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Memory

Thank you to those of you who commented on the previous post. I've fully absorbed the overall message that more photos is a good thing, and I'll try to do my best to satisfy your image cravings. I'm keeping this post short, though, and presenting a dramatic color juxtaposition I encountered last Friday night, which turned out to be one of those most enjoyable long, long evenings that make you very glad to live in such an alive and bursting little city.

I'm sharing this ubiquitous image of our famous Hallgrímskirkja (which I've decided is our own personal sacred pyramid) because it is so very blue, and because soon enough we won't even have this azure twilight to swim in; as the sun rises and rises in the sky and the leaves fill out on the trees, the street lamps will stay unlit and we'll, for a few summer months, forget what evening, and especially night, look like. And after the long slow, cold winter we've had, that will be very welcomed for sure.

The photo below was chosen for, of course, its absolute rouge and also as a permanent reminder of this night in particular, partially soundtracked by our own neo-psychedelic indie wonder, Singapore Sling. It was, just honestly, a Friday the 13th to remember forever. If you were there, you'll know what I mean ~°~

2 comments:

a.more.s said...

No, I wasn't there :-)
But been to Reykjavík on April 9 and April 19, when all the cats were out - I have never seen more cats out in the streets of this town than on these two days... The days inbetween, with warm & beautiful Sumardagurinn fyrsti as my last day before leaving: to remember forever, and I'm sure you know quite well what I mean.

seinean said...

Hallgrimskirkja (apud Wikipedia :)) :

- The church is named after the Icelandic poet and clergyman Hallgrímur Pétursson (1614 to 1674), author of the Passion Hymns.

It is interesting that one of the city's best-known landmarks and - presumably - the main church is named after a poet ( even if he was also a clergyman).

- It took 38 years to build the church. Construction work began in 1945 and ended in 1986.

I wonder why was that. Was it a similar situation like at "Sagrada Família" in Barcelona where only funds obtained from private donations are allowed to be used for the building ?