I seen a sunrise from a plain.

When we reach an airport it was still dark. After take off I was observing empty surfaces covered by snow. Here and there were I saw small groups of lights – small estates.
Few minutes later we flew into light. Probably we reached the sunrise sooner then it is usually on the land. The spell was broken…

The Vikings boat

It was unbelievably cold. We went firstly to the cathedral then to see the sculpture of the boats of Vikings. Nothing more the essence of Reykjavik.

butterfly

Colorful butterflies on Reykjavik wall.

teardrop

I was looking for my favorite piece of art in The Museum of Modern Art in Reykjavik. I went to the exhibition hall. It was on the ground level. In the right side there was a few big windows reaching from the ground to the top of the building. I was being encouraged to go outside by them. It looked like an open surface, but of course it was not open – there was a glass in windows… glass with drops of rain on it… I found a plate with an inscription: “Harpa Arnadottir. They hang on the heavenly hooks (the tears). I stand for a while under a roof of rain.”
My first impression was that it is about those windows… but it was strange… it is not a roof… then I sow it: a pane with a drops of rain above me! The cottectoion between inside and outside of a museum, between the museum and the exhibition, the tears of rain and the tears in my soul…

Asvallagata

Asvallagata – we were missed there many times. We knew the name of the street and how looked a house and a fence. The name of the street become a vulgar word in jokes: “och, the weather is so windy today, asvallagata!!!”

in my room

Girls went to a kitchen to make tea. They left the doors open. Going to a bathroom I noticed a cat paying them a visit. Them? The cat live in the house, we were guests… He only controlled his own window…