The trouble with getting used to a landscape that changes so quickly is that you can become blind to a new pace of change — one that is not normal. Introduction to the guest article by Andri Snær Magnason with photos by Hallgerður Hallgrímsdóttir The peak of Okjokull mountain, or Ok mountain, in the west
This is a text I wrote to be placed on top of Ok mountain, in memory of Ok – glacier – the first glacier in Iceland to be formally lost to human related climate change. This is a project initiated by Dominic Boyer and Cymene Howe researchers from Rice University in Texas and Oddur Sigurðsson,
Ok-glacier in Memoriam // A letter to the future Read More »
The Reykjavík Literary Festival is starting, one of my favourite festivals. The festival is a real “stranded whale” for all literary lovers, tons of meat and blubber to survive the long winter coming. Here I have seen Saramago, Atwood, Coupland, Grass and Murakami just to name a few and have participated twice myself and again
Reykjavík Literary Festival 2015 – Meet me September 11th. Read More »
When I went to see the volcano in march I was astonished how small and human the scale of it was. You could come very close. The volcano was warm like a camp fire, the sound like a heartbeat, the lava like breaking glass. It was extremely romantic in the night under northern lights. If
Baby is born, my play is cancelled tonight and we still exist Read More »
