134. A World Beyond Mugs

15th May 2014, Keramikens Hus, Strängnäs, Sweden

Once, just once, it would be nice to be able to nod knowingly when people refer to the all the cultural sights of my tiny hometown. 

I instead have to admit than in the 19 years spent in my home town I haven't set foot in any of the quirky museums, been to view any of the rune inscriptions in the surroundings and quite frankly I have no idea which princess it is that is buried in the city's cathedral. This in spite of being dragged to said cathedral at least twice yearly and being told the sad story of this young princess who died too early. I think her name might have been Isolabella? Or actually, that might be the pizza place on Main Street?

Oh well, my youth was spent on far more important things. Like hanging out in the town's only mall, having crushes on the boys in the year above who had the coolest mopeds ever and trying to get drunk on homemade dandelion wine. And yes, that tastes as bad as it sounds.

Now however, I have actually learned to appreciate that in this small town of small towns, there is something to do apart from tipping cows and drinking moonshine. So after a lovely lunch with my oldest pal from Kindergarten, we decided to pop into the Ceramics museum that is the pride and joy of the only park in town.

At the end of the day, I guess knowing the difference between the different types of ceramics may be useful in the future. You know, if I should ever take up pottery in the future. Eventually I will have to find a hobby that sticks for longer than two weeks and this could be it, in theory...?

We wandered around this tiny museum for longer than I would normally put up with on my cultural outings and I actually think that this Lady of Leisure thing have made me receptive to the arts! I actually enjoyed walking around quietly, properly looking at the items on display and read up on what inspired the artist to create a porcelain cucumber.

Culture quota for May - complete!

A bowl. A... Coral? And a.... Very round carrot? Let's pray to god I won't ever get quizzed when leavign a museum.

Big white spaces and big blue bowls!

Ceramic fruit salad.