I didn’t go last year, but now I felt quite in the mood again; being back at the university may have something to do with it. I missed the lecture of this year’s honorary doctor of philosophy, Katarina Kieri, who is one of the best and most versatile Swedish authors, being both poet and novelist, writing as interestingly for children, young adults, and grown-ups. I have not read enough by her. As far as I can I can tell, she is not translated to English. I did think they would have filmed the lecture, as they did with Benny Andersson, and others, but apparently not. 🙁
Three of my teachers were graduated to PhDs, along with many others. New professors were also installed. I drew during the almost four hour long ceremony, which made it feel a lot faster. Unusually, a lot of children had been brought along, and a few of them were quite disturbing. Really, this kind of ceremony is no place for kids. I think some people were quite miffed about it.
I was lucky to be seated with the nicest, most interesting group of people at dinner (ok, have to brag a bit, sat next to the former county governor 😀 ). The food was unusually good, we were not disturbed with entertainment or speeches during the main course, and the musical features were outstanding. Really, it was probably, as a whole, one of the best shows the university has put on, and I was lucky enough to be invited.
Of course, there were much dancing afterwards, unrestrained by dress suits and folk costumes and… – no, I personally was terribly restrained by my high heels (what was I thinking?), lasting only two dances and loosing all feeling in my toes. And don´t get me started on the pain I still have in dem legs… I consider myself lucky not to have broken the scaphoid bone when the heel caught in the skirt hem and I tumbled down the stairs (no kidding)!
I am linking up this Tuesday with Bleubeard & Elisabeth for T, even though my own beaverage is slightly more fancy this time. Elisabeth´s theme is compassion and the horrid events in Paris last Friday, and for certain, that put a damper on the celebrations at our end, too. Still, people were happy about their achievements, and I reflected on how many of the new PhDs and professors had Arabic names, Slav names, Spanish names, German names, French names, Chinese names, and names I can´t even guess where they´re from. Our university is truly international, everyone is working together and dancing together, and that makes me very proud.