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jannickehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06523903944907214759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4414501527190203920.post-62537099039584842882011-04-10T12:51:00.000-07:002011-04-10T12:58:18.939-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q4NESKbw4xs/TaILP_KRLYI/AAAAAAAABHI/b3z9uhDkcYc/s1600/Skjermbilde%2B2011-04-10%2Bkl.%2B21.28.57.png"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 337px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q4NESKbw4xs/TaILP_KRLYI/AAAAAAAABHI/b3z9uhDkcYc/s400/Skjermbilde%2B2011-04-10%2Bkl.%2B21.28.57.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594046056428023170" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HZ7CmHPCdR8/TaILPiGx7sI/AAAAAAAABHA/eoyRcQe0WiA/s1600/Skjermbilde%2B2011-04-10%2Bkl.%2B21.25.29.png"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 334px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HZ7CmHPCdR8/TaILPiGx7sI/AAAAAAAABHA/eoyRcQe0WiA/s400/Skjermbilde%2B2011-04-10%2Bkl.%2B21.25.29.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594046048628764354" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k2WcrVeJB14/TaILPOEUvJI/AAAAAAAABG4/c_AB6QOApM8/s1600/Skjermbilde%2B2011-04-10%2Bkl.%2B21.25.01.png"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k2WcrVeJB14/TaILPOEUvJI/AAAAAAAABG4/c_AB6QOApM8/s400/Skjermbilde%2B2011-04-10%2Bkl.%2B21.25.01.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594046043249753234" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aYSj_Co1A1w/TaILOkJy6bI/AAAAAAAABGw/4LA_tpwCKxg/s1600/Skjermbilde%2B2011-04-10%2Bkl.%2B21.24.30.png"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 298px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aYSj_Co1A1w/TaILOkJy6bI/AAAAAAAABGw/4LA_tpwCKxg/s400/Skjermbilde%2B2011-04-10%2Bkl.%2B21.24.30.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594046031998413234" /></a><br />images from www.shopstandingup.us<br /><br />safety pin: bless<br />shoes: LD Tuttle<br />bag: martin margiela MM6<br />ring: martin margiela MM6<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4414501527190203920-6253709903958484288?l=thismondaymorningwalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jannickehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06523903944907214759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4414501527190203920.post-23487424221982021922011-04-10T12:04:00.000-07:002011-04-15T08:40:50.228-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i389.photobucket.com/albums/oo337/13689465/was%20images/was3-2.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 600px; height: 349px;" src="http://i389.photobucket.com/albums/oo337/13689465/was%20images/was3-2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i389.photobucket.com/albums/oo337/13689465/shopwasimg/100E2145600x451.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 600px; height: 451px;" src="http://i389.photobucket.com/albums/oo337/13689465/shopwasimg/100E2145600x451.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i389.photobucket.com/albums/oo337/13689465/shopwasimg/100E2527600x447.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 600px; height: 447px;" src="http://i389.photobucket.com/albums/oo337/13689465/shopwasimg/100E2527600x447.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i389.photobucket.com/albums/oo337/13689465/shopwasimg/100_4017600x450.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 600px; height: 450px;" src="http://i389.photobucket.com/albums/oo337/13689465/shopwasimg/100_4017600x450.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br />my favourite place to shop jewellery online is at http://shopwithasianstereotypes.blogspot.com<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4414501527190203920-2348742422198202192?l=thismondaymorningwalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jannickehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06523903944907214759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4414501527190203920.post-73407790142374146952011-04-10T11:59:00.001-07:002011-06-01T02:17:05.360-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://www.idontlikemondays.us/Merchant2/inventory/savant_bralette_am.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 350px; height: 420px;" src="https://www.idontlikemondays.us/Merchant2/inventory/savant_bralette_am.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br />I bought this bralette a while ago from the <a href="http://www.idontlikemondays.us/page/IDLM/PROD/WOMENS-ACCESSORIES/09010203">i dont like mondays</a> webshop. I absolutely adore it.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4414501527190203920-7340779014237414695?l=thismondaymorningwalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jannickehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06523903944907214759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4414501527190203920.post-85565081439746293312011-04-04T12:39:00.000-07:002011-04-10T13:01:03.792-07:00<iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Ui7e2bIO6mY" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe><br /><br />such great theatre.<br /><3<br /><br /><iframe title="YouTube video player" width="640" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/GkqEGo4a8og" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe><br /><br /><iframe title="YouTube video player" width="640" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ezPOke4ZDGM" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4414501527190203920-8556508143974629331?l=thismondaymorningwalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jannickehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06523903944907214759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4414501527190203920.post-21384711885770645982011-03-29T04:07:00.000-07:002011-03-29T04:27:23.467-07:00<iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/zKEMPdheCR0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe><br /><br />I made two playlists for my favourite record companies:<br /><br /><a href="http://open.spotify.com/user/nickedukke/playlist/6heU5Vwi3EvD5jKev81s7W">UPSET THE RHYTM<br /></a> (artists like BARR, xiu xiu, high places, no age etc)<br /><br /><a href="http://open.spotify.com/user/nickedukke/playlist/24uMeAR1lfneZnfaJrCZMC">ERASED TAPES<br /></a>(artists like worlds end girlfriend, olafur arnalds, nils frahm and finn.)<br /><br /><iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/KE6jAhsWptg" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4414501527190203920-2138471188577064598?l=thismondaymorningwalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jannickehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06523903944907214759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4414501527190203920.post-72192067793576144202011-02-07T14:17:00.000-08:002011-02-08T12:16:00.539-08:00Det har nettopp vært filmfestival i Gøteborg. Jeg var på noen filmvisninger og tenkte jeg ville skrive litt om det jeg så og følte om filmene. Jeg har listet dem opp i stigende rekkefølge etter hvor godt jeg likte dem. Jeg skulle gjerne ha sett fler enn 11 filmer i løpet av festivalen, men jeg hadde skole fra 9-16 hver dag, så dette ble det jeg rakk på kveldene og helgene..<br /><br />Filmer jeg ikke så men skulle ønske i ettertid at jeg hadde fått med meg er: <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=N8Oujip3nJQ">Womb</a> & <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=O6tNdNlHPUw">Attenberg</a>. <br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;"><span style="font-style:italic;">Kóngavegur</span> av Valdís Òskarsdóttir</span><br />Fy faen for noe ræl. Jeg gikk etter 50 minutter, da det var en time igjen. Jeg har aldri reist meg og gått fra en kinosal før, men det ble jeg pent nødt til nå. Jeg lengtet mer etter et godt måltid og en kopp kaffe enn å sitte og kaste bort min dyrebare tid med noe så ekstremt borte i natta dårlig som den filmen der. <br /><br />Om dette gjør deg nysgjerrig kan de 5 første minuttene ses her (om du forstår islandsk). Det skal dog sies at de 5 første minuttene ikke er så ille, men at det hele går dowhill derfra. Anbefales altså sterkt IKKE. <br /><br /><iframe title="YouTube video player" width="640" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/4SrOrGi9imE" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe><br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;"><span style="font-style:italic;">Uncle Bonmee Who Can Recall His Past Lives</span> av Apitchatpong Weerasethakul<br /></span>Jeg sovna, så jeg kan ikke egentlig uttale meg om noe som skjedde etter den første halvtimen. Fikk også med meg prinsessen som hadde sex med fisken. En ganske så merkelig film som absolutt ikke har hastverk. Dette ble altså ganske søvndyssende for min del, men kan nok hende jeg hadde likt den om jeg hadde klart å holde meg våken.<br /><br /><iframe title="YouTube video player" width="640" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/gqlD_VnsM-k" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe><br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">9 <span style="font-style:italic;">CARLOS</span> av Olivier Assayas<br /></span>På vei inn i kinosalen sa jeg til min kompis: "Hva i all verden gjør jeg egentlig her? Jeg hater jo terroristfilmer! Den derre tyske Bader Meinhof eller hva den nå enn het var virkelig ikke opp min gate i det hele tatt, og nå er jeg på vei inn for å se en 3 timer lang berettelse om terroristen Carlos? Faen.." Dette betyr nok at jeg altså ikke har forutsetningene for å falle pladask for denne filmen eller denne typen filmer uansett. Det er av denne grunn den ikke har havnet høyere opp på listen, for <span style="font-style:italic;">så</span> dårlig er den jo faktisk ikke. Jeg syntes den begynte bra, men sklei ut mot slutten, da den led under det faktum at denne versjonen var klippet ned fra en 5 timer lang tv-serie. Det ble vanskelig å henge med, og en tysk skuespiller mot slutten gjorde det vanskelig å se på uten å vri seg i stolen. <br /><br /><iframe title="YouTube video player" width="640" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/H3QkM7uyF10" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">8 <span style="font-style:italic;">Sykt Lykkelig</span> av Anne Sewitsky</span><br />Synes dette var en helt grei film. Kanskje litt for stereotype karakterer, til tider klisjéaktig og uinteressant, men til tider oppfinnsom og overraskende. Altså, en helt grei film. At den vant i Sundance tror jeg har med språkbarrieren å gjøre, og at denne filmen antageligvis fremstår bedre for en som ikke mestrer norsk. Altså synes jeg at mye av skuespilleriet falt i ord, betoninger og timing. Dette er småplukk kanskje, men jeg holder jo på med skuespilleri hver dag så dette er jo noe av det som opptar meg mest. Spesielt en av karakterene, jeg vil ikke henge ut hvilken, spilte såpass dårlig/uekte at jeg også her nesten ble litt irritert og oppgitt. Men men for all del til tider en ganske søt film. <br /><br />Tror at filmen har valgt seg feil tittel, dog. Man antar at dette er en film for en helt annen aldersgruppe (jenter mellom 15 og 20) enn den som man vil tro at den egentlig sikter etter (kvinner mellom 30 og 60). Vil nok tro at det er derfor det ble litt feilslått første runden den hadde på norske kinoer med skuffende besøkstall.<br /><br /><iframe title="YouTube video player" width="640" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/7OjWuFaQT3M" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">7 <span style="font-style:italic;">Brím</span> av Árni Ásgeirsson<br /></span>God islandsk film! Et drama ombord på en fiskebåt, om sjøsyke --> vannvidd og selvmord. Vakkert. Kresen på skuespilleri som jeg er var jeg vel ikke super begeistret for alle karakterene, men dette ødela ikke så mye for filmen som helhet og igjen sitter man med en ganske fin film.<br /><iframe title="YouTube video player" width="640" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/uTPRRzRfTHs" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe><br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">6 <span style="font-style:italic;">Kanske i Morgon</span> av Mariken Halle<br /></span>Litt usikker på hvor jeg har denne filmen. Synes den sier mye spennende om ekte mennesker vs skuespilleri/skuespillere. Men syntes samtidig at den ikke ga skuespillerene en fair sjanse til å fremstå som ekte mennesker heller. Det var mer en slags uthengning, oppfattet jeg det som, av skuespillerkunsten. Må tenke litt til på hva det var den ville si. Jeg hadde en skuespiller på raden foran meg fra Stadsteatern i Göteborg, han var med såvidt det var i noen scener. Han satt og lo og koste seg under hele filmen. Kanskje det bare var jeg som leste den som kritikk mot skuespillerkunsten.. .Kanskje den egentlig handlet om noe helt annet. En nøtt, denne filmen her altså. En nøtt jeg ikke vet egentlig om jeg likte så godt. <br /><iframe title="YouTube video player" width="640" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/rqGMDjG0QqY" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe><br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;"> 5 <span style="font-style:italic;">Limbo</span> av Maria Sødahl<br /></span>En dyp og fin film. Jeg befant meg nok ikke akkurat i filmens målgruppe, men jeg satte stor pris på den allikevel. Flotte skuespillerprestasjoner her også, og en god historie med en nokså overraskende avslutning. <br /><iframe title="YouTube video player" width="640" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/HQX8ioMK_TY" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe><br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">4 <span style="font-style:italic;">Trolljegeren</span> av André Øvredal<br /></span>Denne filmen kommer så høyt opp på listen fordi den var så ekstremt underholdende! Skuespilleriet var kanskje ikke helt <span style="font-style:italic;">der</span> hele tiden (to av hovedkaraktene irriterte meg nesten litt. mange ganske utimede replikker med lite innlevelse og merkelige reaksjoner som var ganske seine i avtrekkeren), men det veide liksom spesialeffektene opp for. En vellaget og morsom film. <br /><iframe title="YouTube video player" width="640" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/TLEo7H9tqSM" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe><br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">3 <span style="font-style:italic;">Essential Killing</span> av Jerzy Skolimowski<br /></span>Jeg er kanskje lettkjøpt, men en film med skarp politisk brodd og noen bombastiske scener filmet i bla norsk skog og fjell har meg ganske lett. Add en FANTASTISK skuespillerprestasjon av <span style="font-weight:bold;">Vincent Gallo</span> og jeg er solgt. Etter filmen var over var jeg helt oppfylt av den, nå som det har gått noen dager har den forsvunnet ut av kroppen min litt. Må nok se den en eller to ganger til for å finne ut om den vil bli værende hos meg som en favoritt. Men en film absolutt verdt å se var det, om ikke annet enn for å se glitrende skuespilleri og vakre fjell & fjorder. <br /><iframe title="YouTube video player" width="640" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/_0CR2N4xbfQ" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe><br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">2 <span style="font-style:italic;">Blue Valentine</span> av Derek Cianfrance<br /></span>SUKK. Sånn er det. Akkurat sånn er det. Nydelig skuespill også.<br /><iframe title="YouTube video player" width="640" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/sYgr_iGATB4" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe><br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">1 <span style="font-style:italic;">A Summer Family</span> av Masaki Iwana<br /></span>Dette var filmen som virkelig vant hjertet mitt. I visse øyne kan den nok fremstå som både litt sær og merkelig. Men i mine øyne akkurat nå var den akkurat det jeg lengtet etter. Når jeg hadde begynt å tvile på min egen smak.. "Liker jeg egentlig sånne filmer som dette?" har jeg tatt meg selv i å tenke mange ganger. "Hvorfor går jeg på en film bare for at den er norsk?" Osv, osv. Da jeg så denne ble det liksom så klart for meg hva det er jeg liker. Dette er jo min smak, tenkte jeg. Lettere surrealistisk kunstfilm! Gjerne japansk, vakre bilder, dybde, dans, kunst med ord og bilder som ikke alltid er klokkeklare, men som man trenger å sitte og tenke litt/smake litt på. Visse av bildene som kommer igjen forstår man kanskje ikke hva betyr, mens man til sist plutselig kan oppdage noe man ikke har tenkt på tidligere. Sånt liker jeg. Og om jeg noensinne selv vil få gleden av å lage en film, så er det i denne retningen jeg antageligvis vil styre mot selv. Kanskje vil kinosalen være halvfull (som den var i dette tilfelle) kanskje reiser det seg ca 10 personer og går (fordi de blir støtt), men noen av dem som sitter igjen i kinosalen, noen av disse vil forhåpentligvis (i et drømmescenario) være truffet med full kraft. Kvantiteten spiller ingen rolle, kun den kvaliteten som visse vil føle, dem man nådde ut til. Dette er for meg noe av det fineste man kan oppnå. Det klarte denne filmen med meg; å nå meg/røre ved meg. Fint. <br /><br /><iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/C2R2uBsVWE4" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe><br /><br />PS Menneskene som gikk valgte å gå fordi filmen inneholdt 5 minutter med ren og skjær sex. På nært hold. Kameraer tett oppimot. Det ble rett og slett for mye for enkelte. Det er forståelig på et plan, men det ble advart mot disse sexscenene både i programmet og i traileren, så jeg ble allikevel litt overrasket over hvor sarte folk viste seg å være. De flyktet ut av kinosalen under eller etter sexscenene med bena på nakken. Nesten litt underholdende i seg.