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  • the petroglyph-ish graffiti

    the petroglyph-ish graffiti

    This is the image (September 28, 2016), included in the page ‘The line’ of my website, for which I found a connection with prehistoric petroglyphs. It was photographed in Ljósvallagata, the street that runs all along the back edge of the cemetery in central Reykjavík. And I found the same one again on September 7, 2017, in perfect state of conservation:

    But, again, there was still a picture of a second version of the same graffiti that I had taken in that same day of 2016, in the same street, very close to the site of the first one. The execution is slightly different, but it is obviously the same motif and, presumably, with apparently a high degree of probability, made by the same hand:

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  • Ground floor reappearance

    Ground floor reappearance

    Given that urban (ground-level, if you wish) art is inherently ephemeral, my heart is always content to reencounter its gems in a new visit to Reykjavík, and this was certainly the case with this splendid ground-floor version, which I photographed on October 2, 2016 almost besides the bus terminal and the city airport (you see an airplane  taking off in the left). Let us call it (a).

    Until now I showed its photo in the page 'the line' of this website, but I had omitted (I will add it later on) a second example, (b), which was located only meters away. Here is the picture, taken on the same day:

    And here it was again the following year!!! (photo taken on the seventh of September of 2017):

    For adding here a precise note about their location, I looked today through Google Earth. Here is the information:

    And, finally, on a closer inspection of the Google Earth images, I was amazed to discover that they both can be seen there as two white stains on the darker surface of the pedestrian way:

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  • disappearance and decay

    disappearance and decay

    Street artists know very well that one of the chief features inherent to their works is their very efemerality. In this photo, which I took on September 29, 2016 at one of the corners of the cozy Fógetagarðurinn square, in downtown Reykjavík, just besides the Settlement Exhibition, you see what I took as one of my favourite graffiti of the city, if you abstract it from its surroundings and consider only its aesthetic appeal as a creative work, although it was certainly rather impactfully placed (many would say insolently placed perhaps, but I think this location, together with its being the only piece in place, was an important part of its artistic allure).

    I was there again on September 7, 2017, and the view was completely different:

    Am I the only one who compares the two photos and sees the replacement as less than a shadow of the original? That piece of wall WAS truly a piece of art (of a sort). Now it was ONLY a wall tainted with grafitti.

    Besides, in this 2017 visit, my eye was a bit keener to pinpoint, besides the inherent brilliantly artistic quality of grafitti practice, its Mr Hide, sinister or ugly facet. You will see a few examples later on in this blog.

  • Faroese urban art?

    Faroese urban art?

    I photographed this weird collection of beautiful orange little lines on the dark grey earth in downtown Tóshavn on the first of September of 2017. The fact is that I had already seen the intriguing lines, of exactly this same type, in one or two other places in the city, on the pavement. Although they may have been made on purpose by somebody, perhaps a more plausible explanation (I thought) was that they may be simply licks from machines used for construction or city maintenance works... Whatever the case, I found them truly wonderful!!

    In fact, in my detours through the city, this appeared to me something of a desert from the point of view of city art. The only certain sign I saw was this beautiful collection of hand prints on a white wall in a very narrow alley (if I remember well, there was an art or design studio at the corner, what helps to explain the presence of this otherwise concealed work of urban art):

    There is, nevertheless, a little space in downtown expresely dedicated to city art, the name of which I did not see or record. I can only provide this photo I made. See the daring red lines steming out and even crossing the street:

  • Iversen

    Iversen

    As you may know, the page ‘The line’ of this website is accessed by clicking on the same picture that opens today’s blog post, which I took in 2016 in an exhibition of the Faroese artist Hansina Iversen held that year by Copenhagen’s North Atlantic House (otherwise known also as The Nordic House). This picture, and Iversen’s art in general, are the icons of this long term investigation of mine that I call The Line...

