Welcome to Kjarvalshvammur, the Icelandic landscape painter Kjarval’s summer house in East Iceland.
As you can see, the house is the yard (you open the gate, which is the house, to enter it), and the house is a painting (literally) within it. Sounds about right to me!
- Old Style Hot Spring
2. Improved Old Style Hot Spring
3. New Style Hot Spring in the Neo-Viking Style
4. Fully Modern Hot Spring Tech
Laugar í Sælingsdal
Blue mud, for instance. Orange dirt. It’ll change you, if you let it.
Do let it!
Craters have souls.
They watch us. We can walk into their watchfulness. We can live there.
And that’s the truth.
Poor things, looking longingly across the gap between worlds. So do humans view their births in the language of their bodies. For the elves, though, birth is not a moment, but a location, that recurs on and on and on.
So do humans focus the strength of their bodies and the world, and move together when they move back in. So is the mind born of the world.
It is what minds, and remembers, and stays.
A bit of grease, a harness, some WD40, and a few drops of oil and it will run again. Who needs a road network, eh.
Oh for someone to create some fencing material suitable for Iceland.
The Wire from Hell