Wednesday, October 28, 2009

The story behind

There are a number of these statues along the coast of Norway. The Sailors Wife - in recognition of the ones that were left behind - with all the hard work.
In 1875 in just this little area over 70% of the workforce (men, that is) were sailors, 861 out of a population of 3118 adults and kids. And out of those who were out sailing, 70% were married with kids. That makes for a lot of single parents household in a time where farming were highly manual, to put it mildly.
Diaries and letters from those times does not only tell of the heavy work these women had to do, but also the anxiety and worries of maybe not seeing their husbands, fathers or brothers again.
Considering that every second family in this area during that time lost a family member to the oceans, they had a reason to worry.
Whenever I see one of these statues, I see a long line of women standing along the coast through history - waiting and watching and worrying.

Tuesday, October 27, 2009

World's End

I have just been to the world's end. Not the 'four horsemen' type of end, but more like: end of the road. Not sure what made a small Norwegian coastal community think they rated to be called the world's end, though:) However, that is what this place is called: Verdens Ende.
From here the next stop is Denmark, and that is only accessible by boat. It was such a wonderful, quiet fall day today, and the sea was calm and quiet, clear and blue.
During the summer this place is chocablock with screaming kids, loud teenagers and fast boats making a lot of noise. But now it is fall - quiet before the winterstorms. Nature has taken back the space and getting ready to rumble. I think I need to go back there during winter. See the snow and the ice... hmh...
.. worth the thought.

Tuesday, October 13, 2009

Need I say more?

I may whine about the weather in Norway, but there are times when I am reminded why I did make a consciouse choice about staying here. Like today:)
Need I say more?

Wednesday, October 7, 2009


.. the images that catches your eye. Went for a long walk in the rain by the sea side yesterday, and for some reason this image caught me. An old, rusty drinking fountain, still producing the water streams even in late fall - long after the bathing crowd has left.
Melancholic poetry.

Friday, October 2, 2009

Princess on the pea!

A few years ago I made two wallhangings for two little princesses:) It is from the fairy tale about the princess on the pea. I thought it suited them. On this trip I remembered to take pictures!
A pink princess,
and a purple one.
I loved doing the details, like a golden crown, the tassles on the afghan and the jewlery around her neck and the belt. And of course...
a pea! Or in this case, a pearl. I wonder if that would have made her even more black and blue. A pearl would be harder than a pea, right?