I mentioned the relatively recent phenomenon of buildings covered in scaffolding, and the scaffolding then being covered with a picture of the building. Last night, I came across an example of this in the photo-archives, dating from 2013
And here it is:
This isn’t something that I’ve seen much (any?) of in South Africa. It could be that I haven’t been in the right place at the right time, of course. Or it could be that we just don’t do that when historic buildings are being repaired.
Norway, though – definitely. I remember being fooled (from a distance at least) when visiting Bryggen – the old wharf in Bergen – part of which was being renovated.
I mean, now you know it’s there, you can zoom in and have a closer look and yes, there is the temporary false facade. Bingo. But if I’d shared this image without context, you’d surely never have known that two of those seventeen colourful buildings weren’t genuine.
Go closer (by walking around the harbour to the end of the row) and the requirements of sheer functionality make it rather more obvious:
Somewhere out there, there is a company (in fact, possibly more than one) that manufactures bespoke scaffolding covers like this. They’re probably the same ones who have been making the massive decorative tarpaulins that have been covering the empty seats in football stadiums during lockdown.
It does seem an awfully specific product though. Presumably, when we’re not in the middle of a pandemic or repairing historic buildings once every 100 years, there must be some other use for huge specifically-printed pieces of fabric.
But no. Imagine my dismay when I noted that this was a sunset in Bergen, Norway (but yes, still repulsively oversaturated probably in a desperate attempt to garner Facebook likes for the purposes of self-validation).
Bergen #RBOSS. Ugh.
I thought that the Norwegians had more taste than to wander down the rather tacky road of faking just how beautiful a beautiful view can be. And much like the Manx (and those of us in Cape Town) they are really spoiled for beautiful views that honestly don’t need ruining just because you feel that you need people to click on a certain part of their screen when looking at them.
This rapid dissemination of #RBOSS is hugely concerning. Like the epidemiology of measles through a stupidly unvaccinated population or the ridiculous geographical expansion of Constantia, it’s frankly terrifying and needs to be stopped.
I have waxed lyrical about Bergen several many times on here. And here we go again. Remember Faded by (Bergen-based producer) Alan Walker? Well, then came the “acoustic version” of that track, documented here.
After that came the follow up, Alone. It featured here, not just because of the jaunty EDM beats within, but also because everyone was on their way to Bergen. Now, there’s an acoustic version of Alone, too.
It’s called Alone (Restrung):
Once again, there is a mad rush with everyone trying to get to Bergen, but this time there’s a FPV shot of some of those individuals (having arrived bang on time, I’ll bet) leaving the local railway station. And that’s significant in that there’s one of those round, poster billboard things (they must have a real name, but I don’t know what it is) in shot across the road. That round, poster billboard things is the very one that my partner in crime and I – fuelled by expensive beer, cocktails and whale meat – may have liberated an a-ha concert poster from on our final night in the city.
You’ll want to run through to 2:29 to see it. Or you could just look at this helpfully annotated screenshot below:
Oh, the memories! Such a carefree time of alleged poster borrowing and general liberty. (Sadly, we were cruelly reminded of the crushing reality of our return to South Africa the following morning when we passed a beagle while walking down Kaigaten moments later, but that’s beside the point.)