Reykjavík Grapevine - 25.07.2003, Page 20

Reykjavík Grapevine - 25.07.2003, Page 20
 - the reykjavík grapevine -20 july 25th - august 7th, 2003 - the reykjavík grapevine - 21july 25th - august 7th, 2003 LISTINGS T R U E S T O R I E S KEFLAVíK, WE HAVE A PROBLEM selected works by Icelandic artists from the National Gallery's collection. National and University Library, Exhibition of the founder of the city´s documentation, also, childrens literature, texts and drawings. Culture House, Images of Iceland - milestones in cartography Norræna húsið, Nordic House, The Big Nordic Elephant Show Reykjavik Museum of Photography, The Five Elements. Photographs and etchings from French- Vietnamese artist Claire Xuan. Ásmundarsafn, Sculpture museum, The Modern Man, works of popular sculptor Ásmundar Sveinsson. Einar Jónsson Sculpture Museum, The works of Iceland´s first modern sculptor. Hafnarhúsið, Reykjavík Art Museum, -10 to 17 -Lobster or Fame Two Decades of Bad Taste Ltd. Also Erró´s War paintings and Insight into international contemporary art in Iceland. Admission 500 ISK. Free on Mondays. Kjarvalsstaðir Art Museum, -10 to 17 -New times in Icelandic Photography. Admission 500 krónur Saga Museum, -10 to 18 -History face to face, historical figures and major events in Icelandic history presented in a unique way. Admission 800 krónur. Hafnarborg Art Gallery, -11 to 17 -US artist Barbara Cooper exhibits drawings. Light Nights Summer Theatre, -starts at 20:30 -Real authentic Icelandic show performed in English, including the most thrilling ghost story ever told; The Deacon of Myrká Night Dubliners, Troubadour Ingi Valur Tuesday, July 29 Both Day and Night Austurvöllur out door exhibition, Earth from Above. Aerial Photographs by Yann Arthus- Bertrand. Day Reðursafnið, Phallological Museum, A fine penis and penis related selection from various mammals. Árbæjarsafn, Folk Museum, An exhibition shows life and work in the years 1950-60. National Gallery of Iceland, Exhibition of selected works by Icelandic artists from the National Gallery's collection. National and University Library, Exhibition of the founder of the city´s documentation, also, childrens literature, texts and drawings. Culture House, Images of Iceland - milestones in cartography Norræna húsið, Nordic House, The Big Nordic Elephant Show Reykjavik Museum of Photography, The Five Elements. Photographs and etchings from French- Vietnamese artist Claire Xuan. Ásmundarsafn, Sculpture museum, The Modern Man, works of popular sculptor Ásmundar Sveinsson. Einar Jónsson Sculpture Museum, The works of Iceland´s first modern sculptor. Hafnarhúsið, Reykjavík Art Museum, -10 to 17 -Lobster or Fame Two Decades of Bad Taste Ltd. Also Erró´s War paintings and Insight into international contemporary art in Iceland. Admission 500 ISK. Free on Mondays. Kjarvalsstaðir Art Museum, -10 to 17 -New times in Icelandic Photography. Admission 500 krónur Saga Museum, -10 to 18 -History face to face, historical figures and major events in Icelandic history presented in a unique way. Admission 800 krónur. Handverk og Hönnun, -13 to 17 -Exhibition of contemporary and traditional Icelandic art and crafts. Sigurjón Ólafsson Sculpture Museum, -14 to 17 -Portraits and Abstractions Gallery Hlemmur.is, -14 to 18 -"Look out for my Love, it´s in your neighbourhood", some works of Hrafnhildur Halldórsdóttir ASÍ. Art Museum, -14 to 18 -Icelandic art from 1950-1970 Viðey Island, -19:30 -A walk around Viðey Island with a look at the wild life. Night Dubliners, Troubadour Ingi Valur Wednesday, July 30 Both Day and Night Austurvöllur out door exhibition, Earth from Above. Aerial Photographs by Yann Arthus- Bertrand. Day Reðursafnið, Phallological Museum, A fine penis and penis related selection from various mammals. Árbæjarsafn, Folk Museum, An exhibition shows life and work in the years 1950-60. National Gallery of Iceland, Exhibition of selected works by Icelandic artists from the National Gallery's collection. National and University Library, Exhibition of the founder of the city´s documentation, also, childrens literature, texts and drawings. Culture House, Images of Iceland - milestones in cartography Norræna húsið, Nordic House, The Big Nordic Elephant Show Reykjavik Museum of Photography, The Five Elements. Photographs and etchings from French- Vietnamese artist Claire Xuan. Ásmundarsafn, Sculpture museum, The Modern Man, works of popular sculptor Ásmundar Sveinsson. Einar Jónsson Sculpture Museum, The works of