Iceland review - 2015, Síða 40

Iceland review - 2015, Síða 40
38 ICELAND REVIEW THE AMBULANCE MAN I’m a bit like an ambulance driver, always racing around,” Jón Björgvinsson says when I meet him for coffee in Reykjavík in early August. Based out of Geneva for the past 30 years, he’s on a rare trip to Iceland. “I don’t get here anywhere near often enough, unfortunately,” the 61-year-old replies when I comment that Iceland Review has been trying to catch him in Iceland for the past three years. GOING BEYOND WAR AND CONFLICT Graduating from college in Reykjavík in 1974, Jón began his career at daily news- paper Vísir, now DV. With dreams of becoming a journalist and traveling the world but limited by language in Iceland, he set off for London where he enrolled in the London Film School. There he devel- oped his camera and storytelling skills and spent his summers filming in Spain. “I was filming girls in bikinis by the pool in Ibiza, catalogue stuff,” he says laughing. After graduation he went on to work for the media in the UK. “My first war was the [third] Cod War [1975-76], actually,” he says with a smirk, referring to the dispute between the UK and Iceland over terri- torial waters and fishing rights. “I worked behind enemy lines in London.” After the conflict ended, Jón continued to work for Cameraman Jón Björgvinsson is sometimes referred to as “Iceland’s only war reporter,” bringing images of the conflict in Syria and elsewhere to television screens around the world. Zoë Robert met with him to find out more. international stations. “They didn’t have post trauma treatment back then so I never got treated after my first war and just con- tinued,” he jokes. Over the past 40 years, Jón has report- ed extensively from across the globe on “almost any imaginable subject and several unimaginable subjects,” as he himself puts it. Not only have his assignments included filming women in swimwear for corporate clients and covering conflicts and disasters for the major European and US news sta- tions, like ABC, the BBC and CNN, he has also been hired by the UN and other devel- opment and humanitarian organizations in Africa and worked on nature documenta- ries for National Geographic. “I traveled the world for eight years filming eruptions including Hekla [South Iceland, in 1991],” he says of his work for French volcanolo- gist couple Maurice and Katia Krafft, who tragically died while working on Mount Unzen, Japan, during an eruption in 1991. Having landed a position in Reykjavík, producing and hosting a game show on Icelandic national broadcaster RÚV, Jón hadn’t been able to join them on that trip. “When I finished in the studio that day, I saw that people had been trying to call me all day to see if I was all right, to see if I had been with them or not.” DANGERS OF THE JOB Jón was lucky enough to not be on location in that instance but he’s had many narrow escapes over the years, including being taken hostage in Yemen, being attacked by Mubarak supporters in Egypt, targeted by snipers in Tunisia, threatened at gunpoint in Ukraine and regularly been spied upon. “You develop a sixth sense for people fol- lowing you,” he says. Jón has had guns pointed at him so often it has almost become routine. “When I was in Ukraine, I had a gun pointed at my head. ‘Give me all your video cards or I’ll kill you like a dog!’ the man screamed at me. I tried to calm him down by saying that it was a tough call and needed some reflection: my life or the footage we had been shooting. But at the same time the thing that was really worrying me most was: ‘Where has all my adrenaline gone? Shouldn’t I at least be trembling?’ There are so many situations that really look bad during the moment, but as I often say to my colleagues: ‘I’ll bet you tomorrow we’ll all be sitting down together, drinking tea and exchanging email addresses.’ In this case we didn’t, but after an hour the situation was calmer and I got away with both my life and the cards.” While he admits he has been in some PORTRAIT BY PÁLL STEFÁNSSON. OTHER PHOTOS COURTESY OF JÓN BJÖRGVINSSON.
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