“Seafaring, my love”, said the old sailor, holding on to his badly worn, hand-knitted, navy blue pom-pom hat. Peacefully we stood next to one another, in a little harbor on Eysturoy, dressed in woolen pullovers and rubber boots. Rising wind all round us, on a windswept day, calendar sheets indicating the inevitable end of another summer …
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Elduvík, Drop Me A Line
We sat on a bench. Everything seemed to be childishly simple that day. Slow movement. Talking to the old houses of our village, in secret languages, and in confidence. Reciting nursery rhymes, accompanied by tiny little songbirds. Elduvík, poetically put …
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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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Kvívík: Lost In Contemplation
In the village of Kvívík, one of the oldest settlements of the Faroes, visiting friends on Streymoy, the island’s west coast. Before I parked my car, I – as always – slowly followed the main village road, kind of orbiting around the church while I admired the view and the changing sight lines, feeling vindicated …
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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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The Chicken-House Serendipity
Off the beaten track, on the island Streymoy, western-based, close to Vestmanna, a place you usually go to because you are about to take a boat trip, heading for spectacular bird cliffs, but that’s not what I was doing that day. Instead, I drove a small, winding road …
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Our Gorge: Welcome To A Secret Jewelry
Geological eras and water, creating secret coves, caves and mystic hollows all around the Faroe Islands, in the course of intangible periods of time. Also at our place. Welcome to nature’s jewelry. Wonderland. Our village has its own gorge. Parts of it are only accessible by water …
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