Reykjavík Grapevine - 08.04.2005, Blaðsíða 31

Reykjavík Grapevine - 08.04.2005, Blaðsíða 31
You had to find it at random, but I wandered into one small room to find a menu hanging on the wall was different songs you could order from the band Apparat. They also had quite an impressive collection of old organs in their tiny workshop. In the large space downstairs, gigantic shapes of drums were on display next to Sugarcube alumnus Sigtryggur, the drummer, with tools in his hands doing what looked like last minute fixing. Next to his space, one could watch a lonely documentary about the loneliest place on Iceland, the lighthouse at Galtaviti. Mercifully, the drumming began. Steintryggur along with two other drummers lashed at cones and the massive drums. I was on my way into a good trance, feeling the Icelandic aboriginal blood in me boiling with desire to merge with the sound. Close as K & B has ever come to a genuine moment. However my trance was cut short as four dancers came bursting in with the sort of movements that I don’t know if they irritate me or simply bore me. I found it strange how the dancers always seem to get out of the dance into the role of the model as soon as they caught the eye of the camera. I personally would have liked to only watch the mad drummers; it is so rare you get to focus on drummers. Drummers have always been my favourite to look at, at gigs, so consumed into the music that all level of pretentiousness is impossible. It would have been cool for a change to see the drummers in the foreground and only them. On my departure, I couldn’t help reflecting on what was noticeably absent from Klink & Bank. On the very same day as the birthday of Klink & Bank was another more infamous birthday, the second year anniversary of the invasion of Iraq. Walking between the massive mountains of concrete in the dark, spotting small colourful glass creatures between them, looking as if they were crawling slower than snails towards the tunnel of light… Walking, looking, wanting to touch those life forms that captured manna through the starlights nested in the ceiling. It must have been the first sunny day for weeks and I got blinded for a second as I entered into the bright white light. Strange creatures followed, I was in a world of adventure, a make- believe world. I easily merged into it and I never wanted to get out of it. Mountaintops of perfectly shaped melted glass, I was climbing those mountains in my mind. The green glass shapes in a low box with white sand, the glass had radiant light moving within. I walked slowly in circles around it again and again; depending on how the rays of the sun touched the surface of the glass, they were glowing ghostly light from deep inside. Perhaps this was a reference to a Japanese rock garden or an attempt to create balance and serenity in a world full of chaos. It might be a classic metaphor, walking through the valley of shadows to the light at the end of the tunnel. However, at Brynhildur’s exhibit, the viewer is led through the darkness, following the creatures-- strange and colourful, they make the journey full of pleasant discoveries, as often happens when one wanders into those deep dark corridors of the soul. Visual World by Brynhildur Þorgeirsdóttir at the Reykjavík Art Museum until the 24th of April Hafnarhusið, Tryggvagatta 17, 101 Reykjavík, Ph# 590-1200 www.artmuseum.is If God Were a Poet, He Would Have Created This World Review of Brynhildur Þorgerisdóttir’s Visual World Despite the Fréttablaðið ad sponsored by Landsbankinn, this was an open house for and by the people who were always here anyway. But for those of us used to, if not overwhelmed by, the art in the small local studios, the music and film at K & B’s one year anniversary made for a good day out. By Birgitta Jónsdóttir KLINK & BANK’S FIRST BIRTHDAY PARTY: Relevant as Ever By Birgitta Jónsdóttir SECOND FLOOR AUSTURSTRÆTI 9 - REYKJAVÍK RESERVATIONS: 561 8555 GET A TASTE OF ICELAND AT THE RENOWNED DOWNTOWN RESTAURANT LA PRIMAVERA THE FRESHEST OF ICELANDIC FISH, MEAT AND VEGETABLES ONE OF REYKJAVIK‘S FINEST “They put on such a beautiful meal for us. We had the most amazing freshest fish I've ever had in my life. It was all so perfectly cooked too...Beautiful!” Jamie Oliver’s Diary 31

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