
Enter Art Fair, Copenhagen
27, 28, 29, 30 September 2026 This is the only picture I took at the Art Fair. It was housed in the Lokomotivværkstedet (Locomotive Workshop), which for me was the most interesting aspect of the Fair. “My Stunning Myster
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27, 28, 29, 30 September 2026 This is the only picture I took at the Art Fair. It was housed in the Lokomotivværkstedet (Locomotive Workshop), which for me was the most interesting aspect of the Fair. “My Stunning Myster

kak·is·toc·ra·cy (kăk′ĭ-stŏk′rə-sē, kä′kĭ-) Government by the least qualified or most unprincipled citizens. [Greek kakistos, worst, superlative of kakos, bad; + -cracy.]

My eldest sister claims I am the reason why Our mother died the day I came to life. She lives in childless hell, A barren castoff wife, Worse than the concubine Kept in her home. My eldest sister’s man, A violent drunken

From a raft with torn sail, a man burned by sun, My father Arémori swam to our shore. Half dead and half naked he sprawled on the sand Where Bríga, my mother was walking that day. Her shout to the fishermen raised the al

My journey has been long, and aided by The constellations we were taught to read As children destined to embark on ships Of wood whose planks were bent and sealed with tar. Poseidon’s wrath of waves that batter boats And