Hello Sunday Internet People,
Big Gunnar of course got a little depression on our home coming.
To see Big Gunnar this down and depressed is of course not tolerable, so I suggested to him we go for a small walk to lift his spirit. "Maybe we even can find some art along the way? I know of some almost smelly art that might help in rising your your mood." I said to him. "Old man, we are to old to appreciate that kind of humor." He answered me. "Art." I said. "I said art." "You really must start to speak more understandable." He answered. "We have been home for weeks, so maybe we should start speaking Norwegian again?" I said. "Acceto." Big Gunnar answered.
Anyway, we went for a walk so I could show him that we also had art suddenly around us here in Norway also, maybe not the same as in Rome, but still the same, sort of same same but different. "Look at all the colors." I said. "Howdy partner !" Big Gunnar suddenly said, he had obviously found a lonesome cowboy or rather cowgirl, or maybe cowmadame or just something with a cowboy hat, that just suddenly stood in front of him.
Big Gunnars "Howdy Partner Friend."
Then Big Gunnar suddenly stopped again and I knew he had seen it.
"Now, this really is a work of modest art and funny you wanted to remind me of them, because I of course know quite a lot of interesting facts about them." Big Gunnar said. Even if they are beautiful in Oslo, they are almost more beautiful in Trondheim.
A manhole cover from Trondheim.
"The invention actually came from Rome. I do not know how much weight they need to be able to carry there, but in Norway they must be able to support approximately 40 tons. I am not sure of other types of art so small, so neglected, that needs to preform in such a scale." Big Gunnar continued.
After a very short walk while Big Gunnar continued his lecture about neglected but beautiful art. We stopped once more.
"Here you have two things !" Big Gunnar said. "You have the manhole cover and listen, the church is having a Glockenspiel concert. They are playing from famous German composers."
His mood was high again, and we found a bench in the autumn rain where we could sit and think about everyday art, while we listened to the remaining of a famous Glockenspiel concert, such a small effort and life is good.
"Maybe next time I will teach you about church bells." Big Gunnar said and smiled at me. The light rain just made the day more shiny.
Find whatever makes you happy!
Have a nice Sunday and coming week,