Grief, loss of dogs, www.Fenne.be

Grief didn’t swallow me

Even when you expect it in some way, having to say goodbye always comes as a shock. Suddenly any later, any plans or dreams get canceled and although I couldn't imagine a life without any of them, the world kept turning. The snow would fall...

#FridaysForFuture, climate action strike, Stockholm March 2019, Klimatstrejk, Greta Thunberg, www.Fenne.be

Fridays for Future, March 15, Stockholm

A long bus trip brought me from postcard Dalarna with snow on the roofs all the way to a gloomy Stockholm where the rain would accompany all day during the strike for the climate. The past few weeks, I've read so much criticism on these actions...

Cold winters & skincare

By no means am I a beauty/make-up blogger or expert. On the contrary. Although I like to put on some eyeliner or eyeshadow, most days I don't do more than washing my face, maybe scrub and use a UV-cream. For years I've been fighting my...

Textures of Gotland, nature photography Sweden, Visby, traveling, artist, Europe, www.Fenne.be

Textures of Gotland

They say that spring is the nicest moment to visit Gotland, when there are flowers everywhere. My curiosity couldn't wait several months and it has this peculiar preference for the cold and abandoned places. There is something special about places that seem to be forgotten,...

I don't like Mondays, Brenda Spencer graphic novel, true crime story, visual art, www.Fenne.be

I don’t like Mondays

Forty years ago, on Monday, January 29, 1979, a 16-year-old girl took a rifle and fired thirty times at the elementary school across her house. She killed two people and injured 8 (some sources say 9). Her name is Brenda Spencer. In 2015, I wrote Brenda...

Wednesday Wanderings 22, wanderlust, nature photography, hiking in Sweden, life with dogs in Sweden, www.Fenne.be

Wednesday Wanderings (22)

Wandering around I wonder what would these colors taste like? It looks like strawberry and peach flavored marshmallows exploded because of the vibrant winter sun. The dogs have their own idea of good taste. Oona prefers running around with a plastic chicken to get Mogwai into chasing her. And Lizzie...