Sometimes it is hard to keep the hopes high. Sometimes I am speechless about how we seem to run around doing nothing but hurting, breaking each other. Purposeful. Without purpose. When we open our eyes towards the things that matter we see all the shit we’re in with incredible clarity. Yet the solutions seem to …
Even though I returned to Germany on December 17th, so I closed this short, but intense chapter of Iceland at least for now, I wanted to write one last “travelling” post on a special place. The place I am talking about is Vestmannaeyjar (Westman Islands) in the south of Iceland. Vestmannaeyjar is an archipelago (a …
if there is a reason to visit iceland in the winter then it is the light. it is incredible how soft it gets, even midday, when the sun barely reaches the horizon. it literally looks like a tongue of golden color licking over every surface, licking the icecold water, the birds, every rock and me, …
The pictures in this post are from a stormy night in Reykjavík…. My stay in Iceland has become more interesting, ever since I started actually meeting people and socialize. Particularly I slowly merge into some sort of sub-society, which consists of both, Icelanders and foreigners like me, who are staying just temporarily. This sub-society is …
Published in the Studenpaper of the University of Iceland, November 2013.
Out for coffee with a Young Pirate Iceland was wowing the German press, as well as dozens of commentators on the big newspapers’ websites, with their seemingly very basic democracy. They are working on a constitution for and by the people, holding referendums on bailing the banks out and even have the Pirates in parliament. …
I talked to the editor of the student paper at the University of Iceland if I could contribute to the upcoming issue as they always have a little English section. As the deadline was just around the corner and he liked my pictures from the round-up he suggested I could just write a little text …
It’s been a while since my last post and that is mostly due to the visit of my beloved. Another reason is the fact that I feel the last two posts were pretty good – and I do not feel able to achieve that again at the moment. Still, it is time to get back …
Enough heavy words in the last post. Let the pictures speak.
When I first heard Guðrún, my landlady and flatmate, talking about her giving anti-discrimination and anti-racism trainings in whole Iceland I caught myself thinking: „Iceland? Do you even need this?” Well, after a brief while I figured myself how naïve that was. Why should Icelanders not have discriminative or racist attitudes and ideas? I guess …