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4414501527190203920-7219206779357614420?l=thismondaymorningwalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jannickehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06523903944907214759noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4414501527190203920.post-9881950175096101442011-02-04T09:30:00.001-08:002011-02-04T09:30:21.684-08:00<div style="text-align: left; padding: 3px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/thismightbeawkward5/5412585405/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4123/5412585405_e25ee6d0e7.jpg" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" alt="" /></a><br /><span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/thismightbeawkward5/5412585405/">.</a>, originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/thismightbeawkward5/">Häre Christian</a>.</span></div><p></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4414501527190203920-988195017509610144?l=thismondaymorningwalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jannickehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06523903944907214759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4414501527190203920.post-33251576750432680222011-01-06T07:24:00.000-08:002011-01-06T07:34:52.209-08:00<blockquote>Tadeusz Kantor (6 April 1915 – 8 December 1990) was a Polish painter, assemblage artist, set designer and theatre director. Kantor is renowned for his revolutionary theatrical performances in Poland and abroad.<br /></blockquote>-wikipedia<br /><br /><object width="480" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/U0wdk3N53XY?fs=1&amp;hl=nb_NO"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/U0wdk3N53XY?fs=1&amp;hl=nb_NO" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"></embed></object><br /><br /><a href="http://home.autocom.pl/zryznar/haplife/paint-kantor.htm">more about him here</a><br /><a href="http://silhouettedsarah.blogspot.com/2008/05/theater-of-death.html">and here</a><br /><br /><object width="480" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VA8LqLx47Y8?fs=1&amp;hl=nb_NO"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VA8LqLx47Y8?fs=1&amp;hl=nb_NO" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4414501527190203920-3325157675043268022?l=thismondaymorningwalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jannickehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06523903944907214759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4414501527190203920.post-17580057061821558552011-01-06T06:25:00.000-08:002011-01-06T06:27:41.173-08:00you just gotta love these lyrics:<br /><br />We wage wars like Pascal waged wagers, <br />and its on Pascal's wager we send sergeant majors to fight, <br />it would be nice <span style="font-weight:bold;">if we took his triangle, <br />and we could find new angles more violent and wonderful, </span><br />I was thinking of saving the animals, <br />but first we save people (not animals), <br />just 'cause they're almost as rare as love through marriage, <br />do you sometimes wish that your siblings were miscarried? <br /><br />And people made evil, <br />we decide what it is and decide what it's not, <br />if you do things illegal, <br />you can be pretty sure that it would be allowed somewhere else, <br />but we're happy people, <br />so there's nothing wrong with the state of things,<br />if it's making you happy, <br />then there's nothing wrong with the state you're in. <br /><br />We get people that shout down the state, <br />and they demand justice, <br />but justice as fairness or truth; <br />as confused as the next politician<br />who tries not to lie in their impossible mission for truth to be told <br />I think most couldn't cope, <br />with broken relations to absolute nations above; <br />when you think that it's love that you bought, <br />its no longer a mystery, she was so nice to me. <br /><br />And people made evil, <br />we decide what it is and decide what it's not, <br />if you do things illegal, <br />you can be pretty sure that it would be allowed somewhere else, <br />but we're happy people, <br />so there's nothing wrong with the state of things,<br />if it's making you happy, <br />then there's nothing wrong with the state you're in. <br /><br />My horse has won; my own son. <br />Well sir, well done. I hope you had fun<br /><br /><object width="640" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5Ph9wGC6kbg?fs=1&amp;hl=nb_NO"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5Ph9wGC6kbg?fs=1&amp;hl=nb_NO" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4414501527190203920-1758005706182155855?l=thismondaymorningwalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jannickehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06523903944907214759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4414501527190203920.post-41821176260520919242011-01-03T07:27:00.000-08:002011-01-03T07:28:46.334-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_legczxZLYg1qzoyzpo1_500.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 594px;" src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_legczxZLYg1qzoyzpo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br />looking forward to this movie<br /><object width="640" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BM0A_yg8XjU?fs=1&amp;hl=nb_NO"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BM0A_yg8XjU?fs=1&amp;hl=nb_NO" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4414501527190203920-4182117626052091924?l=thismondaymorningwalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jannickehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06523903944907214759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4414501527190203920.post-67305173657980168042011-01-03T03:08:00.000-08:002011-01-03T03:09:12.027-08:00<object width="640" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DxVkI-NayiQ?fs=1&amp;hl=nb_NO"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DxVkI-NayiQ?fs=1&amp;hl=nb_NO" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"></embed></object><br /><br /><a href="http://www.myspace.com/mattiasgoransson">mer mattias här</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4414501527190203920-6730517365798016804?l=thismondaymorningwalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jannickehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06523903944907214759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4414501527190203920.post-69417267709853007642010-12-28T05:36:00.000-08:002010-12-28T05:37:43.432-08:00<object width="480" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WCF_mHKBH3k?fs=1&amp;hl=nb_NO"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WCF_mHKBH3k?fs=1&amp;hl=nb_NO" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4414501527190203920-6941726770985300764?l=thismondaymorningwalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jannickehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06523903944907214759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4414501527190203920.post-51645938973944367912010-12-27T06:20:00.000-08:002010-12-27T06:22:38.022-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_STAgwCQgYLo/TRig0ZHnolI/AAAAAAAABGk/lXM_9fMAwnc/s1600/257621784_bb8234f5e8_b-3.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_STAgwCQgYLo/TRig0ZHnolI/AAAAAAAABGk/lXM_9fMAwnc/s400/257621784_bb8234f5e8_b-3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555366962317992530" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://open.spotify.com/user/nickedukke/playlist/0VaeZw7Q4sYEz7S70Oam4U">KLIKKHER</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4414501527190203920-5164593897394436791?l=thismondaymorningwalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jannickehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06523903944907214759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4414501527190203920.post-66003930747163105542010-12-23T03:48:00.000-08:002010-12-23T03:57:32.802-08:00Patrick Wolf is releasing a new album in May 2011, until then we can enjoy this new single of his, Time of my life.<br /><object width="640" height="390"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Boyl6Iaw2Y4&hl=en_US&feature=player_embedded&version=3"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Boyl6Iaw2Y4&hl=en_US&feature=player_embedded&version=3" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" width="640" height="390"></embed></object><br /><br /><a href="http://daydreamstationmusic.com/2010/12/14/wolf-woolf/">Two nice remixes can be found and downloaded here</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4414501527190203920-6600393074716310554?l=thismondaymorningwalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jannickehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06523903944907214759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4414501527190203920.post-75727724813001496782010-12-20T06:28:00.001-08:002010-12-20T11:04:50.210-08:00I really like the drunk poems on this website: <br /><a href="http://metaphysicaldrinking.blogspot.com/">metaphysicaldrinking.blogspot.com<br /></a><br />I LOVE YOU, I MEAN, I'M SORRY<br />WHAT DID I MEAN BY "YOUR DRESS, YOUR BLACK DRESS, YOUR FACE, KNIFE ME."<br />AND SOMETIMES, THE BLACKENING OF YOU AGAINST THE DAY WOULD DRINK ME<br />UNDER THE TABLE AND WARN ME WITH A GLANCE. BUT THESE DAYS, THESE FUCKING<br />DAYS, WILL KEEP ME AND KEEP ME. <br /><br />AND I WILL KEEP THIS FACEBOOK GIFT FOREVER<br />THIS IMAGE OF A FOAM GLOVE. THIS WILL REMIND ME OF THE FALSE IDENTITIES<br />THAT YOU AND I AND EVERYONE FUCKS INTO THE SAND.<br /><br />AND RIGHT NOW I AM SHAKING AND I KEEP THINKING THAT WE ARE ONLY<br />DIRT MOVING IN VAGUELY INTERESTING WAYS.<br />-Bryan Coffelt<br /><br /><br />NO ANIMAL SHALL SLEEP IN A BED<br /><br />THIS BEING THE HEARTBREAKING STORE MANAGER IN A SHRINKING<br />PARKING LOT, SMOKING LOST TIME. TUSSLING HAIR IN SENTENCES<br />AND PULSING BOUNCED CHECKS. THIS BEING THE MOST YOU CAN<br />WEEN FROM THE SPACE BETWEEN CHEWING AND SINGING. THOUGH WHEN<br />YOU SING, IT SOUNDS FOGGY, LIKE CAR ALARMS AND BRIDGES RAISING.<br />-Bryan Coffelt<br /><br />If you click the link and then this guys name you will find links for more great poemblogs. <br /><br />One of which is http://hickoryassbags.blogspot.com/<br />where I found among others this one<br /> <br />GOD LEFT HIS LINENS IN MY PURSE<br /><br />So I settled for masturbation and mouth wash<br />and channeling the spirits of dead mice.<br /><br />Call me the sister with the hop chop,<br />the shiny shoes with the stampede sole.<br /><br />Tonight, we're totally an acid reflux hoodie<br />bumping the head out the hands stuffed.<br /><br />"Don't call it a comeback," said the lifer<br />to the guard. "I'll be gone one way."<br /><br />Sometimes your head looks like this: { }<br />which frightens me. No, it excites me.<br /><br />My wig burns. My dick frisks itself.<br />It looks like this: 8====:(((((((<br /><br />because you are not there<br /><br /><br />.....<br />and this one<br /><br />ALL YOUR FACES ARE PORNO FACES<br /><br />Sorry, I don't eat virgins, but I like how they taste.<br />I am wasted again. Someone threw me away without<br />squeezing out the last bit. It hurts like a sun-monkey,<br />this unpeeling and retrying. Momma won't you hit<br />refresh? Pet me like a snowstorm? Moose me like a<br />moose cub, raise me with a lick? Bear me like a bear<br />cub, falling down the avalanche--if it's okay with you.<br />All the blobbiness of the earth keeps worsening,<br />somehow. I know that it cannot get worse, right?<br />It can only turn to wassail and I'll be your sexy clove.<br />The river is outside, unable to leak, and your face<br />oh your face is not a botched moon landing ah<br />but it is! That's okay though. Really, it is.<br />Have you ever got horny on the moon?<br />Crater lotion and helmet fog. Squinchy<br />is how the eyes go when you die, overdue.<br />Feeling is what makes it worse but fuck it:<br />the chorus of empty keeps shouting at me<br />"THE PERSON WHO INVENTED OKAY IS NOT."<br />It's an anthem, but it's got addendums.<br />Addendum #1: This ease of the heart-throb.<br />Addendum #2: Things that cannot break.<br />Addendum #3: Midnight. Fucking. Ham.<br />Addendums #4--∞: The morning after, oh hell.<br />Addendum #∞: Oh jiminey and the wrens.<br />Addendum #∞+1: Blah, blah, blah, blah.<br />I have nothing left to say. Come here.<br /><br /><br />Too bad reading on the internet sucks. Therefore I will print all of these blogs and hang them on my wall or stich them together like tiny books. I encourage you to do the same.<br /><br />One could also buy these guys books:<br /><br /><a href="http://lunchtimeforbears.blogspot.com/2010/07/chapbooks-for-sale.html">Bryan Coffelt 2 chapbooks for 5 dollars.</a><br /><a href="http://www.amazon.com/Person-Sam-Pink/dp/1936383187/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1292870101&sr=8-1">SAM PINK 30 dollars for all three of his books on Amazon.<br /></a><br /><a href="http://paperheropress.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-am-going-to-clone-myself-then-kill.html">Another Sam Pink book for sale here: I am going to clone myself then kill the clone and eat it</a><br /><a href="http://magichelicopterpress.com/drunk.htm">Drunk Poems by Daniel Bailey 10 dollars</a><br /><a href="https://www.paypal.com/us/cgi-bin/webscr?cmd=_flow&SESSION=B7lxEKKEHuQ8r4VhGRPAiS3kuDxMl1d0PFPYIpD9LsTJPYzAouepfCk5gsu&dispatch=50a222a57771920b6a3d7b606239e4d529b525e0b7e69bf0224adecfb0124e9b61f737ba21b08198ad5733caaf944cbac24b2728ea935a7c">Drunk Sonnets signed.</a><br /><a href="http://www.wordriot.org/wrp/look-look-feathers">Mike Young books</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4414501527190203920-7572772481300149678?l=thismondaymorningwalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jannickehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06523903944907214759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4414501527190203920.post-78004652562208969582010-10-30T06:24:00.000-07:002010-10-30T06:27:42.428-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.audunmortensen.com/talkshow/f42.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 582px; height: 537px;" src="http://www.audunmortensen.com/talkshow/f42.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.audunmortensen.com/talkshow/vic.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 582px; height: 386px;" src="http://www.audunmortensen.com/talkshow/vic.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br />alle forteller meg hvor bra jeg er i tilfelle jeg blir det av audun mortensen finnes nå på lydbok. lest inn av victoria durnak. <a href="http://www.audunmortensen.com/talkshow/f42.mp3">last den ned her</a><br /><br /><a href="http://www.audunmortensen.com/">mer audun mortensen her</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4414501527190203920-7800465256220896958?l=thismondaymorningwalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jannickehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06523903944907214759noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4414501527190203920.post-26411428700323874432010-10-30T04:47:00.000-07:002010-10-30T05:14:18.346-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_STAgwCQgYLo/TMwMCsl2B_I/AAAAAAAABGY/tkjXtLtxvyY/s1600/niclas-final-1.jpg"><img style="float:left; 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margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_STAgwCQgYLo/TMwJHDg4c3I/AAAAAAAABFY/3akEYAjLGoI/s400/cosmo-3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533808058938454898" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_STAgwCQgYLo/TMwJG7b2EZI/AAAAAAAABFQ/eBnqypSbgmg/s1600/cosmo-4.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_STAgwCQgYLo/TMwJG7b2EZI/AAAAAAAABFQ/eBnqypSbgmg/s400/cosmo-4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533808056769843602" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_STAgwCQgYLo/TMwJG8qUvOI/AAAAAAAABFI/1eHXctvLRa0/s1600/cosmo-5.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_STAgwCQgYLo/TMwJG8qUvOI/AAAAAAAABFI/1eHXctvLRa0/s400/cosmo-5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533808057099009250" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4414501527190203920-2641142870032387443?l=thismondaymorningwalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jannickehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06523903944907214759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4414501527190203920.post-56497114586226886952010-10-17T01:43:00.000-07:002010-10-20T13:40:15.881-07:00de neste ukene jobber vi med monologer i klassen, og jeg prøver iherdig å lære meg denne her.<br />jeg har oversatt fra engelsk selv. det er vanskeligere enn man tror. det er nemlig mye som ikke henger sammen når det plutselig befinner seg på norsk. <br />ser du noe du mener ble feil tips meg gjerne om bedre oversettelser i kommentarfeltet. <br />teksten er hentet fra<span style="font-style:italic;"> craved</span> eller <span style="font-style:italic;">må</span>, som den heter på norsk, av sarah kane..<br />det er et fabelaktig teaterstykke som jeg anbefaler alle på det varmeste å lese.