Some notes, many Photographs

Prophetess Mountain Day #17

by conniedekker on 25 februari 2012

Day #17

Prophetess Mountain Day 17

At the end of our street the road to Prophetess Mountain starts. One photograph a day of Prophetess Mountain will be published on this page: Prophetess Mountain

Öskudagur and the Grímuball

by conniedekker on 23 februari 2012

The icy slopes of Prophetess Mountain

by conniedekker on 22 februari 2012

The icy slopes of Prophetess Mountain

 

We did it! Almost…

Prophetess Mountain Day #10

by conniedekker on 17 februari 2012

Day #10

Prophetess Mountain Day 10

At the end of our street the road to Prophetess Mountain starts. One photograph a day of Prophetess Mountain will be published on this page: Prophetess Mountain

Around and around

by conniedekker on 15 februari 2012

With the infinite patience of the Barnaból staff we almost finished the film shootings and photographs on the preschool premises.
The background with the clouds above the sea and land gives an Icelandic light and touch to the photographs. The strong wind makes it hard to photograph and find this nano second in which faces are free of the wild waving bristles of hair.

All children we know by name by now, and we became familiar faces to them. “Sorry, Birgitta, you have already been filmed twice!”
We’ve mostly been filming and photographing outside. The children wear colourful ski suits, cute two pointed caps and make quite an exotic contrast with the black sand in the sandpit.

Our new filmlocation is the Grunnskoli where children enthousiastically line up to take turns twirling around the videocam.
Brosa!! Smile and turn!

We take advantage of every village activity to pop THE all important question: “Hefur ƥú veriđ á Leikskólanum Barnabóli?”
About some hundreds former pupils and teachers on our lists to go! Where are they?

Calls from Home

by conniedekker on 13 februari 2012

Harbour Skagaströnd, Iceland

 

Today’s my birthday. My family calls from home. I stand in front of the  kitchen window at the studio in Skagaströnd. Of course we use Skype and through the webcam I show my mother a tiny piece of Skagaströnd, the mountains beyond and a large stretch of the sea. Modern times…

At the other end I imagine my mother in her little house behind the dyke which protects our village. If you walk the narrow concrete stairs up the dyke you’ll see  the harbour which opens to the Oosterschelde, a sea arm of the North Sea. Worlds apart, Bruinisse and Skagaströnd, but in the community life I see many similarities. Maybe that’s why it seems as if Skagaströnd feels like a second coat notwithstanding the exotic scenery.

Harbour Bruinisse, the Netherlands

The rescue team

by conniedekker on 12 februari 2012

We got the following mail from Jacob (interrim project manager of NES Artists Residency):  “One other thing, tomorrow, down by the harbor, from 14-16 the rescue team will be showcasing their equipment. I think it is mostly for children, but it might be interested to check it out.”

So we checked it out and were able to “grab” many children and parents who have been pupils of Leikskolin Barnabol. A remarkable girl is Birta, she choose a special place to be filmed and photographed, a spot near Café Bjarmanes right at the seaside. First AnneMarie did her video rotation drill and immediately after I shot the picture of Birta for the photo collage.

Thank you rescue team for your warm welcome with coffee and waffles!

Aurora Borealis

by conniedekker on 11 februari 2012

Say no more

 

Weblog, howling winds and nowhere a single tree

by conniedekker on 10 februari 2012

Halfway between studio and home: homewards

Skagastrond, homewards

Last night I worked until late to make this weblog presentable. Working at NES studio I heard the wind coming up and roaring around the building. On my way home, around 23.30 h, I had to use all my  force to  go forwards,  sometimes I had to grab a lamppost to rest and keep myself on my feet.  The street towards home runs along the sea  and the waves were lifted high and strucked across.

W.H. Auden cites in his “Letters from Iceland” a quote from Van Troll “Nowhere a single tree appears, which might afford shelter to friendship and innocence.”

Halfway between home and studio:  view towards the studio

Skagastrond, towards the studio