One of the great things about cycling around these parts is the chance to spot some strange houses that you normally miss when you’re whizzing by in a car. I’ve often noticed this particular house but never before got up close enough (or slowed down enough) to have a decent look. From the side, you can see that it’s an artist’s atelier. Fantastic, huge windows, three floors high.
From the front of the house, it’s more like a little church. Or perhaps the perfect setting for a gothic horror film? Thank goodness I cycled by at 8.30am – a bright summer Copenhagen morning – or else I would have had a serious case of the heebie jeebies! 😉
After a spot of intensive googling I managed to find out that this was the former home of Axel Poulsen, a Danish sculptor. (There are lots of fantastic pictures taken inside the house and garden in this photo archive.) He died in 1971 but the new owners of the house have kept a lot of things as they were…including the statue on the front pavement. Clutching each other, shying away from the bemused glances of passers-by? 🙂
When I got back home (puff, puff, pant, pant) I remembered that our own house (built in 1933) has some pretty quirky exterior details of its own. Sadly our gargoyle doesn’t spit out water anymore – hmmm, maybe a future project? 😉
I l-o-v-e this giant cactus-shaped planter. It weighs a ton, so we only move it around every couple of years… It was probably purchased when the original garden was landscaped.
And – the absolute favourite of every child who comes to our house – this little (copper-plated) door at shoulder height in the side wall of the house. Complete with ornate knocker and the name of the original owner of the house.From the days when milk and bread were delivered on a daily basis, probably back in the 1930s. These days the door is boarded up and there’s actually a wall behind it. But we’ll never get rid of the little copper door. We like quirky! 😉
Have a wonderful Wednesday! 🙂