<br /><br />******<br /><br />jeg er helt fortapt, så forbanna fortapt i dette vraket av en kvinne.<br />hva skal jeg gjøre når du kaster meg vekk?<br />du er alltid vakker, men du er spesielt vakker når det går for deg. <br />ettersom hun blir sintere og sintere ramler fler og fler av klærne hennes av samtidig som det blir mindre og mindre sannsynlig at hun noensinne vil la meg komme i nærheten av henne. <br />jeg er så ensom, så jævla ensom. <br />det er for denne kvinnen med de fortapte øynene som jeg kunne dødd. <br />jeg prøver å forstå men det går ikke. <br />når skal dette stoppe?<br />opptatt glad opptatt glad opptatt glad<br />HVORDAN KAN DU DRA FRA MEG PÅ DENNE MÅTEN?<br />jeg har ikke musikk, herregud, jeg skulle ønske jeg hadde musikk men alt jeg har er ord<br /><br />og jeg skjelver, gråter ved minnet av henne, når hun elsket meg, før jeg ble torturisten hennes, før det ikke fantes rom for meg i henne lenger, før vi misforstod, faktisk i det øyeblikket jeg så henne, de smilende øynene hennes helt fulle av solen, jeg skjelver i sorg på grunn av det øyeblikket som jeg har forsøkt å rømme vekk fra helt siden<br /><br />jeg ser på brystet hennes<br />min smerte er ingenting sammenlignet med hennes<br />mørke guddommelige engel<br />jeg savner deg sånn<br /><br />ikke si nei til meg du kan ikke si nei til meg fordi det er sånn en betryggende trøst å elske igjen og ligge i sengen og bli holdt rundt og tatt på og kysset og beundret og hjertet ditt hopper når du hører stemmen min og ser smilet mitt og føler pusten min i nakken din og hjertet ditt vil slå fortere når jeg vil se deg <br />og jeg vil lyve for deg fra dag 1 og bruke deg og ødelegge deg og knuse hjertet ditt fordi du knuste mitt først og du vil elske meg mer for hver dag som går helt til vekten av det ikke går an å bære lenger og ditt liv er mitt og du vil dø alene fordi jeg vil ta det jeg vil ha og så gå fra deg og ikke skylde deg noenting det er alltid der det har alltid vært der og du kan ikke motsi det livet du føler fuck det livet fuck det livet fuck det livet jeg har mistet deg nå<br /><br />vi sjekket inn på et hotell for å late som vi ikke skulle ha sex<br /><br />vi hadde sex, så kastet hun opp<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://davidhorvitz.com/fax/flowerarranging44_small.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 600px;" src="http://davidhorvitz.com/fax/flowerarranging44_small.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br /><br />den delen jeg også oversatte, men besluttet meg for å droppe pga. innlærningsvansker:<br /><br />ELSKEDE<br />det finnes ingen andre enn deg<br /><br />det er ikke deg, det er meg<br /><br />jeg vil ligge ved siden av deg, og handle for deg og børe posene dine og fortelle deg hvor mye jeg elsker å være sammen med deg, men de fortsetter å få meg til å gjøre dumme ting<br /><br />og jeg vil leke gjemsel med deg og gi deg klærne mine og si til deg at jeg liker skoene dine og sitte i trappen når du tar deg et bad og massere nakken din og kysse føttene dine og holde hånden din og gå ut og spise med deg og ikke ha noe imot at du spiser opp maten min og treffe deg på rudy’s og prate om hva som har skjedd i løpet av dagen og skrive ut brevene dine på maskin og bære kartongene dine og le av paranoian din og gi deg mixedtapes som du ikke hører på og se bra filmer og se dårlige filmer og klage på radioprogrammene og ta bilder av deg når du sover og stå opp tidlig for å kjøpe kaffe og bagels og wienerbrød til deg og gå til florent og drikke kaffe ved midnatt og la deg ta røyken min og aldri kunne finne fyrstikker og fortelle deg om tv-programmet jeg så i går kveld og ta deg med til øyelegen og ikke le av vitsene dine og ville ha deg om morgenen men la deg sove en stund allikevel og kysse ryggen din og stryke huden din og fortelle deg hvor mye jeg elsker håret ditt, øynene dine, leppene dine, nakken din, brystene, rumpa di, og… <br /><br />og sitte i trappen og røyke til du kommer hjem og sitte i trappen og røyke til DU kommer hjem og uroe meg når du er sen og bli imponert når du er tidlig og gi deg blomster og gå på festen din og danse til jeg blir svart og bli lei meg når jeg tar feil og glad når du tilgir meg og se på bildene dine og ønske at jeg hadde kjent deg for alltid og høre stemmen din i øret mitt og føle huden din på huden min og bli redd når du er sint og det ene øyet har blitt rødt og det andre blått og håret ditt til venstre og ansiktet ditt orientalsk og fortelle deg at du er vakker og klemme deg når du er nervøs og holde deg når du har vondt og ville ha deg når jeg lukter deg og fornærme deg når jeg tar på deg og klynke når jeg er ved siden av deg og klynke når jeg ikke er det og sikle på brystet ditt og smøre deg i natten og bli kald når du tar dyna og varm når du ikke gjør det og smelte når du smiler og oppløses når du ler og ikke forstå hvorfor du tror jeg avviser deg når jeg ikke gjør det og lure på hvordan du kunne tro at jeg noensinne ville avvise deg og lure på hvem du er men akseptere deg allikevel og fortelle deg om den forheksede tre-engel gutten som fløy over havet fordi han elsket deg og skrive dikt til deg og lure på hvorfor du ikke tror meg og ha en følelse så sterk at jeg ikke kan uttrykke den og ville kjøpe en kattunge til deg som jeg vil bli sjalu på fordi den ville få mer oppmerksomhet enn meg og holde deg fast i sengen når du må gå og gråte som et barn når du gjør det og bli kvitt kakkerlakkene (sølvfiskene?) og kjøpe gaver du ikke vil ha og ta dem tilbake igjen og fri til deg og du svarer nei IGJEN men fortsetter å spørre fordi selv om du tror at jeg ikke mener det så mener jeg det jeg har alltid ment det helt siden den første gangen jeg spurte og drive rundt i byen og tenke at jeg holder på å forsvinne/miste meg selv/bli borte men vite at jeg er trygg med deg og fortelle deg det verste om meg og prøve å gi deg det beste av meg fordi du ikke fortjener noe mindre og svare på spørsmålene dine når jeg helst ikke vil og si sannheten fordi jeg vet du foredrar det og tenke at det hele er over men henger fast ved det i 10 minutter til før du kaster meg ut av livet ditt og glemmer hvem jeg er og prøve å komme nærmere til deg fordi det er så fint å bli kjent med deg og absolutt verdt anstrengelsene og snakke dårlig tysk til deg og enda verre arabisk og elske med deg klokka tre om natten og på et eller annet et eller annet et eller annet vis kommunisere noe av den overveldende udødelige kompromissløse altoppslukende altomfattende sjelsinnviende sinnsutvidende (hjerteskjærende ekstremt enorme) pågående endeløse kjærlighet jeg har til deg.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4414501527190203920-5649711458622688695?l=thismondaymorningwalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jannickehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06523903944907214759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4414501527190203920.post-76033947193692228972010-10-16T13:53:00.001-07:002010-10-16T13:53:22.439-07:00<div style="text-align: left; padding: 3px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/chengting/2329397882/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2254/2329397882_abc4214a77.jpg" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" alt="" /></a><br /><span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/chengting/2329397882/">毛</a>, originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/chengting/">½ '</a>.</span></div><p></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4414501527190203920-7603394719369222897?l=thismondaymorningwalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jannickehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06523903944907214759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4414501527190203920.post-81423173125521161562010-10-16T13:50:00.005-07:002010-10-16T13:50:39.997-07:00<div style="text-align: left; padding: 3px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/chengting/2590620094/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3290/2590620094_54a9c3b3fd.jpg" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" alt="" /></a><br /><span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/chengting/2590620094/">owl , my friend</a>, originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/chengting/">½ '</a>.</span></div><p></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4414501527190203920-8142317312552116156?l=thismondaymorningwalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jannickehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06523903944907214759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4414501527190203920.post-8699406045377330542010-10-16T13:50:00.003-07:002010-10-16T13:50:29.357-07:00<div style="text-align: left; padding: 3px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/chengting/2546010808/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3056/2546010808_3380344ffc.jpg" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" alt="" /></a><br /><span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/chengting/2546010808/"></a>, originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/chengting/">½ '</a>.</span></div><p></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4414501527190203920-869940604537733054?l=thismondaymorningwalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jannickehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06523903944907214759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4414501527190203920.post-73281516105256978932010-10-16T13:50:00.001-07:002010-10-16T13:50:13.837-07:00<div style="text-align: left; padding: 3px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/chengting/2791441447/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3237/2791441447_2f06e089bd.jpg" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" alt="" /></a><br /><span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/chengting/2791441447/"></a>, originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/chengting/">½ '</a>.</span></div><p></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4414501527190203920-7328151610525697893?l=thismondaymorningwalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jannickehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06523903944907214759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4414501527190203920.post-58016311175648140082010-10-16T13:47:00.003-07:002010-10-16T13:47:48.595-07:00<div style="text-align: left; padding: 3px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/chengting/3249385171/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3362/3249385171_e3a4ef1dcb.jpg" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" alt="" /></a><br /><span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/chengting/3249385171/"></a>, originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/chengting/">½ '</a>.</span></div><p></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4414501527190203920-5801631117564814008?l=thismondaymorningwalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jannickehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06523903944907214759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4414501527190203920.post-71567690952266743102010-10-16T13:47:00.001-07:002010-10-16T13:47:01.816-07:00<div style="text-align: left; padding: 3px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/chengting/3311620172/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3618/3311620172_87cd771441.jpg" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" alt="" /></a><br /><span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/chengting/3311620172/"></a>, originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/chengting/">½ '</a>.</span></div><p></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4414501527190203920-7156769095226674310?l=thismondaymorningwalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jannickehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06523903944907214759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4414501527190203920.post-14513124387630100232010-10-16T13:46:00.001-07:002010-10-16T13:46:45.046-07:00<div style="text-align: left; padding: 3px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/chengting/3592375344/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3648/3592375344_16b35b335d.jpg" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" alt="" /></a><br /><span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/chengting/3592375344/"></a>, originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/chengting/">½ '</a>.</span></div><p></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4414501527190203920-1451312438763010023?l=thismondaymorningwalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jannickehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06523903944907214759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4414501527190203920.post-598781920319172802010-10-16T13:45:00.003-07:002010-10-16T13:45:25.472-07:00<div style="text-align: left; padding: 3px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/chengting/3701076900/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2505/3701076900_4700bc8c5b.jpg" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" alt="" /></a><br /><span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/chengting/3701076900/"></a>, originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/chengting/">½ '</a>.</span></div><p></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4414501527190203920-59878192031917280?l=thismondaymorningwalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jannickehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06523903944907214759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4414501527190203920.post-56818976218115833822010-10-16T13:45:00.001-07:002010-10-16T13:45:01.723-07:00<div style="text-align: left; padding: 3px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/chengting/3855846859/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3461/3855846859_a0afe6ef59.jpg" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" alt="" /></a><br /><span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/chengting/3855846859/">Welcome to be my trash</a>, originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/chengting/">½ '</a>.</span></div><p></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4414501527190203920-5681897621811583382?l=thismondaymorningwalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jannickehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06523903944907214759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4414501527190203920.post-69912766125536039362010-10-16T13:44:00.005-07:002010-10-16T13:44:42.911-07:00<div style="text-align: left; padding: 3px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/chengting/3855839049/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2668/3855839049_3b47afd9dd.jpg" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" alt="" /></a><br /><span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/chengting/3855839049/"></a>, originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/chengting/">½ '</a>.</span></div><p></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4414501527190203920-6991276612553603936?l=thismondaymorningwalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jannickehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06523903944907214759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4414501527190203920.post-73974985567741031982010-10-16T13:44:00.003-07:002010-10-16T13:44:27.507-07:00<div style="text-align: left; padding: 3px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/chengting/3859859748/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3452/3859859748_007676a5cd.jpg" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" alt="" /></a><br /><span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/chengting/3859859748/"></a>, originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/chengting/">½ '</a>.</span></div><p></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4414501527190203920-7397498556774103198?l=thismondaymorningwalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jannickehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06523903944907214759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4414501527190203920.post-54535379909079090412010-10-16T13:44:00.001-07:002010-10-16T13:44:10.254-07:00<div style="text-align: left; padding: 3px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/chengting/3872907019/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3438/3872907019_582b9d8257.jpg" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" alt="" /></a><br /><span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/chengting/3872907019/"></a>, originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/chengting/">½ '</a>.</span></div><p></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4414501527190203920-5453537990907909041?l=thismondaymorningwalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jannickehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06523903944907214759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4414501527190203920.post-73118184044509490472010-10-16T13:41:00.003-07:002010-10-16T13:41:24.641-07:00<div style="text-align: left; padding: 3px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/chengting/4042787058/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2706/4042787058_eb828d3b3d.jpg" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" alt="" /></a><br /><span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/chengting/4042787058/"></a>, originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/chengting/">½ '</a>.