Elves and Men in Iceland
In his Book Livet’s Strand (The Shore of Life), written in 1915 during the height of the Great War that destroyed Western Civilization and left us all trying to make sense of the ruins, Gunnar...
View ArticleThe Sculptural Path to Story: an Icelandic Saga
Today, a meditation on lines, and the art and society that sprout from them, as a branch to this… Gunnar Gunnarsson’s Rowan Tree, Skriðuklaustur, Iceland Bending to the earth and throwing her branches...
View ArticleA Vision for Writers from a Sculptor
There is a line that makes a story. It’s the path any person can walk along to get from one place to another, or the one my dog used to always find in the weeds, because the edges of the gravel are...
View ArticleConstructing Iceland
For the last month, I have devoted almost my entire time to completing my Iceland project about Gunnar in World War II. The whole effort is like fitting together a puzzle, or the way in which on my...
View ArticleIn Iceland, Fences are Purely Decorative, But That’s Nice, Too
They seemed like a good idea. Musical instruments, perhaps. But reindeer don’t play guitars. So, like, of limited use, especially when a gate is “no gate.” Or when the Siberian driftwood fenceposts...
View ArticleArt for the Eye in Reykjavik
Ásmundar Sveinsson sculpted things for the eye, to give it delight as it sorted light and form before sending information on to the brain for further massaging. A trip to Reykjavik is just a pub crawl...
View ArticleMaria of the Elves
Women were put to death for visiting elves here on Viðey in Reykjavik Old Harbour. Now there is a shrine to Maria made out of cut glass in their honour and in honour of birth and motherhood in general....
View ArticleThe Bones of Petroleum as an Art Form in Iceland
Once there were fuel stations for travellers. They were built on farms and were the modern equivalent of a service economy that had sustained wealthy farms for many hundreds of years. Some even had...
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