Sculptures in Denmark

Recently, I went to Denmark, as you might have seen in my latest post about architecture. Instead of publishing pictures randomly, I have decided to gather them into themes, and here comes the second part – Sculptures!

Pictures were taken in Copenhagen, in the Glyptoteket, as well as in Louisiana Modern Art Museum. Again, I used the black and white setting from my camera. I have been using a Canon 500D for the past five years, and although I sometimes feel limited, I still enjoy it.


I don’t remember where this picture was taken exactly… But I remember loving the building.


This is a piece by Giacometti, in the amazing Louisiana museum.


This is a sculpture I found in the Botanical Garden of Copenhagen. All sculptures were related to Greek Olympics.


A close-up on The Age of Bronze by Rodin. The light was amazing. This was taken in the Glyptoteket.


I haven’t written the name of the piece or of the artist. Maybe someone will be able to tell me in comments. But again, I tried to play with lighting.


I still have some pictures to share, which I will do in the next few days. My next trip should be in the south of France, and then San Francisco in the summer. I am looking forward to it.


Architecture in Denmark

I was recently very lucky to accompany my pupils for a one-week school trip in Denmark. We got to visit many museums and places in Hillerød and Copenhagen. It also gave me the opportunity to take some new photographs, which I will share now.

First, let me start with some pictures of architecture. As you can see below, I have enjoyed taking black and white photographs.


This is a corridor in Louisiana, a modern art museum. This place is incredibly beautiful and the exhibitions were very interesting.


Somewhere near the main river, just on the other side of Christiniasborg.


This is another corridor, but outside. It was taken at the National History museum.


These are the stairs going down to the entrance of the Danish Architecture Centre, where I was lucky to see an incredible exhibition about young people developing ideas to preserve the planet.


The only photo in colours. This was taken at Nyhavn. It is so full of tourists and restaurants that I had troubles taking a good pictures of the colourful houses. The day after, we went on a boat trip and I seized the occasion for this amazing shot.

Interrail – Architecture

Last April, I went to Canada, and still haven’t posted any picture. However, during summer, I went on a three-week trip across Europe, visiting some of the main cities in the western countries. I took so many pictures that it took me a long time to sort them out. Here are some of my favourite ones, related to architecture.

The MoMa in Paris

Until the beginning of March, the Louis Vitton Foundation (Bois de Boulogne) has opened its doors to two hundred masterpieces from American Museum of Modern Art (MoMa). I was very lucky to visit the exhibition and (re)discover so many brilliant artists. This article is just a random guy talking about art he liked.

Constructing / Deconstructing art

What I love about modern artists is that they tend to interact with the audience. Two artists in particular have made me question the notion of changing art in this exhibition. Felix Gonzales-Torres created sculptures made of sweets, asking the public to help themselves with one. With only 85 unique structures offered to the MoMa (the artist died in 1996), there will be a point when its oeuvre, Untitled (USA Today) will cease to exist. If I remember well, it was metaphorical for his illness which would kill him eventually. With that piece, visitors were part of the deconstruction of art.

Another artist who interacted with the public was Slovakian Roman Ondák who, contrarily to Gonzales-Torres, used the people to construct his piece. Measuring the Universe consists of measuring the visitors and writing their first names and the dates they came.

I participated in the second one, as I was happy to be part of a Modern work, but I didn’t take a sweet, as I felt guilty (ridiculously).



As you might have seen on my blog, I love the art of photography, and it is the only visual art I have tried. The exhibition offered a look at different artists, and proposed as well anonymous works. The aim was to show the evolution of the art, from daguerreotypes to digital photos, and explore its different uses. I cannot unfortunately talk about all of the artists, but I can present three I liked : Walker Evans, Man Ray and Jeff Wall.

Walker Evans is famous for his photojournalism during the Great Depression. His work was first presented in the MoMa in 1938, before the Department of Photography was created.

I knew the name “Man Ray” but could not associate it with any work. And then, I recognized one : Anatomies, because it was used for the cover of a Cigarette after Sex album. I do love black and white photos, especially when they tend to be abstract. I can only advise to search for Stieglitz’s art if you like them too.

Finally, Jeff Wall. After “Invisible Man” by Ralph Ellison, the Prologue was definitely the work I prefered in the entire museum. Created in 1999-2000, it depicts a scene from Ellison’s novel, in which the narrator steals electricity to light his thousand bulbs. It is a huge photo on a light box, which catches the eye from far away. The picture is a representation of loneliness (we can all rely), but most importantly of the condition of black people in the America of the 1950s.


I could carry on for hours on the dozens of artists I have liked in the museum (Picasso, Frida Khalo, Hopper, Signac, and so many more).

A part of the exhibition was dedicated to the history of the MoMa, with a collection of books, pamphlets, photos and videos about the evolution of the museum. I very much liked to learn more about the people who created it and those who contributed to its expansion. Thanks to them, we have the chance to admire the best works ever made since the 1880s, and although I talked a lot about famous people, I was lucky to get to know contemporary artists I didn’t know.

The Anonymous Inspiration

And again it happened
Drowned in the depths of my sorrows,
The darkest,
I contemplated my soul.

Lulled by the music of my thoughts
I let them fall, tears
Tears of sadness, tears of bliss.

And Death noticed them and came,
Her cloak dancing with the wind
And there was nothing else I could do
But wait.

Wait for the Angel,
The Angel of Death.