</span></div><p></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4414501527190203920-7311818404450949047?l=thismondaymorningwalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jannickehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06523903944907214759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4414501527190203920.post-60195386740466774002010-10-16T13:41:00.001-07:002010-10-16T13:41:09.798-07:00<div style="text-align: left; padding: 3px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/chengting/3956536394/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2451/3956536394_018c264b0f.jpg" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" alt="" /></a><br /><span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/chengting/3956536394/"></a>, originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/chengting/">½ '</a>.</span></div><p></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4414501527190203920-6019538674046677400?l=thismondaymorningwalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jannickehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06523903944907214759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4414501527190203920.post-58052212636935876442010-10-16T13:40:00.001-07:002010-10-16T13:40:44.088-07:00<div style="text-align: left; padding: 3px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/chengting/3600570803/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3658/3600570803_e142af005a.jpg" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" alt="" /></a><br /><span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/chengting/3600570803/"></a>, originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/chengting/">½ '</a>.</span></div><p></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4414501527190203920-5805221263693587644?l=thismondaymorningwalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jannickehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06523903944907214759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4414501527190203920.post-30954284553218554182010-10-16T13:39:00.001-07:002010-10-16T13:39:39.932-07:00<div style="text-align: left; padding: 3px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/chengting/4266781890/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2760/4266781890_a2a237d0c2.jpg" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" alt="" /></a><br /><span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/chengting/4266781890/"></a>, originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/chengting/">½ '</a>.</span></div><p></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4414501527190203920-3095428455321855418?l=thismondaymorningwalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jannickehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06523903944907214759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4414501527190203920.post-5815239357540770952010-10-16T13:26:00.000-07:002010-10-16T13:29:26.200-07:00<object width="640" height="390"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KCBHKD9Yr70&hl=nb_NO&feature=player_embedded&version=3"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KCBHKD9Yr70&hl=nb_NO&feature=player_embedded&version=3" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" width="640" height="390"></embed></object><br /><br /><a href="http://www.myspace.com/sjurnyvold">mer her</a><br />(via <a href="http://2depressed2getdressed.blogspot.com/">2depressed2getdressed</a>)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4414501527190203920-581523935754077095?l=thismondaymorningwalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jannickehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06523903944907214759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4414501527190203920.post-30658131001282671632010-09-18T03:14:00.000-07:002010-09-18T03:31:47.328-07:00stine-stine is the girl that makes the prettiest posters and the most beautiful drawings. <br />love her work. <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.stinestine.no/files/gimgs/28_2443187789346f888a18o.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 566px; height: 400px;" src="http://www.stinestine.no/files/gimgs/28_2443187789346f888a18o.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.stinestine.no/files/gimgs/18_517615592738888d140b.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 1024px; height: 685px;" src="http://www.stinestine.no/files/gimgs/18_517615592738888d140b.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.stinestine.no/files/gimgs/43_owenmediumnett.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 425px; height: 600px;" src="http://www.stinestine.no/files/gimgs/43_owenmediumnett.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.stinestine.no/files/gimgs/38_plakat4for-skjerm.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 424px; height: 600px;" src="http://www.stinestine.no/files/gimgs/38_plakat4for-skjerm.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4414501527190203920-3065813100128267163?l=thismondaymorningwalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jannickehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06523903944907214759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4414501527190203920.post-36931033263970823012010-09-05T11:16:00.000-07:002010-09-18T03:34:55.749-07:00<object width="480" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CsGRJTtuJh4?fs=1&amp;hl=nb_NO"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CsGRJTtuJh4?fs=1&amp;hl=nb_NO" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"></embed></object><br /><br />martines voice. <3<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4414501527190203920-3693103326397082301?l=thismondaymorningwalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jannickehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06523903944907214759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4414501527190203920.post-68941174208895109972010-09-05T09:50:00.000-07:002010-09-05T10:59:22.969-07:00Friday was an exciting day for me as I could take the time to ONLY watch movies from morning till night. <br /><br />The two italian movies I saw resulted in me dreaming in italian, and as my knowledge of italian is extremely limited my dreaming consisted of this sentence in many different tones of voice said by everyone in the dream: "el treno per Roma e pertito" (the train for Rome has left). I was quite tired in my ears wen I woke up as this mantra had been going on in what seemed like forever. Well, here are the movies I watched anyway: <br /><br />Akira Kurosawa - Scandal (1950)<br /><object width="480" height="360"><param name="movie" value="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/video/x7fvux?additionalInfos=0"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"></param><embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/video/x7fvux?additionalInfos=0" width="480" height="360" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"></embed></object><br /><b><a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/video/x7fvux_scandale-akira-kurosawa-trailer_shortfilms">Scandale - Akira Kurosawa - Trailer</a></b><br /><i>Uploaded by <a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/k-chan">k-chan</a>. - <a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/en/channel/shortfilms">Watch feature films and entire TV shows.</a></i><br /><br />A very sweet movie. Would recommend it, but other Kurosawa-movies are higher up on my list, such as his Dreams, Rashomon or Dersu Uzala for instance. I liked the scenes set in court (as I always like scenes set in court) and the story was very nice and highly relatable to still as it concerns untruthful journalists/media and their hunt for selling a good story at all costs. <br /><br />Then I watched my very first Luis Bunuel movie that definetely made me want more: That Obscure Object of Desire. Quite interesting how the movie has two different actresses play the same part - something that I did not notice until after the movie was over. I though that she was quite versatile (also look-wise) and found it strange how I liked her more in some scenes. Both women are dropdeadgorgeous, and the movie itself is outstanding and defenitely recommendable. Many film adaptations have been made of the book about the tretrechous and deceitful Conchita and a rich old man's love/desire/lust for her. I will for sure check out both the novel and especially one of the other film adaptations; a french silent from the 20s that looks quite brilliant too: <a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0195701/">La Femme et la Pantin by Jacques de Baroncelli</a>. Here is the trailer for Luis Bunuel's That Obscure Object of Desire from 1977:<br /><object width="480" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9xyedMel424?fs=1&amp;hl=nb_NO"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9xyedMel424?fs=1&amp;hl=nb_NO" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"></embed></object><br /><br />After this I continued in the lustful/erotic corner and watched my first Passolini film. Arabian Nights from 1974. Would I recommend it? Well.. It consists of many interwoven tales that are truly wonderful. But how they are interwoven is so confusing that you often wonder whose story is being told and how these relate to the main story. However, I liked its imageworld so much that I think I will go for a recommendation. <br />Here is the trailer (in italian):<br /><object width="640" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/c9kzL5Cbn_Y?fs=1&amp;hl=nb_NO"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/c9kzL5Cbn_Y?fs=1&amp;hl=nb_NO" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"></embed></object><br /><br />After this I continued with even harder stuff and watched the last half hour that I had left of The Piano Teacher. The last time I watched it I saw it with someone not used to such hardcore-movies and we chose to stop it when it got incestual. I finished it, and was quite happy that I had divided this movie into two sittings as one whole watch might have been a bit much (even for me). A great movie, but not something I will ever want to watch again. Isabelle Huppert must be one of the greatest actresses ever. Any aspiring actress should watch this movie just for its showcase of acting at its absolute best. Here is the trailer for Michael Haneke's The Piano Teacher from 2001:<br /><object width="640" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XNCBd2DaSpc?fs=1&amp;hl=nb_NO"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XNCBd2DaSpc?fs=1&amp;hl=nb_NO" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"></embed></object><br /><br />To be able to get a good night's sleep I finished this moviemarathon day off with Robert Redford's beautiful movie from 1990; Il Postino. I am now much more interested in the poet Pablo Neruda than I was before I watched it. And I am even more eager (if that is actually possible to get more eager than I already was) on going to Italy. A very sweet movie indeed. But out of all the ones I watched today, perhaps the easiest one to forget.<br /><object width="480" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5QvYXPwF798?fs=1&amp;hl=nb_NO"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5QvYXPwF798?fs=1&amp;hl=nb_NO" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"></embed></object><br /> <br />One other movie that I started watching, but didn't finish (for the second time) was the Rumanian movie The Death of Mr. Lazarescu from 2005. A movie that feels like something I will definetely love, but have fallen asleep from every time I have tried watching it. An extremely long movie that I put on way too late in the evening. Here is the great trailer:<br /><object width="480" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UocKCX16uLg?fs=1&amp;hl=nb_NO"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UocKCX16uLg?fs=1&amp;hl=nb_NO" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"></embed></object><br /><br />This was my friday in movies. Hope you got inspired to watch one or more of them!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4414501527190203920-6894117420889510997?l=thismondaymorningwalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jannickehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06523903944907214759noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4414501527190203920.post-51865056472244286172010-08-12T04:42:00.000-07:002010-08-12T04:43:00.338-07:00<object width="480" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LtjFsFXU9YU?fs=1&amp;hl=nb_NO"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LtjFsFXU9YU?fs=1&amp;hl=nb_NO" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4414501527190203920-5186505647224428617?l=thismondaymorningwalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jannickehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06523903944907214759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4414501527190203920.post-36097119268010390022010-08-05T13:03:00.000-07:002010-08-05T13:19:03.800-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_STAgwCQgYLo/TFsagc0tXUI/AAAAAAAABB8/WD2Z8k1HWDc/s1600/Skjermbilde+2010-08-05+kl.+21.53.56.png"><img style="float:left; 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margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_STAgwCQgYLo/TFscFCqoaXI/AAAAAAAABCs/sR9N84aB88k/s400/Skjermbilde+2010-08-05+kl.+21.55.26.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502022242703796594" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_STAgwCQgYLo/TFscoH3FRPI/AAAAAAAABDU/aJPEdiLUgck/s1600/Skjermbilde+2010-08-05+kl.+21.53.41.png"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_STAgwCQgYLo/TFscoH3FRPI/AAAAAAAABDU/aJPEdiLUgck/s400/Skjermbilde+2010-08-05+kl.+21.53.41.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502022845393618162" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_STAgwCQgYLo/TFsagc0tXUI/AAAAAAAABB8/WD2Z8k1HWDc/s1600/Skjermbilde+2010-08-05+kl.+21.53.56.png"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_STAgwCQgYLo/TFsagc0tXUI/AAAAAAAABB8/WD2Z8k1HWDc/s400/Skjermbilde+2010-08-05+kl.+21.53.56.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502020514558598466" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4414501527190203920-3609711926801039002?l=thismondaymorningwalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jannickehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06523903944907214759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4414501527190203920.post-38819838351940129142010-07-26T07:04:00.001-07:002010-07-26T11:03:55.545-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_STAgwCQgYLo/TE2WEzsjlbI/AAAAAAAABAc/UNz91OYns4M/s1600/R001-005+FB+mixtape.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 271px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_STAgwCQgYLo/TE2WEzsjlbI/AAAAAAAABAc/UNz91OYns4M/s400/R001-005+FB+mixtape.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498215729429976498" /></a><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://open.spotify.com/user/nickedukke/playlist/4SCoPtj52YN0ELUzgxWExu<br />">KLIKK HER</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4414501527190203920-3881983835194012914?l=thismondaymorningwalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jannickehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06523903944907214759noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4414501527190203920.post-78111351528139579302010-07-22T04:23:00.000-07:002010-07-22T04:24:31.076-07:00<object width="400" height="300"><param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" /><param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=4784765&amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;show_title=1&amp;show_byline=1&amp;show_portrait=0&amp;color=ffffff&amp;fullscreen=1" /><embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=4784765&amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;show_title=1&amp;show_byline=1&amp;show_portrait=0&amp;color=ffffff&amp;fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="400" height="300"></embed></object><p><a href="http://vimeo.com/4784765">future faces</a> from <a href="http://vimeo.com/pierredebusscher">pierre debusschere</a> on <a href="http://vimeo.com">Vimeo</a>.</p><br /><br /><object width="400" height="300"><param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" /><param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=12617633&amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;show_title=1&amp;show_byline=1&amp;show_portrait=0&amp;color=&amp;fullscreen=1" /><embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=12617633&amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;show_title=1&amp;show_byline=1&amp;show_portrait=0&amp;color=&amp;fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="400" height="300"></embed></object><p><a href="http://vimeo.com/12617633">RAF SIMONS LOST IN TIME</a> from <a href="http://vimeo.com/pierredebusscher">pierre debusschere</a> on <a href="http://vimeo.com">Vimeo</a>.</p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4414501527190203920-7811135152813957930?l=thismondaymorningwalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jannickehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06523903944907214759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4414501527190203920.post-7072795564191041152010-07-20T05:50:00.000-07:002010-07-20T06:11:18.486-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4135/4810699690_d8d27561d0_b.