In Breiðafjörður, the wide fjord of West Iceland, people know a lot about water.
They live with it.
One can presume water knows a lot about people, too.
In Stykkishólmur, halfway to the far west, where land ends, people know about harbour, where land and water and people mix and voyages begin.
On the hill above the harbour there is an old library.
From it, you can read people reading the water and read the water writing the world.
You can also play chess.
This is the Library of Water.
Water from Iceland’s glaciers is here to be read.
To reveal itself.
Shelved with the shelves of the world.
Among houses for water.
And houses for people.
Water reveals itself here.
People come to be written by it.
And to see their world with new eyes.
They come to see with the eyes of water.
And to play a little chess.
my move …. i would get the boat to flatey
A good plan.
i remember it being so quiet there
and then on to that small port on the other side
Yes, and then north, where the colour blue was invented. They still manufacture it there and export it to all the rest of the world.
they export it to the end of the world where the seals consume it
Or perhaps the blue whales?
or the blue lagoon
the films “cold fever” and “blue lagoon” are unknown to me, but I live in a remote corner of the world, no surprise
ah cold fever was great
Looks cool. Thanks.
beneath all the laughs it is actually a v spritual film
with brennavin too
Well, brennavin goes well with the weather. It lifts the top off your head. Sometimes you can even find sheep wandering around in there, confused. Then the ravens come.
i dont know if you remember the film COLD FEVER