Way back when we started looking at what sites to see in Stockholm, Mirinda came across the Dance Museum. Unfortunately, it was closed due to the plague. Then, this week, she decided to have a day in Stockholm on her own (like my Tuesday’s). I checked and the Dance Museum had re-opened. So that was her destination.
I stayed at home with the girls, given we couldn’t get a minder for them. The three of us had a pretty lazy day. We did go for a slow old walk around the block and I managed to wear Emma out throwing the ball, but that was pretty much it for anything particularly strenuous.
I also managed to watch an episode of The Walking Dead on the TV. Usually, I have to watch it on either my phone or tablet, so it was a rare treat seeing it on a big screen and not having to wear headphones.
As far as TWD is concerned, I only have one more of the ‘bonus’ episodes to go, and then I’ve finished series ten. These ‘character driven’ episodes were a result of the plague and social distancing required during filming. They feature single characters mostly and, when there are two, they are well apart.
None of these episodes particularly bring anything new to the story and, actually, I have found them dull. TWD should be generally exciting, not 100% contemplative. The episode with Carol going a bit crazy on the drywall was, frankly, boring.
Hopefully the final season 11 episodes will see a return to normal. Anyway, that’s enough of that.
While I was lazing around the house, Mirinda was having an excellent time in Stockholm. At the Dance Museum she saw an exhibition on a never before heard of (by her) dance company called Ballets Suédois.
The company was started and bank rolled by Rolf de Maré (1888–1964) who also founded the Dance Museum. Sadly, the Ballets Suédois, while being super innovative, only lasted five years. It was run by a couple of gay guys (Rolf and Jean), something which Swedish critics couldn’t handle.
Above is a cartoon drawn by Nils Dardel, the Swedish post-impressionist painter. It was created when the ballet company was starting to become successful. It features Jean Börlin, the creative driving force behind the company, and his decapitation of his critics. The one he has just killed is David Sprengel, one of the harshest.
It’s a delightful use of metaphor, with the naysayers being defeated by the one thing they claim is not good enough.
There’s not a lot of material from the company – no choreography, no actual film of performances, etc. There are lots of drawings and newspaper clippings though, so at least the story can be told.
She also roamed the rest of the museum, checking out the permanent collection before heading for the bistro for a late lunch.
The bistro is named after Rolf and serves a fine Swedish version of the classic bacon, pancake and maple syrup but using smoked ham, lingonberry and thin potato crepe. Mirinda highly recommends it.
She managed to do quite a lot of walking. I said that was a good idea given she had the freedom to walk at whatever speed she wanted rather than Gazpace, which is decidedly slow.
All in all, she had a lovely day, particularly pleased she managed to navigate the public transport system effectively.