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 1000px; height: 695px;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4135/4810699690_d8d27561d0_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4082/4810084515_643b01a520_b.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 1000px; height: 663px;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4082/4810084515_643b01a520_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4082/4810717740_ae2df312b3_b.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 1000px; height: 663px;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4082/4810717740_ae2df312b3_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4119/4810096875_e0be36c339_b.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 1000px; height: 663px;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4119/4810096875_e0be36c339_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4101/4810726084_246c5c3d83_b.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 1000px; height: 663px;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4101/4810726084_246c5c3d83_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4136/4810743732_0a1440e7c8_b.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 1000px; height: 663px;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4136/4810743732_0a1440e7c8_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4082/4810120929_e434c890ff_b.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 1000px; height: 663px;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4082/4810120929_e434c890ff_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br />Julia Fjelddalen is a girl I randomly stumbled upon on Flickr or maybe Phiary some time back. I think she resides in Bergen, Norway and attends art school there. Her pictures fascinates me, especially these ones with their slørete easy breazyness. <br />Elsker hennes estetiske sans! (I love her sense of beauty) <br /> <br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/juliafjelddalen/">see more of her great pictures here.</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4414501527190203920-707279556419104115?l=thismondaymorningwalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jannickehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06523903944907214759noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4414501527190203920.post-52906190206013712732010-07-20T05:45:00.000-07:002010-07-20T06:11:09.786-07:00Carin Wester A/W 2010 <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.style.dk/wp-content/uploads/carinw.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 730px; height: 339px;" src="http://www.style.dk/wp-content/uploads/carinw.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.style.dk/wp-content/uploads/carinw2.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 730px; height: 507px;" src="http://www.style.dk/wp-content/uploads/carinw2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.style.dk/wp-content/uploads/carinw1.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 730px; height: 451px;" src="http://www.style.dk/wp-content/uploads/carinw1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br />(pictures borrowed from style.dk)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4414501527190203920-5290619020601371273?l=thismondaymorningwalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jannickehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06523903944907214759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4414501527190203920.post-30673137816021902222010-07-01T05:22:00.001-07:002010-07-24T05:00:30.389-07:00I am gonna start a "series" on the blog where I focus on talented norwegian girls. <br />if you think I am forgetting someone, please let me know!<br /><br />anne-stine bae is a norwegian 24 year old girl living in Copenhagen. she has been a student of fashion design at BEC school of fashion. now she works as a (freelance) stylist and a coffee barista at one of my favourite cafés; the coffee collective in jægersborgsgade. <br /><br />I really like what she is doing. hope she gets to work lots for norwegian magazines too.<br /><br />these pictures are from the editorial: <span style="font-style:italic;">beauty of silence</span>. <br />Photographed by Oliver Stalmans | Styled by Anne-Stine Bae<br />Hair by Nicolas Eldin | Make Up by Helene Vasnier | Model Sophie Vlaming, Viva Paris<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i.theones2watch.com/wp-content/img/beautyofsilence/thumbs/thumbs_pg01.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 950px; height: 645px;" src="http://i.theones2watch.com/wp-content/img/beautyofsilence/thumbs/thumbs_pg01.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i.theones2watch.com/wp-content/img/beautyofsilence/thumbs/thumbs_pg06.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 950px; height: 1192px;" src="http://i.theones2watch.com/wp-content/img/beautyofsilence/thumbs/thumbs_pg06.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i.theones2watch.com/wp-content/img/beautyofsilence/thumbs/thumbs_pg07.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 950px; height: 645px;" src="http://i.theones2watch.com/wp-content/img/beautyofsilence/thumbs/thumbs_pg07.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i.theones2watch.com/wp-content/img/beautyofsilence/thumbs/thumbs_pg05.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 950px; height: 1192px;" src="http://i.theones2watch.com/wp-content/img/beautyofsilence/thumbs/thumbs_pg05.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><a href="http://annestinebae.com/03.html">check out more work of hers on her website.</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4414501527190203920-3067313781602190222?l=thismondaymorningwalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jannickehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06523903944907214759noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4414501527190203920.post-80079539563192504002010-07-01T05:15:00.000-07:002010-07-20T06:11:51.921-07:00quirky version:<br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wAF1xvzIiC8&amp;hl=nb_NO&amp;fs=1?color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wAF1xvzIiC8&amp;hl=nb_NO&amp;fs=1?color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4414501527190203920-8007953956319250400?l=thismondaymorningwalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jannickehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06523903944907214759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4414501527190203920.post-16489594464972974842010-07-01T04:30:00.000-07:002010-07-20T06:17:54.195-07:00read a couple of his plays a few weeks ago when I was in sweden, and I cant wait to read more. too bad that not everything he wrote has been translated from french. I guess I just have to learn french (again). <br />one of the plays I read was this one: <span style="font-style:italic;">the human voice</span>. here acted by ingrid bergman<br /><object width="480" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RDSgpBoVcx0&amp;hl=nb_NO&amp;fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RDSgpBoVcx0&amp;hl=nb_NO&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"></embed></object><br /><br />this is a different documentary than the one I posted before.. this one is called jean cocteau - autobiography of an unknown artist. it is very very good. I love this guy. <br /><br /><object width="480" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LQ7ruFUkh6k&amp;hl=nb_NO&amp;fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LQ7ruFUkh6k&amp;hl=nb_NO&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"></embed></object><br /><br />the main reasons to learn french: <br />to read christophe honorés books<br />to read antonin artaud<br />to read jean cocteau<br /><br />main reasons to learn german:<br />to be able to listen to thepodcast Im Sumpf from FM4 (<a href="http://itunes.apple.com/us/podcast/fm4-im-sumpf/id287230156">subscribe in itunes</a>)<br />to read the michael ende things that hasnt been translated<br />to listen to german rapgroup: blumentopf<br />to read christian kracht <br />to watch top notch theaterperfomances<br />to listen to poet/musician/greatnessguy: peter licht<br /><br />(most of these german tips come from my good friend leander)<br /><br />feel free to make similar lists in the comments-field. more reasons to learn french/german/another language?<br /><br />leander adds the following reasons to learn german: Thomas Bernhard, Friedrich Nietzsche, Einstürzende Neubauten, Texta, Werner Herzog, Ulrich Seidl, Rainer Werner Fassbinder, Burg Theater Wien, Volksbühne Berlin, Die Sendung ohne Namen, Element of Crime. <br />(however; Herzog, Fassbinder and Seidl are possible to get translated)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4414501527190203920-1648959446497297484?l=thismondaymorningwalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jannickehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06523903944907214759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4414501527190203920.post-71710133066992328352010-07-01T04:18:00.000-07:002010-07-20T06:11:09.792-07:00<a href="http://www.style.dk/?p=7878">jens at style.dk</a> made this compilation of where the designers probably got their inspirations. very nice! I love the outfit of the guy in the soliedo-hat (the guy himself is also totally hot). the angry warversion of a charlie chaplin lookalike at the bottom is great too.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.style.dk/wp-content/uploads/hats_paris.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 730px; height: 2452px;" src="http://www.style.dk/wp-content/uploads/hats_paris.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4414501527190203920-7171013306699232835?l=thismondaymorningwalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jannickehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06523903944907214759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4414501527190203920.post-27435333062133591132010-07-01T01:49:00.000-07:002010-07-20T06:16:25.043-07:00<a href="http://treatyourselftothebest.blogspot.com/">is a great blog.</a><br /><br />one of the two guys behind the blog also <a href="http://www.carlos-thomas.com/">has a website</a>. <br />he writes and creates such brilliant things. <br /><br />here are some of the things he has made that I like the most:<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.carlos-thomas.com/files/gimgs/12_photo-8web.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 848px; height: 585px;" src="http://www.carlos-thomas.com/files/gimgs/12_photo-8web.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.carlos-thomas.com/files/gimgs/12_photo-15web.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 874px; height: 585px;" src="http://www.carlos-thomas.com/files/gimgs/12_photo-15web.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.carlos-thomas.com/files/gimgs/12_photo-16web.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 879px; height: 585px;" src="http://www.carlos-thomas.com/files/gimgs/12_photo-16web.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.carlos-thomas.com/files/gimgs/12_photo-9web.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 878px; height: 585px;" src="http://www.carlos-thomas.com/files/gimgs/12_photo-9web.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.carlos-thomas.com/files/gimgs/12_photo-1web.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 871px; height: 585px;" src="http://www.carlos-thomas.com/files/gimgs/12_photo-1web.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.carlos-thomas.com/files/gimgs/9_lettrism-5web.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 463px; height: 585px;" src="http://www.carlos-thomas.com/files/gimgs/9_lettrism-5web.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.carlos-thomas.com/files/gimgs/9_lettrism-11web.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 673px; height: 404px;" src="http://www.carlos-thomas.com/files/gimgs/9_lettrism-11web.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.carlos-thomas.com/files/gimgs/9_typewriting-1web.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 585px; height: 585px;" src="http://www.carlos-thomas.com/files/gimgs/9_typewriting-1web.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.carlos-thomas.com/files/gimgs/9_typewriting-4web_v2.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 560px; height: 585px;" src="http://www.carlos-thomas.com/files/gimgs/9_typewriting-4web_v2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4414501527190203920-2743533306213359113?l=thismondaymorningwalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jannickehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06523903944907214759noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4414501527190203920.post-48125589161645060692010-06-30T12:57:00.000-07:002010-07-20T06:12:46.710-07:00made a discovery today through <a href="http://www.flammeforlag.no/katalog/f58/">a little book I got in the mail from flamme forlag</a>. <br />it consisted of short stories made by sam pink translated to norwegian by <a href="http://audunmortensen.com/">audun mortensen</a>.<br />the title of the original book these short stories come from is <a href="http://paperheropress.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-am-going-to-clone-myself-then-kill.html">I AM GOING TO CLONE MYSELF THEN KILL THE CLONE AND EAT IT</a><br /><br />the excerps under are from <a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/05802130245839962069">one of his many great blogs</a>.<br />the blog that these are taken from is called <a href="http://virgin-orgasm.blogspot.com/">virgin orgasm</a>. <br /><br />love these little oneliners.<br /><br /><br />surprise! we're going to Sybaris for a romantic weekend of riding slides into hot tubs full of champagne<br />♥ Lisa Ladehoff 1 notes<br /><br />getting mail is a better way of confirming that you haven't become invisible than running into a wall is.<br />♥ sam pink 1 notes<br /><br />stimulate my intellectual clitoris<br />♥ Lisa Ladehoff 1 notes<br /><br />you strut like a stallion but you fuck like a mule<br />♥ olivia robin 1 notes<br /><br />i have devoted my life to the clitoris<br />♥ ryan manning 2 notes<br /><br />uhhhnnn, caress me down<br />♥ Lisa Ladehoff 6 notes<br /><br />this blog will self-destruct<br />♥ ryan manning 3 notes<br /><br />you are uninteresting but good at sex so i'll let you stick around<br />♥ Lisa Ladehoff 1 notes<br /><br />my hands are cold let me put them in your mouth<br />♥ ryan manning 2 notes<br /><br />i use masturbation as a means of avoiding despair<br />♥ ryan manning 4 notes<br /><br />i want to vibrate my membranes against yours in the eleventh dimension. string theory, bitches.<br />♥ Lisa Ladehoff 1 notes<br /><br />when i was eating some generic lucky charms one of the marshmallows stuck to my lip and it fell off and went beneath the couch and i am not going to look for it.<br />♥ sam pink 1 notes<br /><br />when i die i want you to snort my ashes. later i will grow out of your hair.<br />♥ Lisa Ladehoff 0 notes<br /><br />i just went to rub my tooth and my fingernail slipped up into my gumline and i could feel the gumline tear and now it hurts and i am licking it.<br />♥ sam pink 2 notes<br /><br />i like shark bites better than gushers and i like everything too<br />♥ sam pink 0 notes<br /><br />ryan manning when it is hot outside i lick the bones of your pelvis clean and they stick to my mouth.<br />♥ sam pink 0 notes<br /><br />i am wearing clothes and i have on a shirt that has a big blue stain on it and i think it's from a bic pen--i need to become dead in your car.<br />♥ sam pink 1 notes<br /><br />hey ryan manning and hey lisa ladehoff and hey blake butler and hey olivia robin and hey you won't be able to cover up when i start kicking you.<br />♥ sam pink 3 notes<br /><br />when i walked out of my room two seconds ago my belt loop caught on the metal device that holds the door closed and the button on my pants is currently not working and i don't know how to fix it and i have to say i am completely ruined.<br />♥ sam pink 0 notes<br /><br />hot like the blue line at 8:34 a.m.<br />♥ Lisa Ladehoff 0 notes<br /><br />r.i.p. hopes and dreams<br />♥ olivia robin 3 notes<br /><br />i like you but you suck at being my muse<br />♥ Lisa Ladehoff 0 notes<br /><br />i want to fuck her so hard that her ancestors are offended<br />♥ ryan manning 2 notes<br /><br />Lisa 'Left Eye' whatchacallit had her buzzsaw in my yaint<br />♥ BLAKE BUTLER 1 notes<br /><br />please send me your vagina on an airplane<br />♥ ryan manning 4 notes<br /><br />stop me if you've heard this one before<br />♥ ryan manning 1 notes<br /><br />let's get pornographic<br />♥ ryan manning 1 notes<br /><br />after you die i will keep paying your phone bill so i can call you and leave messages that you'll never return, it will be just like you are still alive<br />♥ olivia robin 2 notes<br /><br />you're still the only person on my list of people i have fondled in a ball pit<br />♥ olivia robin 0 notes<br /><br />thank you for liking me despite my inability to date rape you mike tyson style<br />♥ ryan manning 1 notes<br /><br />i'm battered, i'm bruised, i've done something rather unfortunate to my coccyx, i'm slightly upset and utterly elated; i'll definitely be doing it again<br />♥ ryan manning 1 notes<br /><br />there is no vagina anywhere near my penis and it is making me sad<br />♥ ryan manning 2 notes<br /><br />i want to fuck a librarian<br />♥ ryan manning 1 notes<br /><br />i am sick and tired of being a hypochondriac.