Iceland´s first modern sculptor. Hafnarhúsið, Reykjavík Art Museum, -10 to 17 -Lobster or Fame Two Decades of Bad Taste Ltd. Also Erró´s War paintings and Insight into international contemporary art in Iceland. Admission 500 ISK. Free on Mondays. Kjarvalsstaðir Art Museum, -10 to 17 -New times in Icelandic Photography. Admission 500 krónur Saga Museum, -10 to 18 -History face to face, historical figures and major events in Icelandic history presented in a unique way. Admission 800 krónur. Handverk og Hönnun, -13 to 17 -Exhibition of contemporary and traditional Icelandic art and So the summer continued. I had a chance to return to home to spend some days with my boys Jake and Harry. Willed myself out of bed at 5.00am to catch the early flight to Heathrow. Keflavik Airport was its usual July self, a snake of passengers worked their way via the cordons to the check-in desks, most as blurry eyed as me. The walk from the security is almost as long as the journey from Reykjavik. The reason why the passport control is situated so far from the heart of the airport is found in one word - Schengen. Whoever or whatever Schengen is, it seems that he she or it has done a fine job in creating unnecessary hassle. Why? For no good reason is why. But it is the way this Schengen seems to operate. The name actually sounds like a mythical creature, if that is the case, then the people of Iceland have really upset him. He makes you and your visitors walk needlessly from point to point at unfriendly hours of the morning, whilst making some of your nations finest sit wearing guns in bullet proof boxes, checking passports. We live in times of global uncertainty, the axis of evil etc. But, if Islamic fundamentalists are going to strike, Icelandic passport control will not be high on their list of strategic priorities. These passport officers seem uncomfortable in their uniforms and gun belts, as do their female counterparts newly trained at the ‘full service’ TGI Friday’s in Reykjavik. State policing and service seem refreshingly alien to Iceland’s youth. I boarded the plane and eyed the safety video. It had a cheery section of a 7 whatever 7, floating in the sea with life rafts around it. A regular traveller, I of course ignored the video and read instead. We climbed away from the city and levelled off at a cruising altitude, when the words, “Ladies and gentlemen, we are experiencing a problem with one of our engines we are returning to Keflavik.” They were as welcome as a positive blood test. One of our engines? A glance at the wing confirmed that we only had two. I looked around ready for the inevitable panic which would have gripped my fellow travellers and took the opportunity to show some sang-froid, to see there was absolutely no reaction from the Icelanders who made up the bulk of the passengers. The group of drunken students who had been up all night, started to sing “Ground control to Major Tom” and continued to swig from beer bottles. The remainder sat in silent indifference while this seasoned traveller began to panic. The old woman and her son sitting next to me were amongst the few non-Icelanders on the flight. They were from Somalia. How they ended up in Reykjavik is another story, but he had fallen asleep the moment we took off, while she sat huddled in her shawl, gazing at the folded tray-table. I thought of family friends and listened anxiously to every sound from the engine as the aircraft banked hard to retrace our course. There’s time to reflect in moments like these. Why no reaction from the Icelanders? They are Lutherans not Buddhists, a hymn might have been appropriate. Certainly, in America, the aircraft would have filled with the chant ‘Oh my God…! In Italy, passengers would have crossed themselves, gabbling and arguing. Anywhere in South America, we would have a riot on our hands. But here we are, 29,000 feet over the Atlantic with only one functioning engine and there was - nothing. Screens showed an ancient rerun of a ‘Friends’ episode and the passengers sat watching, oblivious to the drama they were part of. For me the image of the aircraft in the ocean beckoned and it occurred that I had actually never seen a floating aircraft in my life before. I was brought up on a rich diet of black and white movies, the Dam Busters’ school, ample material for my fear-loaded imagination. The pilot would doubtless be wriggling in his seat, brow- furrowed and adopting that calm in a crisis tone that generates panic in all of us who think we know better. The co-pilot would be flicking switches and making ‘Mayday’ calls, before the aircraft was given the ultimate test of its amphibious potential. The female purser, beautiful in a way that had survived a million drunken leers, would be preparing herself to issue the big one - the numero uno of in-flight announcements ‘Ladies and gentlemen please adopt the crash position!’ I reached below me and was comforted to find, for the first time in my life, the bouyancy aid. I looked around the aircraft newly comforted and impressed by my partners in crisis. I felt a fraternal charge with people who showed such phlegm, spunk, pluck (all sound pretty terrible I know, but that’s the way the great book, the Oxford Dictionary, tells us is what we show in the face of adversity.) We pierced the low cloud that now enveloped Keflavik and landed without further incident or comment from the passengers. My heart rate returned to normal and the Icelanders made no remark as we were asked to disembark the aircraft, and endured the long wait for an announcement and inevitable disruption to their timetables. A call that would send other nations into apoplexy, in Iceland it did not elicit a shrug. What I’m trying to say is that they coped. No drama queens, no hissy fits, no ‘ you’ll be hearing from my lawyers’, just a shrug and let´s get on with it. And I like them all the more for it. Oh yes, the Somalians. The mother remained transfixed throughout and the son awoke as we arrived at the terminal – He looked at his watch and then asked ‘London?’ ‘No’. I smiled, enjoying the new found confidence that only terra firma can produce. ‘No, not London - Keflavik – we have a problem’. Iceland air Flight 105 returned to service a day later (?). Copyright Robert J Jackson 2003 Robert Jackson is a writer. He divides his time between Reykjavik, Vik and the UK. His first book 69 Degrees North, an adventure love story with an environmental twist, is available at Penninn Eymundsson, Austurstraeti 18 or through Amazon.com. A plane carrying passengers full of phlegm, spunk and pluck. World Press Photo 2003 Kringlan shop- ping mall Until August 2nd When you have finished your tax-free shopping at the Kringlan shopping mall, it is time to balance your ma- terialistic urges with more cultural entertainment. Put the bags down, take your time to walk through the mall and have a look at the panels that present international photojournalism at its best. The world has not yet become a good place to be born in, and the flashy sale advertisements of Kringlan shops cre- ate an ironical background to pictures of mourning and violence. The World Press Photo contest has by now achieved a reputation of prestige and high professional standards and the 2003 winning entries are no exception. Fortunately, there are also categories such as nature and the environment, portrait and daily life, so you can always cheer yourself up again with a giant Leonardo di Caprio head, Chi- nese monks during a Kung-Fu practice or National Geographic landscapes. The second part of the exhibition presents photographs by Ólafur K.Magnússon (1926 - 1997), a pho- tographer associated with the largest Icelandic national paper, Morgun- blaðið. Ólafur studied photography in Hollywood, joined Morgunblaðið immediately after his return to Ice- land in 1947 and stayed working for the newspaper for almost fifty years. He was the first Icelander to make photojournalism his full-time, life-long occupation. The exhibition includes portraits of Icelandic artists and politicians, daily life snapshots from all parts of the country as well as pictures that document important events in Icelandic history. A unique opportunity to see Icelandic farmers observing the 1954 solar eclipse or to learn what the centre of Reykjavik looked like when the parliament voted for Iceland’s af- filiation to NATO in 1949 and the not so happy citizens took to smashing its windows with stones. Fictional Reykjavík City Library Saturday July 26th A literary walking tour of the down- town area, starting at the Reykjavík City Library in Tryggvagata 15 (only seconds away from the downtown Tourist Information). There will be a short introduction at the library about Icelandic literature and films based on Icelandic novels, and then the guides will take you to some downtown sites that play a roll in Icelandic fiction. The tour is free of charge and will be run every Friday, starts at 16.

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