I took some photograph this evening. I looked out of the window, and the fog was just lingering on the fjord. I grabbed my camera and ran out. I must have photographed this view a thousand times, but I still like it. I also like the colors in green and grey, when you look at the fjord from the hotel. I then took the car and photographed the bales, which these days are organized to form one long piece of Land Art through the whole village because of the bale festival. See
the rundballe (bale) blog The festival is at this weekend. I'll be working in the hotel, and hopefully go to another art show opening with
Aase Kvikne Bjordal, a very competent artist, who's now 85 and whos work from the 60's and 70's will be on display at
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Intet er så rommelig som havet, intet så tålmodig.
På sin brede rygg bærer det lik en godslig elefant
de små puslinger, der bebor jorden; og i sitt store
kjølige dyp eier det plass for all verdens jammer.
Det er ikke sant at havet er troløst; ti det aldri har
lovet noget: uten krav, uten forpliktelse, fritt, rent
og uforfalsket banker det store hjerte - det siste
sunde i den syke verden.
- Alexander Kielland
Uten å sammenligne, så kunne jeg ikke dy meg......
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