<br />♥ Lisa Ladehoff 0 notes<br /><br />not everyone understands online literature<br />♥ ryan manning 7 notes<br /><br />there is a monster at the end of this blog<br />♥ ryan manning 6 notes<br /><br />i need an intern, lover, muse and masseuse<br />♥ ryan manning 1 notes<br /><br />you're so hot you're making me racist<br />♥ ryan manning 2 notes<br /><br />i tried to have a tea party with a picture of you but it just kept falling over<br />♥ olivia robin 2 notes<br /><br />french films make me want to eat french sandwiches, drink french wine, fuck french girls and take naps<br />♥ ryan manning 4 notes<br /><br />the internet is the bathroom wall<br />♥ ryan manning 1 notes<br /><br />you have the right to remain sexy<br />♥ ryan manning 0 notes<br /><br />fearless consumption of unbaked cookie dough throughout my childhood has equipped me with an invincible immune system<br />♥ olivia robin 2 notes<br /><br />tracy brannstrom wears pants<br />♥ ryan manning 2 notes<br /><br />subjugate that ass<br />♥ ryan manning 1 notes<br /><br />clean your body one piece at a time in the sink and try hard not to be friendly<br />♥ sam pink 2 notes<br /><br />easy now, fuzzy little man peach<br />♥ olivia robin 4 notes<br /><br />period sex<br />♥ Lisa Ladehoff 4 notes<br /><br />why are there commercials for tampons<br />♥ Lisa Ladehoff 2 notes<br /><br />ultimately life-threatening<br />♥ ryan manning 3 notes<br /><br />get killed you motherfucker<br />♥ sam pink 0 notes<br /><br />one person is adequate for booing<br />♥ sam pink 0 notes<br /><br />both of your pupils are fly orgies and i want to break your jaw<br />♥ sam pink 0 notes<br /><br />angry face and frightened face have sex to kill time because they think it is fun<br />♥ sam pink 1 notes<br /><br />being born is like being kidnapped and sold into slavery<br />♥ olivia robin 2 notes<br /><br />i can't stop thinking of girls with pigtails as blowjobs with handlebars<br />♥ olivia robin 2 notes<br /><br />instant detestation of sexual partner<br />♥ sam pink 1 notes<br /><br />i got a job at ben & jerry's and i'm not about to take any of this titty milk bullshit from you PETA assholes but guess my middle name and you can have some free sprinkles<br />♥ olivia robin 8 notes<br /><br />jesus christ will somebody get aimée some waffles already<br />♥ olivia robin 4 notes<br /><br />you pushed your boner against my buttcheeks and i pretended i was asleep<br />♥ Lisa Ladehoff 2 notes<br /><br />i'm sorry i really like you but everyone you know is a spider<br />♥ olivia robin 0 notes<br /><br />sam pink might seem like a depraved individual but really he just finds comfort in the obscene because he can't handle how precious he is<br />♥ olivia robin 2 notes<br /><br />i keep forgetting to eat<br />♥ ryan manning 2 notes<br /><br />make like to me<br />♥ ryan manning 0 notes<br /><br />multidimensional date rape<br />♥ ryan manning 3 notes<br /><br />today i showered a second time after completely forgetting that i had showered the first time<br />♥ ryan manning 4 notes<br /><br />pile drivers kind of turn me on a lot<br />♥ olivia robin 4 notes<br /><br />tell your sister i said she fucks like a champ<br />♥ ryan manning 1 notes<br /><br />is that a hamster in your pants or are you just happy to see me<br />♥ ryan manning 3 notes<br /><br />might as well face it you're addicted to anal<br />♥ Lisa Ladehoff 0 notes<br /><br />one day i'm going to respond to everything you say by smacking you in the face with a frozen mini waffle but i know you'll forgive me because you like that thing i do with my tongue<br />♥ olivia robin 3 notes<br /><br />i can haz sex slave<br />♥ ryan manning 1 notes<br /><br />i'm so hot right now<br />♥ ryan manning 2 notes<br /><br />i'd rather rim a meatloaf<br />♥ olivia robin 0 notes<br /><br />bouncing quarters off of asses since 1999<br />♥ ryan manning 1 notes<br /><br />oh my god oh my god don't stop don't stop<br />♥ ryan manning 0 notes<br /><br />lip my stocking<br />♥ ryan manning 2 notes<br /><br />dogs get periods too and i am a tired person can i sleep on your lap<br />♥ sam pink 1 notes<br /><br />i wish the ghost that rapes me every night would bring twix bars over and like leave them in the fridge for when i wake up<br />♥ sam pink 2 notes<br /><br />i hump your butt until all your blood falls into your skull and you have to pinch your nose to keep it all in<br />♥ sam pink 2 notes<br /><br />today i was sitting in a chair at a restaurant eating and i felt a little hand on my hand and i turned around and there was a woman holding a baby and the woman said, "he just wants to touch your head" and i said "oh that is fine" and then the baby laughed<br />♥ sam pink 1 notes<br /><br />smoke pcp everyday yo<br />♥ sam pink 0 notes<br /><br />one time i heard i should look at you while we were fucking because apparently my pupils are all dilated<br />♥ Lisa Ladehoff 3 notes<br /><br />HARD.<br />♥ Lisa Ladehoff 0 notes<br /><br />how is it even possible that i am not getting laid right now<br />♥ ryan manning 6 notes<br /><br />i want you to focus all of your attention on me while you practice being incinerated<br />♥ ryan manning 0 notes<br /><br />get the condoms with oprah's head on em<br />♥ BLAKE BUTLER 0 notes<br /><br />pressing the elevator button to your floor with my cock made the elevator spurt Shasta<br />♥ BLAKE BUTLER 0 notes<br /><br />chewbacca mask for baby keeps its spittle in its head<br />♥ BLAKE BUTLER 0 notes<br /><br />happiness is a warm tongue<br />♥ ryan manning 1 notes<br /><br />i keep forgetting to shower and brush my teeth<br />♥ ryan manning 3 notes<br /><br />i'll give you the best thirty seconds of your life<br />♥ ryan manning 3 notes<br /><br />i am destroying my career<br />♥ ryan manning 2 notes<br /><br />sam pink and blake butler sitting in a tree<br />♥ ryan manning 2 notes<br /><br />shania twain needs to let me feed her with a spoon while she changes my diaper<br />♥ ryan manning 1 notes<br /><br />semen is for swallowing<br />♥ ryan manning 1 notes<br /><br />olivia robin you are incredibly good looking and you make me feel like i am a worthless old homeless man who has like a lot of dirt on his face and his crotch smells really bad<br />♥ sam pink 3 notes<br /><br />clitoral devastation<br />♥ ryan manning 2 notes<br /><br />blue light special<br />♥ ryan manning 3 notes<br /><br />i understand and i wish to continue<br />♥ ryan manning 5 notes<br /><br />in public i will disown you and cough on your face<br />♥ sam pink 2 notes<br /><br />i want to make like one of those golf club covers for my dick and make it out of a stuffed animal so my dick doesn't get scratched up<br />♥ sam pink 1 notes<br /><br />the worst part about being alive is thinking about it<br />♥ sam pink 1 notes<br /><br />i will dance for you wearing a top hat, a red licorice bra and underwear made out of a garbage bag<br />♥ sam pink 0 notes<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4414501527190203920-4812558916164506069?l=thismondaymorningwalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jannickehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06523903944907214759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4414501527190203920.post-44029246099977523662010-06-10T04:16:00.000-07:002010-07-20T06:19:51.378-07:00vanskelig å gjøre folk til lags<br /><br />har takket ja til en studieplass ved nordland kunst og filmskole.<br />mamma sier: <br />"men jannicke. kommer alle andre til å være 17-18 år da?"<br />"nei.. det vet jeg ikke. men det er jo ikke en folkehøyskole da."<br />"ok. men du vet hva som er viktigst?" <br />"nei...?"<br />"det er den utdannelsen du har tatt nå. det er derfor du har kommet inn."<br />"men tror du ikke jeg har kommet inn fordi de kanskje liker mitt kunstneriske uttrykk? eller potensiale? <br />jeg har jo sendt inn 4 sider med tekst, en bildeserie og to kortfilmer.."<br />"jo, men de som jobber der har sikkert studert økonomi på cbs."<br />"nei, mamma. det tror jeg ikke."<br />"ok, men uansett. det der er bare en viderebygning på økonomien"<br />"men mamma. det henger ikke sammen."<br />"jo alt henger sammen."<br />"nei, ikke dette.."<br />"jo."<br />"og økonomien er det viktigste."<br />"nå har jeg studert noe du og pappa ville at jeg skulle i 3 år. er det ikke på tide at jeg nå velger selv? uten at du skal fortelle meg hva som er "viktigst"..?"<br />"joda.."<br />"dessuten skal jeg bare reise opp og teste. hvis ikke jeg trives drar jeg jo igjen. jeg er ferdig med å gå ferdig ting bare for å gå ferdig."<br />"ja.. jannicke." (med en plutselig innsikt) "hver gang du slår på tv, så er det noen som har laget det du ser på."<br />"hahahaha. ja.. og...?"<br />"ja, nei, da er det kanskje en del jobbmuligheter etterpå da."<br />"ja.. det er nok det."<br />"du vet.. jeg er jo så inne i helsearbeid jeg."<br />"men mamma. man kan gjøre en forskjell med film også. politiske dokumentarer f.eks kan faktisk endre på ting. og det er vel viktig med kunst også, kanskje det kan gjøre folk glade."<br />"jo."<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4414501527190203920-4402924609997752366?l=thismondaymorningwalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jannickehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06523903944907214759noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4414501527190203920.post-49718367010754738402010-06-05T01:39:00.000-07:002010-07-20T06:20:48.137-07:00I don't know how to do this so I'll be upfront. <br />I'm kind of worthless right now, due to circumstance, <br />As anything more than a person just to sleep with. <br />I can't be a boyfriend but I promise to be a considerate one-night stand. <br />Well, I said that once and it really didn't work <br />Even though I meant it but I guess I don't really know anyone who wants to hear that. <br />Well, maybe, I don't really mean it <br />'Cause I like people too much<br />Even if what I have to offer is not really enough or anything more than <br />You say you don't care<br />Your needs are pretty much the same. <br />You really don't want to date. <br />You really just want to hang out. <br />You two don't get attached <br />And I just can't either. <br />Okay great but it seems too good and I feel a need to reassert that the, uh, you know, my batteries are drained <br />And goods are damaged, mine, I'm in need of that and that. <br />Maybe this whole thing I did was naive and hurtful to approach you but <br />It really seems like you're not tripping but then <br />I start seeing stuff that's kind of not even there.<br />I'm bugging out, like, <br />Hey, what's up?<br />Um, I know it's casual but, uh,<br />Are you screwing my friend? <br />Um, wait, I guess it's all okay, we're all friends and, so, uh, you know, <br />We're all just friends <br />But if you two are doing it, I wonder, like, <br />Is he asking the same?<br />I'm sorry, though. It's really none of my business. You could d- oh, you're not even doing that? <br />Okay, no, you wouldn't. I'm sorry. Nevermind. Um, okay, uh. <br /><br /><object width="480" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/W6ucCtIbL38&hl=nb_NO&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/W6ucCtIbL38&hl=nb_NO&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4414501527190203920-4971836701075473840?l=thismondaymorningwalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jannickehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06523903944907214759noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4414501527190203920.post-30212370891739262532010-05-14T09:44:00.001-07:002010-07-20T06:11:51.933-07:00just discovered that two of my heroes have paired up in the achingly beautiful "du & jag"<br /><object width="480" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UnE7k5N4fHs&hl=nb_NO&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UnE7k5N4fHs&hl=nb_NO&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4414501527190203920-3021237089173926253?l=thismondaymorningwalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jannickehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06523903944907214759noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4414501527190203920.post-19150362690069878002010-05-11T12:59:00.000-07:002010-07-20T06:11:51.939-07:00<object width="640" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WpaE_HFrkro&hl=nb_NO&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WpaE_HFrkro&hl=nb_NO&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"></embed></object><br /><br /><object width="640" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/omnipCYQYA8&hl=nb_NO&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/omnipCYQYA8&hl=nb_NO&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"></embed></object><br /><br /><object width="400" height="225"><param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" /><param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=9379864&amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;show_title=1&amp;show_byline=1&amp;show_portrait=0&amp;color=&amp;fullscreen=1" /><embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=9379864&amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;show_title=1&amp;show_byline=1&amp;show_portrait=0&amp;color=&amp;fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="400" height="225"></embed></object><p><a href="http://vimeo.com/9379864">Seabear - I'll Build You A Fire</a> from <a href="http://vimeo.com/seabear">seabear</a> on <a href="http://vimeo.com">Vimeo</a>.</p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4414501527190203920-1915036269006987800?l=thismondaymorningwalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jannickehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06523903944907214759noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4414501527190203920.post-31170426514145122402010-05-02T15:01:00.000-07:002010-07-20T06:13:59.784-07:00Perfekt. Det vakreste og mest sensuelle stykke kunst jeg har sett på veldig lenge. <br />A Single Man, jeg anbefaler den av hele mitt hjerte.<br /><br /><object width="640" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-tCxRO67gyk&hl=en_US&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-tCxRO67gyk&hl=en_US&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4414501527190203920-3117042651414512240?l=thismondaymorningwalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jannickehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06523903944907214759noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4414501527190203920.post-18570705173208876962010-04-24T01:48:00.000-07:002010-04-24T01:49:24.463-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_STAgwCQgYLo/S9Kwi22O8dI/AAAAAAAABAI/Ub2-02VYmkw/s1600/23042010.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_STAgwCQgYLo/S9Kwi22O8dI/AAAAAAAABAI/Ub2-02VYmkw/s400/23042010.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463623410838860242" /></a><br />if anyone would like one of these I could make some more..<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4414501527190203920-1857070517320887696?l=thismondaymorningwalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jannickehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06523903944907214759noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4414501527190203920.post-62687704920239627292010-04-18T12:00:00.000-07:002010-07-20T06:11:51.945-07:00<object width="480" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nw4CkcZfhrI&hl=en_US&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nw4CkcZfhrI&hl=en_US&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"></embed></object><br /><br />It's not right but it's now or never<br />And if I wait could I ever forgive myself?