Last summer my brother and his family were visiting. One of the days of their visit, we went to the Zoo.
As we got to the area of the ostrichs, giraffes and zebras, the zoo-keeper tried to gather the giraffes and made them go into their house. One of the baby girafs didn't feel like getting up to go inside. I felt blessed to witness the zoo-keeper and the baby giraf "communicating". And I felt convinced, that the zoo keeper felt blessed with his occupation :)
The Monotony of Life
My name is Henriette - Henne for short.
I can't stand when people calls me Henry or Henri - those names are the male version of my name.
Anyway, apart from my aversion towards being called by male names, I was born in the late '60s.
I moved from my hometown of Aarhus in 2006 in order to work as a developer in Copenhagen - capitol of Denmark.
I love my life here in Copenhagen, and I love taking photos.
In 2012 I "converted" this blog to be a place to showcase some of my photos.
søndag, september 01, 2013
søndag, juni 02, 2013
Contagious smiles
Copenhagen Carnival 2013 was on a beautiful sunny day - given the weather we've had in Denmark this spring, it seemed very lucky. I didn't stay long but did get some really good shots.
Since so many of the participants were handing out big, big smiles, which resulted in lots of smiles being send back to them, I will showcase 8 of the many smiles. Enjoy :-D
Since so many of the participants were handing out big, big smiles, which resulted in lots of smiles being send back to them, I will showcase 8 of the many smiles. Enjoy :-D
søndag, maj 05, 2013
Seasons
A year ago I had a rendevous with a very special someone at a certain park bench in my local park.
I revisited the bench a couple of days later and got the idea for taking seasonal photos of the bench.
This is the result. As I've looked through the many photos and decided upon these four, I realized that I can improve this. So most likely there will be a repetition of this blog, but with a different angle.
I revisited the bench a couple of days later and got the idea for taking seasonal photos of the bench.
This is the result. As I've looked through the many photos and decided upon these four, I realized that I can improve this. So most likely there will be a repetition of this blog, but with a different angle.
Summer
the bench is very secluded, because of the rich foliage. |
Autumn
the bench is visible from many angles,
but still leaves have taken over the seating area,
indicating, noone uses it.
|
Winter
Snow everywhere - even on the seating area,
footprints in the snow behind it (and on the side)
indicates everyone just passes by the bench.
|
Spring
in plain view, but uninteresting.
Lots of activities in the area,
but none of these involves a park bench.
|
lørdag, april 20, 2013
Idols
This Wednesday, April 17th 2013, I got to meet one of my five longest "running" idols.
John Taylor, bassplayer and founding member of Duran Duran.
My "favorite" bandmember is and always was the drummer, Roger Taylor.
So I didn't think anything of meeting John. In fact, I had decided only to go for his booksigning if - an only if - I was successful in getting the book in english. I didn't really care for having to read someone elses interpretation of his words.
I bought an english copy a few days before the event.
BUT - this is what I don't get. As I arrived at the bookstore that held the event I actually started feeling nervous. I was there an hour early, and as I sat there waiting, seeing other people arrive, hearing their conversations, even being forced to communicate with some of them, my nerves got bigger and bigger.
He finally entered the bookstore. Then waiting in line was fun but also made me anxious. At the point when there were 5 in front of me for their books to be signed I felt like a silly little schoolgirl. I got to "taste" (recollect) what it was like for me to be a fan of Duran Duran at the age of 13 all over again. It was also the same anxiety that I had felt going alone to a Duran Duran concert at Valby hallen in 1987 - even though I had just turned 17 (back then I lived in Aarhus, Jutland so it was a big deal!).
I finally got to meet him, and I forgot to pose and smile to the girl holding my camera (and forgot to get him to do it aswell), so I never got a photo of me with him.
Actually, I forgot all about my camera and was about to find my seat when the girl came rushing over to me with the camera. Instead of a photo with me and him, I did get a really good spot throughout the event, so I got some really nice photos of him.
Here's a selection.
John Taylor, bassplayer and founding member of Duran Duran.
