Here is a little peek at the little town of Skagaströnd. The town population is around 400. There is a church, a gas station and a grocery store, a gym, an outdoor heated pool and “hot pot” (hot tub), a bank, a pharmacy, and a post office and the residency. Usually the only people I see outside are kids walking back and forth from school, unless it is a rare calm and clear day and then the town starts to buzz with activity! The towns’ economy is largely centered around fishing (which has fluctuated throughout the centuries). An idyllic setting nestled along a natural harbour at the base of towering Spákonufell (Prophetess Mountain). The mountain is dedicated to the first woman of Skagaströnd that lived here in the 10th century. Apparently she has left a treasure chest hidden by a spell somewhere on the mountain.
I have been at the Nes Artist Residency now for almost two weeks. It is only now dawning on me how lucky we were to have good weather when we arrived. I feel like since our arrival there has only been a handful of “calm” days between stormfronts. The weather is constantly changing here. Being an isolated island located somewhere between two massive continents along the most northern edge of the Atlantic Ocean it isn’t a wonder why storm follows storm follows storm. The roads have been closed most days it seams, cutting Skagastrond off from the rest of the country. The snow comes down swirling, spinning and blowing past in a fury of white. Sometimes the storms are predicted a day or two in advance. Sometimes they just come.
Two days ago I arrived at the studio to enjoy one of these rare “calm” moments. I gathered my watercolour supplies and a stool and headed out to the edge of the breakwater to paint and watch sunrise turn the sky pinkish around 11am. By 2pm the sky was thick with white and gale force winds were slamming into whatever stood in their way. The houses here are built especially solid to withstand the wind and yet the wind tries her best to test them. Creating noises that sound like the house is loosing. The storm lasted for approximately 20 hours. Not once did the wind take a breather or the snow stop falling. Blizzarding conditions. A complete whiteout at times. But where did it all go? The snow was sure on a hurry to get somewhere, but maybe not here. Oh yes, there are massive piles of it scattered throughout the town (often finding the perfect location in the middle of a path), but I can only imagine that the majority of the snow is stuck fast against the side of a mountain somewhere. That day the weather hit, we were in the studio. Eventually we decided we either had to sleep in the studio or brave the weather outside. Without any snow or ice or head winds I am sure this journey should only take two minutes to walk between. It was a battle. Jackets pulled up, hats pulled down and with scarves securely fastened around our faces, the three of us stepped from the warmth of the studio and into the dark forces. My husband, the lovely French artist Sandrine and myself locked arms and headed home. “All for one and one for all!” (And yes, you would be right in supposing that the book I brought along with me is The Three Musketeers). What an exhilarating experience! We were thankful to be home, to make dinner and to be able to sleep in our own beds. Sandrine mentioned when we were in the kitchen that evening that it feels like we are in an igloo–the windows were plastered with snow!
The storm is over now and there is again a certain calm over the town (although the wind waves are still high). There is nothing quite like weather to make you really feel like you are in the present.
It is hard not think about whaling while being in Iceland. I was doing some research yesterday and discovered that some of the whaling vessels that hunt minke whales stay at port in Hafnarfjordur, a 10 minute walk from where we stayed at our Airbnb. There are two commercial whaling companies here. One company hunts minke whale and one hunts the endangered fin whale. Minke whale is what you can buy in restaurants and in the grocery stores here (no, I will not be partaking) and fin whale is exported and sold to Japanese markets. This past year though there was a temporary, year-long pause on whaling in Iceland, but it is set to begin again in the spring. The pause came because of a lack of demand for the meat. I was surprised to discover that actually very few Icelanders enjoying eating whale meat and the biggest market are the tourists that come here. It is marketed as an exotic delicacy and a “must try” while visiting the country. It is hard to see why the whaling industry continues though when the income generated by whale watching companies is significantly higher than selling theme for meat (and is much more sustainable). While researching I came across this recent documentary called Hard to Port about the current whaling situation in Iceland. It is worth watching if you are interested in this topic.
But how do I process this….
While listening to these documentaries I was thinking about a recent series I made this winter of whales in Christmas sweaters. I was speaking with a gentleman who was looking at them and he said something that stuck with me. By clothing these whales he felt like they were being cared for or nurtured. Forgive me if I am sounding sappy, but I love it when someone makes me a homemade gift like a hat or scarf. These gifts keep me warm on the outside as well as on the inside because I know they take a lot of time and care to make. So I created this small watercolour of a minke whale and a fin whale wearing iconic Icelandic sweaters. I am planning on making two more similar drawings. One for each of the three countries that still continue to practice commercial whaling (Iceland, Norway and Japan).
Whales wearing sweaters… huh… I think might possibly be my most political work yet.
The upper whale in this drawing is a minke whale and the lower whales is a fin whale. Fin whales are still considered endangered. They are the second largest animal in existence (only loosing out on the champion title to the blue whale). This drawing shows the size difference between the two species.
8.5″ x 11″, ink and watercolour on rag paper
Today we gave artist talks as a group. It was amazing how different and interesting everyone’s practice is. I thought I would just quickly share this group photo. We are six artists and represent six different countries!
