Tag Archives: Jökulsárlón

Iceland Meets the Wind Off the Sun

I swear, Iceland is alive.

The late season light changes so quickly that the flow of gravity and time across space, and your body, are one. Only the photograph is still. Try opening the image in a new window. I think some of that directional energy and movement is captured in it, especially when seen a bit larger than here.

 

Either that, or confronting elemental nature makes a human alive.

Beautiful Ice on the Glacial Lagoon

The sun is bright inside the ancient ice of the glacial lagoon.p1320729

As the ice melts away, the sun inside is slowly revealed.p1320793

This is an artwork written with the stone the glaciers cut out of the mountains many centuries ago.p1320726

They have come together again, in beauty.

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In mystery.p1320457

And in wonder.p1320459

This is the glory of the world.p1320458

Its moods are 50,000 years in the making.

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They are not human moods.
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Even the darkness is light.

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Even the light is darkness.p1320449

You can see by it.

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You have only a few minutes.

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Begin.

 

 

Moods of Light in Iceland and Canada

What if the Earth were a sphere, continually focussing the sun into moods of light, like these in Breiðafjörður in November, with a very low solar angle…borgarfjordurwater

… or these in Okanagan Lake, between the Rocky Mountains and the Coast Mountains on the North Eastern Pacific Shore, in December (today!)?p1420577

To know how the planet was feeling, we would need to gather information globally and integrate it into a unified image.p1420581

With arts and sciences of dissection, we wind up talking about the arts and science of dissection, which does the planet no good at all, nor us. Let’s not forget the Icelandic sculptor Ásmundur Sveinsson, who saw his task as reducing the complexity of surfaces to elements the eye could see before the mind, and then the construction of technologies that the eye, not the mind, could think with. Things like this:

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Of course, he kept the mind busy at the same time, which is always polite. Following his principle, are two eye-poems for your eye, which I showed you yesterday. They are not word poems:

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And because we are hospitable here and like company, here’s something for your mind. It is not an eye poem.p1320233

Kirkjubærjarklausstur

Book poems and mind poems are different things again. Poetry, though, ah, that’s a thing of the world.

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Kirkjubærjarklausstur

It is our home, but would we not be blind to call it our own? Let us just give praise.

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And thanks.p1390341

Breiðafjörður

And help with the braiding …

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… and the weaving of the fibres of this poem …

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Rushes in Lower BX Creek, Okanagan Lake

… together.

Reading Iceland

Here are some poems that the land wrote.
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The land reads them, too.
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Even the sun reads them.

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It helps with the writing as well.

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It is best to consider reading and writing as the same act.

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They happen simultaneously.

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You have the capacity to read along.

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You could call it a map, if you like, for a voyage.p1320732

There and back again.
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Jökulsárlón

Now for a novel.

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