I think I should say something about the castle, and the day I started this post was a good day to do it because I’d just been. The castle is Koldinghus, which was first built in the 13th century as a border castle between Denmark and the Duchy of Schleswig and sits at the center of our town. It was a royal residence and rebuilt a few times to reflect the fashions of the times before it burnt down in the early 1800’s during the Napoleonic Wars. (Some Spanish mercenaries were camping out there, found it a bit chilly and really fired up the fire in the old fireplace.) When I was a kid, the castle was pretty much in ruin; but it was still special to us, and it’s were we’d take our case of beers and go hang out on the last day of senior grade in high school. But it’s the restoration of the castle that I really like.
Refashioning the crumbling rubble of a long-since burnt down brick castle into something resembling its former glory proved a bit of a challenge. What was left of the walls couldn’t carry any weight, yet nobody wanted to get rid of it. The solution was to hang the whole reconstruction on wooden pillars set inside the building; and the results are rather stunning.
The last picture is from the church hall, which is sometimes used for events like weddings.
The castle is also used for art exhibitions, and our visit was prompted by by the “Crafts and Design Biennale 2011”, a major nationwide competition for craft workers and designers. The ultra modern artwork – clothes, ceramics, videos, furniture, jewelry, you name it – was out of this world and looked fabulous in the ultra ancient building. I find it mind-bending that artists continue to come up with things that are so interesting and beautiful and utterly different from what’s already been done.