02.13.08
Dish bunny
If I didn’t have a dish washer, a dish bunny from Dutch by Design would move into my kitchen!

Photo from Dutch by Design
02.11.08
Library bus
Today I visited the library bus for the first time. It comes here once a week and it’s very convenient to be able to borrow books without going to the library. So now I have two new books to be read: PS I love you by Cecelia Ahern and Mark Haddon’s A Spot of Bother. I’ve read The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time by Mark Haddon so it will be my second book by him. I’m about half-way through Musicophilia and for me it’s a real page-turner!
02.10.08
Perfect day!
Today has been a great day! We took a long walk, and the weather is very spring-like although it’s only February. In the afternoon I finished Second Chance, which was a pleasant read. And now I’m playing scrabble. I’ll be content even if I lose (but winning is better…).
02.09.08
New books!

I bought two books today, even though there isn’t any room in my bookshelves… I’ve already begun reading one of them: Second Chance by Jane Green. Jane Green’s books are chick lit at its best – easy to read and still engaging. This book seems as good as the previous ones.
I saw at her website that she has another book coming out in June – good!

The other book: Musicophilia: Tales of Music and the Brain by Oliver Sacks. I’ve read some of his earlier books (An Anthropologist on Mars, The Man Who Mistook His Wife for a Hat) and I’m looking forward to reading this one.
02.08.08
Light shadows
The designer Ingegerd Råman has created these lightbulbs for Orrefors. Suddenly a room lit by a bare lightbulb doesn’t seem that bad!

Photo by Orrefors
01.29.08
Stardust
Now I’ve finished Stardust by Neil Gaiman and I liked it very much! As Eva writes, Tristran completes the hero’s journey. His coming of age is carried out through a rite of passage, as described by Van Gennep in Rites of Passage (1909). A rite of passage consists of these three components:
- Period of segregation from previous way of life (preliminary phase);
- State of transition from one status to another (liminal phase); and
- Process of introduction to the new social status and the new way of life (postliminal phase).
The segregation from Tristran’s previous way of life begins as he decides to fetch the fallen star for Victoria. The decision marks the start of his transition, and his father notices this: “But Dunstan Thorn saw the look in his son’s eyes” (p 50). His father seems to understand that this journey is inevitable for Tristran and sends him on his way. The segregation is marked by Tristran going through the wall and into Faerie, and the transformation continues as “the little hairy man” gets Tristran new clothes:
“These are your clothes now,” said the little hairy man, proudly. “I traded ‘em. This stuff’s better quality – see, it won’t rip and tear as easy – and it’s neither tattered nor torn, and withal, you’ll not stick out so much as a stranger. This is what people wears hereabouts, y’see.” (…)
And Tristran Thorn in crimson and canary was not the same man that Tristran Thorn in his overcoat and Sunday suit had been.
The liminal phase can be seen as the time Tristran spends in Faerie before returning to Wall, and the adventures and dangers he faces. When Tristran returns to Wall, he has clearly changed. The men at guard on the gap do not recognise him and do not wish to let him into Wall, but his father and sister make sure that he gets back. When Victoria sees Tristran, she says “Look at you (…). You became a man”, thereby beginning Tristran’s introduction to his new social status. What’s interesting is that Tristran does not stay in Wall, as would typically be the case. Instead, he goes on to lead the rest of his life (the postliminal phase) in Faerie.
A quick note on the sons of the eighty-first lord of Stormhold: the presence of both the dead and the living children reminded me of a painting from the 18th century by an artist named Jonas Dürch. It depicts the Hjortsberg family, and in the painting both the living and the dead children are present. The dead children are turned away, or half-hidden behind the living.
The Hjortsberg family, 18th century
Finally, I loved the short description of the star’s fall:
And there was a voice, a high clear, female voice which said, “Ow,” and then, very quietly, it said “Fuck,” and then it said “Ow,” once more.
The use of “Fuck” as an interjection does not seem quite congruous with the fact that the story is set in the 19th century. This makes me think that the star falls not only from the sky but also from another time, and therefore I do not feel quite as sad about the ending where she is all alone and watching the sky with sad eyes. Maybe when she gets to her time (the present?) she will not have to live alone and forever. But that’s just a thought.
Well, that’s enough for now.
01.28.08
Halfway through
Well, I’m halfway through Stardust and so far I’m delighted! The only problem is I really should be getting some sleep, but to get to bed I need to tear myself away from the story.
The next book
I’m thinking about which book I will read next. I’ve been rereading a few books but now I’m in the mood for something new! I think it will probably be Stardust by Neil Gaiman. After I’ve read it I will read this review which I stumbled upon today.
01.27.08
Urban exploration
I read an article in the newspaper today about urban exploration. I suppose that is as close to time travel we get today; “time stands still”. Jan Jörnmark has written a book called Deserted Places and his website is full of pictures from different environments. I really liked the ones from Ytong Headquarters. It’s strange to think that some places seem to have closed from one day to the next. So much stuff left. I guess it’s cheaper to leave everything as it is than to get rid off it.
Andreas Ingefjord is another urban explorer – look at his photos here.

Local water tower
01.26.08
Scrabble online
One of my favourite pass-times is playing scrabble online – online is great because you don’t have to do the adding up yourself.
Betapet is a very good site for any scrabble-oholic. Today I’ve won one game and lost one game, so I’m feeling balanced…
My scrabble nemesis is my husband-to-be. If he was the formally dressed, shirt-wearing type, I would get him scrabble cufflinks. But no, they would not come to much use.

Scrabble cufflinks, The Library Shop
