Personal portraits in the Swedish winter

Posted by Patrik Edvardsson | Posted in , , , , , , | Posted on 1:37 PM



Airportline is in Sweden. Next to me my sister is wrapping presents and the scent of freshly baked scones is still lingering in the air from the morning. We are listening to this pretty Christmas song from Sufjan Stevens epic 5-cd 'Songs For Christmas', as suggested by Swedish music journalist Kristin Lundell. Winter is all around and yesterday I sat in an airplane in Copenhagen in a snowstorm, waiting for a Thai Airways airplane to be de-iced while finishing the last pages of Amos Oz Black Box, admiring his personal portraits. Or how about this apt description a few pages from the end of the novel:

'A slightly stooping, balding man, with fine skin; his appearance reminds me of a Scandinavian village pastor, on his face a strange mixture of mortification, meditation, and irony, his shoulders sloping downward, his back bony and stiff. Only the grey eyes seem cloudy and damp, like the eyes of a confirmed alcoholic'

From the Airportline crew we wish you a Merry Christmas and we will be back after the celebrations with more observations from the world.

Comments (0)

Post a Comment