    In 2017, after travelling for 3-4 days with my brother and friends in the Feroes, I stayed by my own for another few more days, accomodated in the Hostel Kerjalon, Tórshavn. Kerjalon is itself a more affordable annex of the very luxurious Hotel Føroyar, so I was allowed to spend time at the public areas of the Føroyar, mainly the extense reception desk area. And it was there that I discovered this painting:

    I failed to see any signature, but, if the author is not Iversen herself, the style is unmistakably hers...

    Just by chance, at the same reception area they had a very nice book, written in Faroese, precisely about Hansina Iversen!! I made a couple of pictures and, later on, went into a bookstore in downtown to see if they had it.

    Yes, they had it!!

    I purchased the book, and here are some pictures of it that I have taken today in my office:

    This artist that represented the icon of my ‘The line’ research seemed to follow or surround me like a hypnotic presence in those extra days I spent by my own in Tórshavn. I visited Hansina Iversen’s website and wrote an e-mail to her contact address, hoping perhaps to have a chance to meet her there. But I got no reply.

    I could, nevertheless, admire one of her most prominent works of art to date, the public work she was comissioned to do for the building of the national Faroese Parliament:

  • La última superfachada (por ahora)

    La última superfachada (por ahora)

    La última de las fotos del 2017 de mi monumento de poesía mural favorito de Reykjavík. Me quedó por editar después de mi entrada de hace una semana en este blog. Ahora, las que os presenté aquel día y esta de hoy irán a engrosar la página ‘fachadas en verso’.

  • A monument

    A monument

    This building is just that: a monument. Located at the west end of Vesturgata, it contains what is, by far, my preferred among Reykjavík’s grand mural poetry works: an incredible collection of three  masterpieces of a wonderfully inspiring beauty. No words needed.

    I visited this monument on the seventh of September of 2017, and, now equiped with my Leica (plus the editing skills I have been practising during this winter), I have greatly improved the quality and aesthetic value of the images, compared with those of the year before.

  • Another miniature

    Another miniature

    This is the second (and last) miniature I found in Reykjavík. Photo taken on the seventh of Sepptember of 2017. Unfortunately, in this case I did not take the precaution of noting or photographing the location!! (To be searched again in my next visit!!).

  • Traffic signs 2014

    Traffic signs 2014

    Yes, here is the famous photo that illustrates the home page of my website. I took it in Reykjavík (not sure where, I think it must have been in one of the streets in the North-East of Hallgrímskirkja, probably Bergþórugata, which several times I walked along) on the twenty-third of September of 2017 during my second visit to Iceland.

    There were more examples of this kind of traffic-sign high-culture bombing, two of which I photographed (next two pictures). They seemed to have totally vanished In my subsequent visits (2016 and 2017). Perhaps the authorities were unwilling to tolerate this form of illustrated vandalism... I think they were really cool, quite sensitively placed, with no sign of aggressive message, a kind of high cusine delicatessen in city vandalic art.

    24-9-2014:

    24-9-2014:

    AND TODAY I inaugurate the announced 'otros artistas' page!!!

    (from the menu bar below, go to 'the calling'→'pilgrimage'→'otros artistas')

  • Otros artistas

    Otros artistas

    I introduce you today to another of my great little friends in Reykjavík, one that exudes a particularly charm magic. I love him so much! The heading photo was taken on the thirtieth of September of 2016. You really must be quite attentive, and I am sure the finding of this fantastic little friend was a reward to my habit of walking around streets in slow-pace, relaxed manner. 

    I cannot really express the joy I felt the day I found it again in 2017. Again, I had only a general idea of the area of the city where I remembered having found the little soldier the year before. So I walked and walked..., and this time the search seemed particularly diffcult. But, then, suddenly, I recognized the colour of the house in the distance, walked towards it almost holding my breath back... yes, it was theeeeeeeeeere!!! My newer iPhone allowed me to take this closer look on September 7, 2017:

    And here (same day) is the location, next to the crossing of Njálsgata and Barónsstígur:

    As a necessary and just companion of ‘The line’ and ‘Fachadas en verso’, in brief I will add a new page, ‘Otros artistas’, dedicated to the other forms of creative expression to be found in the streets of Reykjavík.