Got up super early while attending the OFFF festival, taking my board for a ride, swimming in the ocean, smiling at strangers before the city comes to life.
Bilder fra en fin jobbtur til Terningen Fyr sammen med redaksjonen i P3nett. Fyret kan leies billig på www.terningenfyr.no.
Have you ever slept outside in the wild? Without a tent or a roof to cover you, all you senses are sharpened, every little sound becomes important. It is a peculiar feeling, worth remembering. Here is my list over all the times I have slept underneath the stars.
1. In an orange grove in Greece with Silje. It was too hot inside our tiny tent. When we woke up the next morning there where oranges on the ground all around us, fallen from the trees during the night. Fresh and free orange Juice, Yum! Strange that none of the oranges fell on us.
2. Under a tree outside the railway station in the middle of Ancona, Italy, with a knife in reach under my curled up jacket. Scary place.
3. On snow on a reindeer pelt outside Mo i Rana. Drunk. Just wanted to try. Had to give up after 4 hours. Freezing!
4. On a beach with Silje in Saint-Sean-de-luz, France, because we couldn’t find a place to stay, but after stuffing ourselves with a ton of seafood and white wine!
5. On a mountaintop with four friends connecting all out sleeping bags together. The summers in Norway are amazing, no night, daylight 24/7.
6. Under a pine on a camping site in Lagos (or perhaps Sagres?), Portugal, feeling a little self conscious (it was, after all, a camping ground). But long haired brethren all around, so no stress.
7. On the lava rocks just outside Cascais, close to Lisboa, Portugal, with two cool germans I met, waking up to the sound of waves crashing and to a blistering day of swimming and being foolish, jumping from cliffs.
8. In the woodland behind my parents garage in my teens, passed out on stolen homemade wine and green something from my fathers bar cabinet, waking at noon not knowing where I was.
Orignally posted on 43things.com
This picture is taken at the Polar Centre on Saltfjellet in Norway, a beautiful area on the highlands where a lot of tourists stop on their way the North Cape. Seems like their grey water (etc, possibly sewage) is poured out into this vulnerable landscape just 30 meters from the entrance to the Polar Centre. Makes me embarrassed to be Norwegian.
Update, 8th of february 2009: The Divester server seem to have lost some of it’s images, so I’m looking around for alternativer sources…
Plato spoke of the seaport of Atlantis that the Gods had destroyed when its inhabitants had become corrupt and greedy. Ancient mythology has met with modern day fantasy however, in a visionary project by Cayman artist Foots in the waters off Cayman Brac.
Every statue he sculpts is of a real person he know.
“-My subjects… Friends, family and people that I have encountered throughout my life. ”
The project has also enabled some environmental improvements:
stone with which I sculpt is a very porous stone, enabling algae to grow and providing substanance for
our sea-life. We have “literally” seen the sea-life population in and around Atlantis Cayman Brac explode!”
In addition to being a magnet on divers from all over the world, the 16 acre underwater artwork is also a memorials / cemetary, where people can pay $2000 to have their ashes placed.
Sign me up!
Interview with the artist:
Sinking the Lost City of Atlantis, Part 1
Sinking the Lost City of Atlantis, Part 2
Sinking the Lost City of Atlantis, part 3
Sinking the Lost City of Atlantis, part 4
I’m in love with Roadside America – Guide to Uniquely Odd Tourist Attractions, home of the most bizarry roadside attractions in the US. When I’m old and grey I will rent an RV and take a long roadtrip and visit some of these gems.