“first began to tell tales to delight the world and make it wiser…” Karen Blixen

written by Tina Daskalantonaki

The sun was setting as we arrived at Copenhagen.
Evgenia and Titina from the Museum of Cycladic Art had insisted that I followed them on that trip. Up above clouds were pink and the doors of the Ny Carlsberg Glyptotek opened wide before us. The immense metallic gates pointed in the direction of a winter garden full of palm trees, for which founder Carl Jacobsen drew inspiration from Egypt.

Block to Body _ photos source:


The exhibition From Block to Body allowed us to wander among French and Danish marble figures, such as Roden’s The Kiss. The sculptures’ marble, set against royal blue walls, was glowing from within. You could nearly sense the sculptor’s every movement, his every breath. Setting on a travel back in time, we understood what it meant to obsess over sculptures, to adore them. The wooden stairway with its copper bannister led us upstairs, to wooden pallets with works by Degas. The walls were painted light blue and the faint -almost invisible- lighting was casting Degas’ shadows in a manner the artist would surely approve of.

On our second day we travelled to a fishing village in Humlebæk to get a taste of Danish cuisine at Sletten restaurant.


Louisianna Museum of Modern Art, ALEXANDER CALDER View of the 
Calder-terrace, seen here are Calder’s works Almost Snow Plow 1964/76
(left) and the mobile Little Janey-Waney, 1964–76 (right).

Next stop: Louisiana Museum of Modern Art. A dream come true for people aspiring to exhibit their art collection. The sculpture park with its powerful,
20 meter high sculpture by Alexander Calder, the wind and the sea stretching between us and Sweden, they all made up a fairytale that we shared together, climbing on top of the museum’s wooden pyramid, where our photo was taken. In between the glass corridors, I would catch a fleeting glimpse of the visitors. {Andy Warhol, Lichtenstein, Rauschenberg, Dine, Judd}

Louise Bourgeois ~ photo source:

Brief pause at the Bourgeois corridor. “Structures of existence. The cells.” Perceiving… Discerning… Within the Louise Bourgeois rooms, you see into her sorrow and sense her ardor, together with her need to communicate her experiences.

“The artist, like a child, is passive. The artistremains a child who is no longer innocent yet cannot liberate himself from the unconscious. The acting out of his terror is self involved and pleasurable”

extract from Louise Bourgeois’ book: Structures of Existence: The Cells

Kusama’s dark room had a soothing effect on me. Conflict at this house liberated us emotionally.
Louises were among us.
Little lakes are closely linked to most evasions, and water… cleansed the outbursts of our imagination.



Noma restaurant
First dish. The apple. Eve. The absolute origin of it all. The fruit was surrounded by seasonal flowers. Next came the scallops, real bread and cabbage leaves served with sea urchins. Followed by hot stones, “embracing” the crab that was dipped in egg… a few ants... and cheese…
We had three different types of dessert and several liqueurs.
A night to remember.

The next morning we walked to the hotel D’Angleterre to have breakfast and we got lost… among the dreamy houses of Copenhagen.
Hot scrambled eggs with smoked salmon, vanilla yoghurt, local flower honey, original Danish pastry and hot coffee. We hopped on a boat and sailed down the city’s canals learning about the neighborhoods and habits of the locals, before we disembarked at the Opera House, designed by Henning Larsen.  
There’s something peaceful about Copenhagen… an air of Scandinavian serenity.

Brought back with me to be found at the Cycladic Art Shop, scissors and objects by HAY, drinking glasses by FERM and Danish pastry!!

About the blogger

  • Tina Daskalantonaki

    Tina Daskalantonaki is a collaborator of the Museum of Cycladic Art and Curator of the Cycladic Art Shop. She regularly writes about her thoughts and impressions about her experiences both abroad and in Athens, where she lives and works.