Before the roads were blasted, milled and poured into the Faroese landscape, it came down to the feet. And on the men who carried the mail. Because that's what this blog post is about: old postal routes, stamps and an electronic letter that arrived at my home …
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Merry Christmas From Our Shaggy Village Pirates
In the place where usually summer vacation children raise the flag and board the pirate boat in our village, these Faroese sheep stand and wish everyone “Merry Christmas” and a “Happy New Year”! Have a great holiday, stay healthy, wild and cheerful. Gleðileg jól!
All pictures taken by Sophie Valentin for Nordic Wool Factory; plus screenshots. Model: Natalie
Beware Of Models In Duvets Bouncing By
Have you ever seen a practically naked woman snuggled up in a duvet, bouncing over a winding road in the Faroe Islands, rubber boots on her feet? Here you go. The few motorists who passed by were quite astonished. Our model Natalie had photographer Sophie take her best shot with our new cuddly duvet. Filling: Faroese sheep wool …
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Yummy! These Island Sheep Are Crazy About Seaweed
Faroese sheep are - different. In any case, not like other sheep. They do not live in large herds, but in smaller groups. They are intrepid climbers, free from giddiness, grazing in the craziest places. And some of them are just crazy about seaweed. Like these specimen here …
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Beautiful Things Made Of Faroese Sheep’s Wool
We are finally good to go. On this occasion, a special island story needs to be told. The story of the Nordic Wool Factory. Beautiful things made of Faroese sheep’s wool and made for eternity. Jackets, hoodies, blankets, bags and such like. About sustainable, windswept wool, your piece of the Faroe Islands and our unique project. We ship worldwide …
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Wimmelpicture In The Faroese Style
A scene created to astonish the world, picture-perfect and typically Faroese. The small village of Tjørnuvík in the extreme North of the island Streymoy. Remote houses surrounded by high, verdurous mountains, meadows and a sandy beach. A spot popular among local divers and surfers (the few being around from time to time), shadowy quite often …
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Dripping Minutes, Towering Clouds And Nocturnal Creatures
The dripping minutes of a summer’s night. Dali’s melting clocks in the back of my mind, as I recall it. The watch hands attached to my wrist heading towards fusion while I kept on walking, leaving the village behind me, continuing another nightly stroll in silence …
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