Left to right: Sakari Heikka (Musician from Finland), Indigo Perry (writer from Australia), Sineád Bhreathnach-Cashell (visual artist from Ireland), Sandrine Elberg (photographer from France), Katya Kan (visual artist from Kazakhstan), Natasha van Netten (visual artist from Canada)
As I write this post I am sitting in our room at a lovely Airbnb. In the dark. Listening to what I can only describe as a colourful array of an assortment of various firecrackers and fireworks. Booming and echoing and re-echoing across the city of Reykjavik.
We left home in Canada before the crack of drawn with my brother–so generously giving up his sleep to drive us to catch an early ferry. As my husband and I sat at the stern of the boat talking, something incredible happened. The point of water I had chosen to stare at, not far from the vessel, erupted. A giant, orca suddenly burst from the waves, turning his body sideways and reveling a striking display of black and white on his belly. They were everywhere. Giant creatures! The pod must have consisted of about 12 individuals. It was an amazing send off. =)
After flying for about 8 hours we arrived in Iceland’s capital. Greeted by a thick blanket of heavy, misting rain and a driving wind. And, of course, darkness. What a relief to finally have arrived. I no longer need to worry about how I will be able to pack my belongings and art supplies into a single carry-on bag and “personal item”. We did it! Success!
The sounds of the fireworks and firecrackers are growing in intensity. It sounds like they are going off just outside our window. And I think they actually are! There is literally no silence between the sounds of exploding anymore. It is 9:30pm and there is a feeling of growing anticipation for midnight and ringing in the New Year! It is a nice feeling to look forward. I hope that you are also looking forward to the New Year and I wish you all the best. May 2020 bring you new revelations, feelings of hope, joys and purpose. God bless you. =)
It has been a very busy fall for me. I have been working nightshifts, which has allowed me the opportunity to spend my days focusing on my art practice. I had a long list of things that I was finally going to get around to doing, like organizing images, documenting work, applying for shows/residencies/grants, being more regular with my blog posts (oops), and of course spending extra time drawings and painting. I have now come to realization that I am absolutely terrible at estimating the time it takes me to complete administrative tasks. I am afraid to say that my list is still long, and I am starting to feel like it will always be that way. It has been a good experience to actually buckle down and try to tackle some of these tasks that I always used to put off. It has been a season of growing and for that I am very thankful. Unfortunately I haven’t spent as much time working on art as I would have liked, but I remind myself that things come in seasons. And I actually have gotten to make work–it is just never enough time. It is not probably a good thing not to be content, because it pushes you ahead. It really does feel good to complete some of these things I have been putting off. I absolutely recommend checking off that task that has been secretly eating away at you. Just be careful not to let your list get you down and discouraged. You can only do one thing at a time. (I say these words of advice for my own benefit.) I struggle with finding a balance between the administrative side of my practice and studio time. I tend to spend time focusing on either one or the other, not necessarily integrating them. A new season is just around the corner.
Which leads me to announce that I am honoured to have been offered a residency at the NES Artist Residency in Skagaströnd, Iceland, for the month of January! A new season. I am looking forward to totally focusing on creating work again and experimenting in the studio. I will be participating in this residency with at least four other international artists. Also, my amazing husband is coming with me! Doing residencies have been some of the most rewarding experiences for me in my art practice: trying to find art supplies, being pushed out of your comfort zone, meeting other artists and talking about my work. I will write more about my project in the upcoming weeks. Receiving this residency has prompted me to do some new things that I haven’t done before: writing grant proposals, setting up an Etsy shop for my new Christmas cards, and participating in holiday artisan markets. It has been a learning curve! But well worth it.
My list is still long. But it is okay. One thing at a time. And you know what? Now I can check off “write a blog post” from my list.
I love the holiday season! Sweaters, Christmas lights and hot drinks. What could be better? Over the past few months I have been busy prepping for a couple upcoming Christmas markets. I figured this was the perfect excuse to design some bookmarks (something I have been wanted to do for a while now) and also to create some new cards: whales wearing Christmas sweaters! I will also have small drawings of Imaginary Whales and Wire Whales. I will be at the Hillside Holiday Artisan Market at Hillside Mall on November 30th & December 1st and at the Hibernation Celebration at the Habitat Acquisition Trust office (661 Burnside Rd) the evening of December 12th. If you are in Victoria I would love to see you at these events. =) If you are out of town, you can also find these items on my new Etsy page.
Today the Center for Whale Research issued a statement declaring the three missing southern resident killer whales are now deceased. Three. One from each pod (J, K and L). One of those whales was J17—famous for carrying her dead calf on her head in mourning for 17 days last year.
I am currently working on an installation of this population. 76 was the number that I wrote down to make a few months ago. 76 orca. Every time I have created an artwork about this population the number has been different. Earlier this year I showed an installation with 74 orca. During the exhibition the population count increased to 75 because a calf was born. A year prior the installation contained 76, and the year before that 78. I have prepared 76 orca for my installation next month. Now I am taking three away. One up, one down seems easier to understand, but to take three away from an already small number seems drastic. At least to me it does. It is hard to think that those whales will never make it to the exhibition. This is a physical reminder to me of the fragility of this species.
For more information about this breaking story, check out the Center for Whales Research website where they have issued the statement here. Also, here is an interview with Center for Whale Research founder Ken Balcomb.