<br />On a night when the moon glows yellow in the riptide<br />With the light from the TV's buzzing in the house<br /><br />Cuz I'm gonna cut it where I can<br />And then I'm gonna duck out behind them<br />If I ever had a chance it's now then<br />But I never had the feeling I could offer that to you<br /><br />To offer it to you would be cruel<br />When all I want to do is use, use you<br /><br />He was a diplomat's son<br />It was 81<br /><br />Dressed in white with my car keys hidden in the kitchen<br />I could sleep wherever I lay my head<br />And the sight of your two shoes sitting in the bathtub<br />Let me know that I shouldn't give up just yet<br /><br />Cuz I'm gonna take it from Simon<br />And then I'm gonna duck out behind them<br />If I ever had a chance it's now then<br />But I never had the feeling I could offer that to you<br /><br />To offer it to you would be cruel<br />When all I want to do is use, use you<br /><br />He was a diplomat's son<br />It was 81<br /><br />I know, you'll say<br />I'm not doing it right<br />But this is how I want it<br /><br />I can't go back<br />To how I felt before<br /><br />That night I smoked a joint<br />With my best friend<br />We found ourselves in bed<br />When I woke up he was gone<br /><br />He was the diplomat's son<br />It was 81<br /><br />Looking out at the ice-cold water all around me<br />I can't feel any traces of that other place<br />In the dark when the wind comes racing off the river<br />There's a car all black with diplomatic plates<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4414501527190203920-6268770492023962729?l=thismondaymorningwalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jannickehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06523903944907214759noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4414501527190203920.post-86557622893567646502010-04-10T11:17:00.001-07:002010-07-20T06:21:12.036-07:00<object width="640" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3mZ1zV1l2KQ&color1=0xb1b1b1&color2=0xcfcfcf&hl=en_US&feature=player_embedded&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3mZ1zV1l2KQ&color1=0xb1b1b1&color2=0xcfcfcf&hl=en_US&feature=player_embedded&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" width="640" height="385"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4414501527190203920-8655762289356764650?l=thismondaymorningwalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jannickehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06523903944907214759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4414501527190203920.post-10872861186946840512010-04-06T10:57:00.000-07:002010-07-20T06:19:51.384-07:00<object width="640" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/aY9BtROpNQ4&hl=en_US&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/aY9BtROpNQ4&hl=en_US&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"></embed></object><br /><br />HOI dette ser ut til å bli en oppdagelse jeg ikke kommer til å angre. <br /><br />Jeg er nå så inspirert at jeg får lyst til å lage en "<span style="font-style:italic;">Mitt Sandefjord</span>"-film om den siste halvtimen. <br />I den skulle jeg for eksempel filmet han som satt og tok bilder av meg på biblioteket og <br />hun som satt ved siden av og fortalte om drømmen sin med sin døde bestefar i, hvorpå damen hun fortalte den til svarte: <span style="font-style:italic;">han prøvde vel å fortelle deg noe</span>.<br /><br />Jeg skulle også filmet han som fulgte etter meg på vei til bilen og gjorde meg så redd at småløp til bilen, slang alle bøkene inn i baksetet før jeg kastet meg selv inn og låste meg inne. Så skulle jeg filmet meg selv som raste gjennom den tåkete byen i full fart med hjertet i halsen. Jeg skulle filmet bilen som blinket på meg som fikk meg til å lure på om lysene foran hadde gått, og sykkelen som dukket opp som ut av intet i tåken i Dølabakken, jeg skulle filmet syklisten (som viste seg å være min gamle religionslærerer) som så veldig gjerne engang i tiden sa at han ville gi meg 6, men at min gjengivelse av buddhismens historie desverre bare kvalifiserte til en 5+. Men han ville så gjerne gi meg en 6, at 6 er det som står på vitnemålet mitt. Han suser forbi på sykkelen sin og lite aner han at det er jeg som sitter der inne i bilen. Hans gamle elev Jannicke som han var så grei mot at han til og med ga meg alle de gamle avisene på islandsk som hans bestefar hadde samlet på seg opp igjennom og ikke nok med det: Han ga meg også 3 bind av et islandsk leksikon (det eneste leksikon noensinne utgitt på islandsk) og 3 islandske ordbøker! Siden jeg skulle flytte til Island! Lite ante han at det var meg som satt der inne i bilen der han syklet nedover i tåken nesten helt usynlig og gjennomsiktig, mens han kanskje tenkte på at det muligens var på tide å slutte å bli så knyttet til sine elever at de begynte å lure på om han var forelsket i dem. <br /><br />Deretter skulle jeg filmet at jeg svingte inn Bjørneveien, bremset ned, ble møtt av en vakker blond jente som kikket inn i bilen og fniste da jeg bremset ned slik at hun kunne krysse gaten. Jeg skulle gjerne likt å vite hvorfor hun fniste. Men det får jeg nok ikke vite. Kanskje hun hadde gjettet seg til alt som hadde hendt med meg i løpet av den siste halvtimen og fant tanken på det underholdende eller kanskje hun merket noe i min keitete nedbremsethet og blikk at jeg fant henne ekstremt attraktiv og at det var dette som fikk henne til å smile. <br /><br />Vel framme utenfor rekkehuset vårt skulle jeg filmet mamma som stod i døren da jeg kom og sa: "Men Kannicke, jeg har prøvd å ringe deg!!! Ville si at du ikke måtte skrape opp bilen på veien opp i oppkjørselen og at du må være nære stolpen!" Jeg kikker på mobilen som har vært på lydløs og ser det tapte anropet. "Men mamma, det vet jeg da godt. Jeg har jo kjørt den veien en million ganger før!" Jeg himler med øyene. Trekker pusten dypt og klyver ut av bilen idet jeg gruer meg til å gå inn. Hodet mitt er svimmelt. Mammas TV står på med altfor høy lyd. Hun sier: "Om du hadde tatt telefonen kunne du fått velge mellom bønner og pasta", jeg svarer at bønner ikke er noe substitutt for pasta. Hun sier "Jo, det er det. Og nå skal vi ha bønner". Jeg sier "Ok", puster igjen dypt og går opp trappa. Tenker at jeg trenger litt ro før jeg skal ned og spise kjøttdeig, løk og bønner. <br /><br />Dette kunne vært en liten del av filmen: <span style="font-style:italic;">Mitt Sandefjord</span>. For eksempel.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_STAgwCQgYLo/S7uBeSJvFhI/AAAAAAAABAA/4DM-S6GXktc/s1600/06042010(001).jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_STAgwCQgYLo/S7uBeSJvFhI/AAAAAAAABAA/4DM-S6GXktc/s400/06042010(001).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457097730758219282" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Noen øyeblikk senere, mens jeg spiser, sitter mamma og klør seg i øret med en tannpirker. Hun sier: "Jannicke, hvorfor ble ikke jeg meterolog?" Jeg tenker at mamma er så filmisk som det går an og at det må bli mitt store livsmål å fange henne på film.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4414501527190203920-1087286118694684051?l=thismondaymorningwalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jannickehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06523903944907214759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4414501527190203920.post-77377934081088341752010-04-05T13:58:00.000-07:002010-07-20T06:13:59.801-07:00<span style="font-style:italic;">Werkmeister Harmonies</span> - Bella Tarr (2000)<br /><br /><object width="480" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nSY7rxr0n04&hl=en_US&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nSY7rxr0n04&hl=en_US&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"></embed></object><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Denne filmen er fantastisk, men måtte den være så innmari lang?</span><br /><span style="font-style:italic;">Werckmeister Harmonies</span> er en film basert på boken <span style="font-style:italic;">The Melancholy of Resistance</span> av László Krasznahorkai fra 1989 (som jeg gjerne skulle ha lest!). Filmen foregår i Ungarn. Den dreier seg om en hovedperson som bor i en by der det er fryktelig kaldt. Det er også en god del økonomisk og politisk uro. Situasjonen forverres når det omreisende sirkuset kommer til byen, utstyrt med en utstoppet blåhval og andre anomaliteter utstoppet på glass. Den omreisende "prinsen" som følger med hvalen er en mann som bringer trøbbel og store deler av filmen dreier seg om opprør, kaos og vold. (Det føles som om han som har skrevet boken har lest <span style="font-style:italic;">Momo eller kampen om tiden</span> av Michael Ende og latt seg inspirere litt da denne hval-historien får meg til å tenke på historien som Gigi Guiden forteller til turistene i amfiteateret om prinsesse Strapatsia og hennes enorme fisk).<br /><br />Høydepunkter: Første scenen (pur perfeksjon!), hvalen og det faktum at så mye dreier seg kring den, skuespillet, castingen (alle er helt eksepsjonelt karakteristiske), scenen på vei til og inne i sykehuset som fikk meg til å gråte, de små scenene hvor folk kommer og går hvor regissøren ikke har vært redd for at noe skal bli for langtekkelig, dette er både dens styrke og svakhet; ting tar tid. Det var noe stort over den, poetisk, filosofisk og allegorisk (om jeg hadde kunnet dette landets historie bedre hadde man helt sikkert kunne ta flere av referansene og opplevelsen av filmen ville blitt enda større).<br /><br />Downers: LENGDEN, herregud så lang den var, kanskje det var litt sent da vi så den, men bevare meg vel, den føltes helt utroligt lang hvilket var ganske synd. <br /><br />Det beste med hele filmen var de første 10 minuttene, de kan du se i god kvalitet her:<br /><object width="480" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zcDVjCNTVP8&hl=en_US&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zcDVjCNTVP8&hl=en_US&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"></embed></object><br /><br />Jeg gir filmen (en svak) 4 av 5 stjerner, fordi den jo nettopp er fantastisk vakker og stor, men dessverre litt langtekkelig.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_STAgwCQgYLo/S7pTBtU6XnI/AAAAAAAAA_w/m7u98hvj00k/s1600/Picture+26.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 360px; height: 78px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_STAgwCQgYLo/S7pTBtU6XnI/AAAAAAAAA_w/m7u98hvj00k/s400/Picture+26.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456765187325058674" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4414501527190203920-7737793408108834175?l=thismondaymorningwalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jannickehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06523903944907214759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4414501527190203920.post-71486699869146619642010-04-05T13:30:00.000-07:002010-07-20T06:13:59.807-07:00<span style="font-style:italic;">The Ghost Writer</span> - Roman Polanski (2010)<br /><br /><object width="640" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/L_AerBW0EcI&hl=en_US&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/L_AerBW0EcI&hl=en_US&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"></embed></object><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">En skikkelig fin thriller med lun humor</span>. <br /><br />Høydepunkter: <a href="http://open.spotify.com/album/4tbFEMicNdnEx3sQkG3Mvg">musikken</a>, de asiatiske hushjelpene, humoren, fargene, naturen, aller siste scene.<br /><br />Downers: Gråtescenene, at Samantha fra Sex and the City plutselig har blitt så gammel.<br /><br />Jeg gir den 4 av 5 stjerner.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_STAgwCQgYLo/S7pLDVR_spI/AAAAAAAAA_o/58omAMr25ow/s1600/Picture+25.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 304px; height: 80px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_STAgwCQgYLo/S7pLDVR_spI/AAAAAAAAA_o/58omAMr25ow/s400/Picture+25.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456756419137090194" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Assosiasjon/digresjon:<br /><br />Et bittelite øyeblikk i filmen som har med vind å gjøre påminner meg om denne kortfilmen av Ivan Maximov<br /><object width="480" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ILuV6gSpeMA&hl=en_US&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ILuV6gSpeMA&hl=en_US&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4414501527190203920-7148669986914661964?l=thismondaymorningwalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jannickehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06523903944907214759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4414501527190203920.post-82361653753013706292010-04-05T12:48:00.000-07:002010-07-20T06:13:59.814-07:00<span style="font-style:italic;">Mary & Max</span> - Adam Elliot (2009)<br /><object width="640" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MgRjB8PEDkM&hl=en_US&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MgRjB8PEDkM&hl=en_US&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"></embed></object><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">En ganske søt animasjonsfilm om ensomhet, vennskap, brevvenner, alkoholisme, autisme og sosial angst</span>, men jeg er enig med <a href="http://tinyurl.com/yjelcz2">Margreth Olin i at det er en "tja"-film.</a><br /><br />Høydepunkter: Tittelsangen, de små detaljene, varmen i filmen, måten filmen behandlet kjipe ting på og hvordan ingenting dømmes og alt er naturlig (dette har også noe med det forenklede verdensbildet hos Mary som barn og hos den tilbakestående Max), f.eks mammaen i filmen som er alkoholiker blir av lille Mary beskrevet slik: <span style="font-style:italic;">she always seemed a bit wobbly to Mary</span> og når de går i butikken "låner" moren ting som hun stikker oppunder skjørtet. Et annet enormt stort pluss er jo at det er basert på en sann historie, regissøren har nemlig selv hatt et slikt penpal-forhold: <a href="http://reviews.media-culture.org.au/modules.php?name=News&file=article&sid=3239">les mer om det her</a>. <br /><br />Downers: Jeg er ingen storfan av leireanimasjon. Jeg hadde for eksempel likt filmen kanskje enda litt bedre om den hadde vært tegnet i stedenfor. Men jeg ser jo at de har gjort en veldig fin jobb selv om den var i leire. Estetikken traff meg bare ikke rett i hjertet, desverre. Jeg er nok litt kresen.<br /><br /><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UZxMv9BT-_o&feature=related">Man kan se korte bak kameraet klipp på youtube</a>. Jeg er forresten full av beundring for mennesker som har så mye tålmodighet at de får til å lage animasjonsfilm. Det er beundringsverdig, det! Mary & Max tok 5 år å lage.<br /><br />Jeg gir filmen 3 av 5:<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_STAgwCQgYLo/S7pD06jn_cI/AAAAAAAAA_g/c45FOI1XJE0/s1600/Picture+24.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 285px; height: 80px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_STAgwCQgYLo/S7pD06jn_cI/AAAAAAAAA_g/c45FOI1XJE0/s400/Picture+24.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456748474863713730" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4414501527190203920-8236165375301370629?l=thismondaymorningwalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jannickehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06523903944907214759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4414501527190203920.post-37669294604412499042010-04-05T11:57:00.000-07:002010-07-20T06:13:59.820-07:00<span style="font-style:italic;">The Bad Lieutenant: Port of call New Orleans</span> - Werner Herzog (2009)<br /><br /><object width="640" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/o-GpX3TTvrE&hl=en_US&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/o-GpX3TTvrE&hl=en_US&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"></embed></object><br />Ikke la deg skremme av den blinkende traileren, <span style="font-weight:bold;">dette er en fantastisk god film med glimt i øyet og en Nicolas Cage akkurat slik vi helst vil ha ham, <span style="font-style:italic;">i sitt ess</span>.</span> Dessuten er det også litt underholdende å tenke på at mens herr Herzog ligger der ved siden av øglene og filmer med et lite kamera, snur en av dem seg og biter ham i hånden. Dette fikk meg til å humre på en litt skadefrydaktig måte da scenen kom, siden jeg visste på forhånd at skuespillerne holdt på å daue av latter da de spilte det inn. Om du ikke har sett filmen ennå, vet du dette også nå, og kan glede deg over det samme. Kuriosa #2: Alligatoren var frossen og ikke levende. Kuriosa #3: Filmen ble spilt inn i New Orleans pga tax incentives. <br /><br />Høydepunkter: Nicolas Cage, alle dyrene, castingen (det dukker opp noen fenomenale skuespillere stort sett hele veien som gjør noen fabelaktige prestasjoner), avslutningen, helt utrolig heite Eva Mendes, øglene, historien og dens sirkelrunde natur. <br /><br />Downers: Jeg kommer ikke på noen. Er det noen?<br /><br />Jeg gir den 4 av 5 stjerner (men den ligger nesten og vipper på 5 av 5):<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_STAgwCQgYLo/S7pTplDHE5I/AAAAAAAAA_4/UBpSMkcNMHQ/s1600/Picture+23.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 62px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_STAgwCQgYLo/S7pTplDHE5I/AAAAAAAAA_4/UBpSMkcNMHQ/s400/Picture+23.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456765872297677714" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4414501527190203920-3766929460441249904?l=thismondaymorningwalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jannickehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06523903944907214759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4414501527190203920.post-45470833166530568032010-04-05T11:18:00.000-07:002010-07-20T06:13:59.826-07:00<span style="font-style:italic;">Death in Venice</span> - Luchino Visconti (1971)<br /><object width="640" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/X4N8B1ggYc4&hl=en_US&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/X4N8B1ggYc4&hl=en_US&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"></embed></object><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Jeg har fått med meg at en god del synes denne filmen er gørrkjedelig. Dem om det, for den er jo faktisk helt nydelig!</span><br /><br />En gang for lenge, lenge siden så jeg siste scenen av denne filmen da jeg flikket igjennom tv'n på jakt etter noe spennende. Jeg rakk bare akkurat å se de sjebnesvangre (og vakre) siste minuttene og tenkte at jeg måtte se hele en gang. Sjansen bød seg i påsken og jeg angret virkelig ikke! For en fryd og gammen! Virkelig ordentlig filmkunst! Filmen er basert på Thomas Manns roman med samme navn fra 1912. Historien skal ha vært inspirert av et par ting: Goethes forelskelse/fascinasjon for den 18-år gamle Ulrike von Levetzow, da han var 73 år gammel. Han fridde til henne og hun takket nei. I sin fortvilelse over hennes avslag skrev han sitt kjente dikt <span style="font-style:italic;">Marienbad Elegy</span>:<br /><br /><span style="font-style:italic;">To me is all, I to myself am lost,<br />Who the immortals' fav'rite erst was thought;<br />They, tempting, sent Pandoras to my cost,<br />So rich in wealth, with danger far more fraught;<br />They urged me to those lips, with rapture crown'd,<br />Deserted me, and hurl'd me to the ground.