Friday, May 25, 2007

Somtime around christmass I went to visit my brother Gunnlaugur in Stockholm to see the premiere of his work "Ossuarium", a ballet he choreographed for the "Kungliga Operaen" (There is link here on the right for some more information and pictures).




My grandmother Herdís was with me and regularly read something to me from the Journal of Icelandic Spiritists, here she is reading an article, if I remember correctly, on the routes to enlightenment in everyday life, which we ofcourse neglect habitualy...


The "Ossuarium" was brilliant, even if I admit to being severly partial... A tender ode to death's mystery, well done indeed brother.

Saturday, May 19, 2007

On goes the updating of my backlog of theatre activity. Just before new years eve 2007 Jón Atli's "A 100 year old house" was scheduled to play in Tallin Estonia for the City Theatre Festival.



Actually we played on one of the theatre's exotic venues, a horse-mill built around the year 1200.



Other stages included an openair arena and a deep cellar space, where a wonderful performance of "Don Kikote" took place, courtesy of The Moscow Theatre Academy's stage design department, no less. Physical theatre, shadow puppets and theatre magic combined for a great show seven floors underground.

We had not played together for a couple of months so a good warmup was in order, orchestrated by Harpa Arnardóttir, attired as the blissfully vacant retired rocket scientist who lives on the top floor of the one hundred year old house.


A short Yoga breathing session.


And then it was showtime.




After the show there was a reception and then we had an opportunity to sample the Estonian nightlife.



The morning after I did some sightseeing and visited the church of "St. Olav".


Where they were giving out food for the homeless, this man fell asleep with a piece of bread in his hands.


And then it was time for departure.


The trip home was a slight ordeal for the "Fru Emelia" theatre members travelling with some of our costumes and equipment. The flightcase gave up on us and emergency repairs were in order.


Then our flight got delayed and then rerouted to Helsinki, then Stockholm and Oslo before we could change planes and head for KEF Iceland.


But we managed and were in Reykjavik just in time for the fireworks.