As many of our readers know, I’ve just returned from a few days in Copenhagen and Malmo… (I’m really so lucky!)
I love to go on these trips. It’s a hurricane of preparations before we leave, arranging for the children’s care, a housesitter, Teemo’s care (Thank you so much, Cristi!) and of course, someone to mind the store and help our ladies on my regular days. (And again, the wonderful Cristi… Really, what would I do without you?)
However, despite the cost, time, hassle and stress – it’s worth it. Thanks to the far reaching gaze of the internet we can know visit cities virtually, using google maps and other tools, so we can see the architecture, the colours, and the layout of the place… but it’s not the same experience.
On these trips I find so much inspiration, and I never fail to reset my aesthetic standards. It puts to rest any thought of compromise, and makes me want to try harder, find better products, present them more beautifully, and provide a better experience for Tartooful’s customers.
…But the real secret is, it’s the tiny details that inspire me. The grand avenues, legendary flagship stores and extraordinary architecture are gorgeous, and absolutely give me joy. However, it’s the simple gesture that elevates the everyday to the divine that never fails to truly inspire me. For example, in the photo at right, the curves, combined with the subtle and perfect range of tone on tone on tone absolutely sings to me. If I turned and looked the other way, the view was an astonishing formal garden and palace, but this is the photo I wanted.
To see the everyday life and tiny details of a place, I love to simply walk. I’ll pore over the map in the morning, get a feel for the overall layout of a place and set myself a few possible objectives. Beyond that, I simply walk. And walk. And Walk.
I meander the streets, popping into odd courtyards, pausing in little parks, sipping coffee where the locals do and asking friendly shop keepers where they think I should wander next. It’s so much more interesting off the the beaten track.
We stayed at the Fox hotel, a project in which artists create a complete art environment in each room. There are many similar projects around the world now, but this one retains its credibility as an original idea, with strong artistic independence and integrity. Our room was spare and minimalist, inspired by raw and unfinished feel of a construction site, or an abandoned industrial area. Despite the description, it was serene, light filled and comfortable – and came at a very reasonable price compared to the more typical chain hotels.
Greg & I were amazed by the simple and bold lines of the new Royal Library. So very Scandinavian, with it’s black form against the clear blue sky, and such perfect landscape architecture framing it, giving it the breathing room it needs in the heart of the city.
…But when we meandered the tiny, limestone gravel lined pathways to find the oldest section of the library, we found a traditional European garden, with ancient pillars filled with flowers, a crumbling fountain, flowering fruit trees and this charming cottage.
…So my feet are a little bruised, and my trusty, comfy camper boots are a little scuffed, but my creative soul is recharged, and I can’t wait to pour all my creative energy into Tartooful!
Stay tuned, as in my next post I’ll tell you all about my experience of Trollbeads in it’s home city of Copenhagen…