My "favorite" bandmember is and always was the drummer, Roger Taylor.
So I didn't think anything of meeting John. In fact, I had decided only to go for his booksigning if - an only if - I was successful in getting the book in english. I didn't really care for having to read someone elses interpretation of his words.
I bought an english copy a few days before the event.
BUT - this is what I don't get. As I arrived at the bookstore that held the event I actually started feeling nervous. I was there an hour early, and as I sat there waiting, seeing other people arrive, hearing their conversations, even being forced to communicate with some of them, my nerves got bigger and bigger.
He finally entered the bookstore. Then waiting in line was fun but also made me anxious. At the point when there were 5 in front of me for their books to be signed I felt like a silly little schoolgirl. I got to "taste" (recollect) what it was like for me to be a fan of Duran Duran at the age of 13 all over again. It was also the same anxiety that I had felt going alone to a Duran Duran concert at Valby hallen in 1987 - even though I had just turned 17 (back then I lived in Aarhus, Jutland so it was a big deal!).
I finally got to meet him, and I forgot to pose and smile to the girl holding my camera (and forgot to get him to do it aswell), so I never got a photo of me with him.
Actually, I forgot all about my camera and was about to find my seat when the girl came rushing over to me with the camera. Instead of a photo with me and him, I did get a really good spot throughout the event, so I got some really nice photos of him.
Here's a selection.
John busy signing books.
I have blurred the person who is getting his book and vinylcover signed, as I don't know the individual and I do not think it's right for me to publish a photo of him.
John talking to danish radio DJ Mathias Buch Jensen
John reading a chapter from his book - The Pleasure Groove.
fredag, januar 25, 2013
Art on the streets - part I
This muriel is not exactly turned towards the street. It is on the inside wall of a garden in Reykjavik, Iceland. But if you happen to walk on the sidewalk that runs past the garden, this is the view you will see.
This muriel is on a house wall in Walnut Grove, Minnesota - depicting Laura Ingalls Wilder
This is outside Mr. Brainwash exhibition in London, UK. I took this photo in October 2012. I did not go in. Still, I loved the "decorations" they were a nice surprise on my stroll through London.
Seattle Gum Wall - quite yucky.
On the opposite side of the Gum Wall
On the corner of Martin Luther King Jr Way and Ashby Ave in Berkeley I noticed this supermarket
At Berkeley Marina - surfboard, Superman and nude ??? Lois Lane - really???
A shark - this is some where between San Francisco and Muir Woods
This muriel is on a house wall in Walnut Grove, Minnesota - depicting Laura Ingalls Wilder
This is outside Mr. Brainwash exhibition in London, UK. I took this photo in October 2012. I did not go in. Still, I loved the "decorations" they were a nice surprise on my stroll through London.
Seattle Gum Wall - quite yucky.
On the opposite side of the Gum Wall
On the corner of Martin Luther King Jr Way and Ashby Ave in Berkeley I noticed this supermarket
At Berkeley Marina - surfboard, Superman and nude ??? Lois Lane - really???
lørdag, oktober 27, 2012
Impressions
There are many different ways of trying to leave a mark to prove you did exist.
This is one of those marks.
The photo was taken on Martin Luther King Jr. Boulevard in Savannah
This is one of those marks.
The photo was taken on Martin Luther King Jr. Boulevard in Savannah
Summer in Jutland
This is a photo of my sister.
We were visiting our parents and went for a walk in the countryside.
What the image do not show, is that my sister is holding some of the crop from the field in front of her. Checking the grain.
I like this photo because it to me is tranquil. Also I love that the crop on the field is in focus in the bottom right corner, as well as my sister. And the rest of the background is blurry.
Showing the importance of my sister and the fact that she is checking the grain.
tirsdag, oktober 09, 2012
Wish or reality?
I was recently in Atlanta.
Walked around near the Olympic park and as I was about to leave, I noticed this inscription on one of the bricks.
Walked around near the Olympic park and as I was about to leave, I noticed this inscription on one of the bricks.
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