<br /></span><br />Den andre (og antageligvis største) inspirasjonskilden Mann hadde til sin roman kom fra en episode da han selv var i Venedig (med sin kone) hvor han ble dypt fascinert av den da 11-år gamle polske lille gutten, <a href="http://www.fotoinfo.pl/sobstr067.htm">Baron Wladyslaw Moes</a><br /><br />I filmatiseringen av romanen endret Luchino Visconti hovedpersonen, kunstneren, fra å være forfatter i boken til å bli komponist i filmen. Musikken som spilles i filmen er laget av Gustav Mahler, og det er ham hovedpersonen Aschenbach, hintes til å representere. <br /><br />Høydepunkter: Ahh, det er så mange. Venezia, kostymene, hovedkarakterens skuespilleri, dybden, musikken, bildene. <br /><br />Downers: At hovedkarakteren i filmen, den søte gutten Tadzio, spilt av en ung svensk herremann numera har gått til dansebandsyrket. Det har forøvrig ikke noe med filmen å gjøre, men jeg følte det trengte belysning.<br /><br />Jeg gir filmen 4 av 5 stjerner. <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_STAgwCQgYLo/S7ovPzb0zVI/AAAAAAAAA_A/3FbN19mshZ0/s1600/Picture+21.png"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 272px; height: 77px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_STAgwCQgYLo/S7ovPzb0zVI/AAAAAAAAA_A/3FbN19mshZ0/s320/Picture+21.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456725847064235346" /></a><br /><br />(Den får ikke 5 av 5 for det får stort sett ingen filmer av meg. Da må det noe helt spesielt og janniqueskt til. For å gi deg et eksempel på hva som kunne fått 5/5 nevner jeg slikt som Twin Peaks, Bladerunner, Tokyo Story, Les Chansons d'Amour og Cry Baby)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4414501527190203920-4547083316653056803?l=thismondaymorningwalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jannickehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06523903944907214759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4414501527190203920.post-2521849359934027822010-04-05T10:52:00.002-07:002010-07-20T06:13:59.832-07:00Jeg har bestemt meg for å innføre ymse anmeldelser i kortkort-form på norsk. Her kommer minianmeldelser av filmer jeg så i påskeuka med trailere: <br /><br /><span style="font-style:italic;">A somewhat gentle man</span> (En ganske snill mann) - Hans Petter Moland, 2010<br /><object width="640" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YonbZ88lljU&hl=en_US&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YonbZ88lljU&hl=en_US&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"></embed></object><br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Ikke så hysterisk morsom som traileren gir inntrykk av, men en helt grei film likevel</span>. <br /><br />Høydepunktene: musikken (!!!), Stellan (jepp, vi er på fornavn), Bjørn Sundquist, Jannicke Kruses kroppsspråk + skuespilleri og den polske tv'en. <br /><br />Downer: Den ekstreme pistolscenen kunne vært så mye morsommere! Som f.eks om Aksel Hennie snakket polsk på telefonen, isteden for finsk (og Stellan tok seg selv i å forstå hele samtalen pga hans polske tv-titting), om det hadde vært musikk i denne scenen (som i traileren) og om kortvokstvitsene i heisen var lagt opp litt annerledes, kanskje dverg skulle parert med en bedre vits enn den som kom, jeg vet ikke helt, men NOE manglet i denne scenen som jeg hadde trodd skulle være så morsom.<br /><br />Jeg gir den 3 av 5 stjerner:<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_STAgwCQgYLo/S7ookrTqYbI/AAAAAAAAA-w/dLUxf8IzXe0/s1600/Picture+19.png"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 75px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_STAgwCQgYLo/S7ookrTqYbI/AAAAAAAAA-w/dLUxf8IzXe0/s320/Picture+19.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456718509078372786" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4414501527190203920-252184935993402782?l=thismondaymorningwalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jannickehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06523903944907214759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4414501527190203920.post-13308987445086005912010-03-29T03:59:00.000-07:002010-07-20T06:23:20.763-07:00caribous new album swim is very good! <br /><object width="480" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0vaOgn716l4&hl=en_US&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0vaOgn716l4&hl=en_US&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"></embed></object><br /><object width="480" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HzKFvc-QR7c&hl=en_US&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HzKFvc-QR7c&hl=en_US&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"></embed></object><br /><object width="480" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2t69IpPB0rA&hl=en_US&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2t69IpPB0rA&hl=en_US&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"></embed></object><br /><object width="640" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/aiSa7THgxrI&hl=en_US&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/aiSa7THgxrI&hl=en_US&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4414501527190203920-1330898744508600591?l=thismondaymorningwalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jannickehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06523903944907214759noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4414501527190203920.post-10278474031018571032010-03-21T14:13:00.001-07:002010-07-20T06:24:49.806-07:00the old charlie and the chocolate factory movie is less entertaining than the tim burton version, in my opinion. however there was one very, very nice scene:<br /><object width="480" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2Zail7Gdqro&hl=en_US&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2Zail7Gdqro&hl=en_US&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4414501527190203920-1027847403101857103?l=thismondaymorningwalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jannickehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06523903944907214759noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4414501527190203920.post-11413978858917698992010-03-21T13:30:00.001-07:002010-07-20T06:24:49.813-07:00a very interesting movie about fellini<br /><embed id=VideoPlayback src=http://video.google.com/googleplayer.swf?docid=-7645834226035290975&hl=en&fs=true style=width:400px;height:326px allowFullScreen=true allowScriptAccess=always type=application/x-shockwave-flash> </embed><br /><br />those companies that go around the internet making things disappear (deleting youtube videos, even innocent trailers!) havent really understood the power of internetmarketing.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4414501527190203920-1141397885891769899?l=thismondaymorningwalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jannickehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06523903944907214759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4414501527190203920.post-13790901117798143822010-03-21T13:19:00.001-07:002010-07-20T06:19:51.389-07:00ja, jeg satt fast inni mamma. jeg ville visst ikke ut og hadde slått armen rundt hodet slik at jeg skulle ta mest mulig plass og være vanskelig å trykke ut. fødselen varte nesten et døgn. til sist tok de i bruk tang og sugekopp. da jeg kom ut var hodet mitt ganske deformert av sugekoppen. mamma gråt fordi jeg var så stygg. legen sa: slapp av, hun vil være så god som ny om en to ukers tid. også la de meg inntil mammas silikonbryst. <br /><br />jeg fikk kanskje en litt humpete start, <br />men det har da gått oppover siden<br /><br />sier jeg til meg selv<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4414501527190203920-1379090111779814382?l=thismondaymorningwalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jannickehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06523903944907214759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4414501527190203920.post-9732437553775630452010-03-21T03:50:00.000-07:002010-07-20T06:11:51.952-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_STAgwCQgYLo/S6X70vZNT7I/AAAAAAAAA9w/kXGpzZrxgz8/s1600-h/Picture+95.png"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_STAgwCQgYLo/S6X70vZNT7I/AAAAAAAAA9w/kXGpzZrxgz8/s400/Picture+95.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451039807495819186" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_STAgwCQgYLo/S6X7z_bxEJI/AAAAAAAAA9o/gqXprCfxmoU/s1600-h/Picture+96.png"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_STAgwCQgYLo/S6X7z_bxEJI/AAAAAAAAA9o/gqXprCfxmoU/s400/Picture+96.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451039794621649042" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_STAgwCQgYLo/S6X7zC7gTDI/AAAAAAAAA9g/3kxgKYruCys/s1600-h/Picture+97.png"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_STAgwCQgYLo/S6X7zC7gTDI/AAAAAAAAA9g/3kxgKYruCys/s400/Picture+97.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451039778380205106" /></a><br />posting an extremely bloggish post.<br />todays outfit:<br /><br />hat, armband & glasses: second hand<br />ring & jacket: acne<br />cardigan: ann-sofie back<br />dress: dark shadow by rick owens<br />shoes: martin margiela MM6<br />scarf: kathrine de place bjørn<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4414501527190203920-973243755377563045?l=thismondaymorningwalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jannickehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06523903944907214759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4414501527190203920.post-81821080229240387212010-03-20T13:17:00.000-07:002010-07-20T06:24:49.832-07:00<object width="480" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KYLBwP9UDYg&hl=en_US&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KYLBwP9UDYg&hl=en_US&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"></embed></object><br />by my favourite director, Christophe Honoré, <br />people either love this movie or hate it. <br />I havent quite decided yet.<br />I think it is possible that it is horribly great.<br /><br />I do like his newer movies better though..<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4414501527190203920-8182108022924038721?l=thismondaymorningwalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jannickehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06523903944907214759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4414501527190203920.post-66540883915499734892010-03-14T12:02:00.000-07:002010-07-20T06:26:36.320-07:00<object width="480" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/eLJsiQ4h3fY&hl=en_US&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/eLJsiQ4h3fY&hl=en_US&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"></embed></object><br /><br /><object width="480" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/A6D6N6U6Hjg&hl=en_US&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/A6D6N6U6Hjg&hl=en_US&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"></embed></object><br /><br /><object width="480" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hD-W-1z_qco&hl=en_US&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hD-W-1z_qco&hl=en_US&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"></embed></object><br /><br /><object width="480" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/90VXHjQREDM&hl=en_US&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/90VXHjQREDM&hl=en_US&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"></embed></object><br /><br />fascinating how he saw world war II coming through peoples dreams!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4414501527190203920-6654088391549973489?l=thismondaymorningwalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jannickehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06523903944907214759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4414501527190203920.post-54006119041772077622010-03-10T10:38:00.001-08:002010-07-20T06:13:59.838-07:00<object width="480" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9Ms-ilMug8A&hl=en_US&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9Ms-ilMug8A&hl=en_US&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"></embed></object><br /><br />Watched this last night, it gave me the longest goosebumps-shiver I have experienced in ages. I am very much dreading till the day when I have watched all the Miyazaki movies. Watching them for the first time is such a magic experience. One I have left which I am saving for a special occation is Howl's Moving Castle.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4414501527190203920-5400611904177207762?l=thismondaymorningwalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jannickehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06523903944907214759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4414501527190203920.post-68483351713760175412010-03-09T05:55:00.000-08:002010-07-20T06:27:26.028-07:00My good friend Leander tipped me about this great philosopher:<br /><a href="http://larshjo.tihlde.org/roderick/">Rick Roderick</a><br /><br />You can download three of his TTC lectures through the link above. <br />The three are<br />-Nietzsche and the Post-Modern Condition <br />-Self Under Siege - Philosophy in the 20th Century<br />-Philosophy and Human Values <br /><br />Here is an interview with him about <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Critical_theory">"critical theory"</a>:<br /><embed id=VideoPlayback src=http://video.google.com/googleplayer.swf?docid=3720439413711346212&hl=en&fs=true style=width:400px;height:326px allowFullScreen=true allowScriptAccess=always type=application/x-shockwave-flash> </embed><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4414501527190203920-6848335171376017541?l=thismondaymorningwalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jannickehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06523903944907214759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4414501527190203920.post-31951046123859005132010-03-09T03:55:00.001-08:002010-07-20T06:27:49.690-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_STAgwCQgYLo/S6aFHK1B0uI/AAAAAAAAA94/aJ-ssLrRXzA/s1600-h/Picture+69.png"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 198px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_STAgwCQgYLo/S6aFHK1B0uI/AAAAAAAAA94/aJ-ssLrRXzA/s400/Picture+69.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451190757190914786" /></a>Moonface (Spencer Krug) released his Dreamland EP: Marimba And Shit-Drums in 2009. It consists of 1 song which is 20 minutes long. The lyrics to the song are based on his own dreams. You can read the lyrics and his dream diary and post your own dreams on <a href="http://moonface.ca">his beautiful website</a> (snapshot above). <a href="http://tinyurl.com/yc3yvxj">Here you can check out the song on spotify</a>. I recommend reading the lyrics while listening. <br /><br />If you like Spencer Krug you could also check out his other projects; Sunset Rubdown, Frog Eyes, Swan Lake, Wolf Parade.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4414501527190203920-3195104612385900513?l=thismondaymorningwalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jannickehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06523903944907214759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4414501527190203920.post-39533122022630160922010-03-08T06:12:00.000-08:002010-07-20T06:14:18.464-07:00<a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jannickestendal/4417097596/" title="7648045 by disoriented am i, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2742/4417097596_60596a89b9.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="7648045" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jannickestendal/4417099542/" title="7769709 by disoriented am i, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4018/4417099542_352a1e5652.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="7769709" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jannickestendal/4417101644/" title="10149741 by disoriented am i, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2729/4417101644_46ee01c485.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="10149741" /></a><br /><br /><object width="400" height="300"><param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" /><param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=10002599&amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;show_title=1&amp;show_byline=1&amp;show_portrait=0&amp;color=&amp;fullscreen=1" /><embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=10002599&amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;show_title=1&amp;show_byline=1&amp;show_portrait=0&amp;color=&amp;fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="400" height="300"></embed></object><p><a href="http://vimeo.com/10002599">i said a hip hop a hip a hippe</a> from <a href="http://vimeo.com/user1072057">jannicke stendal</a> on <a href="http://vimeo.com">Vimeo</a>.</p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4414501527190203920-3953312202263016092?l=thismondaymorningwalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jannickehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06523903944907214759noreply@blogger.com0