When funerals are jolly
I was just at the best funeral of my life.
The day started out well enough by som HoMM with the mistress, then food at the Filipino general consul's house. The consul was having lots of women over for a norwegian-speaking-and-general-socialising-event. I never get used to being a polite guest with east-asian hosts. Its tough.
But afterwards, i picked up my computer. Which was nice. And got home and put my suit on. Cause I had been invited to the funeral of Galleri Borg. It is closing down, and the wonderful creations of Finn Hald must find new dwellings. Extremely many old people who apparently knew each other from before made it less interesting than it should, but a conversation with Finn Hald, after which I was promptly gifted a signed copy of his book, since he was grateful and happy about the younger generation's interest in his work, more than remedied that temporary dissatisfaction of the lack of my own people there.
I would suggest that people google finn hald, as I know of few other artists who manage to conjure up such amounts of fuzziness with their sculptures and poems
The day started out well enough by som HoMM with the mistress, then food at the Filipino general consul's house. The consul was having lots of women over for a norwegian-speaking-and-general-socialising-event. I never get used to being a polite guest with east-asian hosts. Its tough.
But afterwards, i picked up my computer. Which was nice. And got home and put my suit on. Cause I had been invited to the funeral of Galleri Borg. It is closing down, and the wonderful creations of Finn Hald must find new dwellings. Extremely many old people who apparently knew each other from before made it less interesting than it should, but a conversation with Finn Hald, after which I was promptly gifted a signed copy of his book, since he was grateful and happy about the younger generation's interest in his work, more than remedied that temporary dissatisfaction of the lack of my own people there.
I would suggest that people google finn hald, as I know of few other artists who manage to conjure up such amounts of fuzziness with their sculptures and poems