Go Ask Alice

I just finished reading three quarters of this book in one sitting and am all tearing up. It is beautiful, intense and makes you want to jump into the book and give her a big hug.

Moniker & walk around Shoreditch.

This is what I saw on my way home from school.








The last three photos are from Moniker Art Fair, the second is a house on my way home and the first one is an interesting poster I came across. How can you not love London right? Stumble upon precious little things like this is pretty cool.

xx

Legend!

That honestly is one of my all time favorite songs. I didn't like it any less after sitting through a couple of hours with goosebumps all over watching the Jersey Boys show.



(I actually don't mind the muse version of it either... sushh though, don't tell anyone!)



I'll add this version as well! It's one of my favorite movies and RIP darling.

o&o

yo bro!

Hey guys!

Missed me yet? I know you did.

You know how a couple of days ago the date was the 10/10/10. At that particular day, I wish I could say it would have been at ten past ten in the morning but it was actually 11.11, I had an epiphany. Silly thing, huh?

A bit of introduction: Even though I've got an academic background in science, I'm a bit superstitious about weird things. Maybe it has to do with my nationality (we've got elves and stuff back home). One of them is that if I check the time and it's 11.11 I can make a wish. It has to be in the morning (back home we don't do am and pm -we can do the math, so 11.11 pm would translate to 23.11) though.

So, we have a time of epiphany; 11.11, 10/10/10. Anyway, I was about to make a wish as I'd do under general circumstances. Usually I've got no shortage of wishes what so ever. At that point though I genuinely could not think of anything I'd like to wish for. Can you imagine how lucky I am? Isn't that the absolute wish after all? To not have any wishes. I guess, bottom line, life's pretty solid at the moment. Hopefully it'll last like that for a fair bit.

An entire change of topic:
Today, I did volunteer work at an event as a part of my uni program. It was great in every sense - I'm not going to go into any details though. What I found interesting though is that after lunch there were debates. Lots of fair arguments there definitely. But, and this is the big but, what amazed me was some of the artists (notice, some! definitely not all) perspective of things.
Note, I'm not in any way demeaning the importance or greatness or what ever about art. I'm not an artist though so maybe I'm just ignorant.

What amazed me though was that some of them, were bitching about the arts council, not enough funds, not enough audience etc.. Why that caught my attention was that, if you can produce something from within yourself that gives you pleasure that is a gift. A gift that ought to be treasured. If you can actually get someone else to like your work that's fascinating and a huge bonus. If you actually can make a living of it, that should never ever be taken for granted.

Art goes pretty much as far way back as anyone knows. Still I'm pretty sure back in them old days the guys then were a bit more concerned about surviving than anything else. So the privilege modern artists live with, were governments actually pay you money to do some drawings or dance or what ever you like literally should blow your mind every single time.

Anyway, enough of that, this guy here sums it up pretty clearly
"how quickly the world owes you something...":


Well, those were a couple of thoughts from me today.
Hope all is well,
Hrefna Helgadóttir

Come back!

Alright my darlings. How do you do?

I'm bringing this website once and again back to life. I'm afraid though I will be introducing some changes. The first, and most obvious one is that I'm swapping languages. Another change is that I'll try to post more frequently about my escapades in my lovely surroundings here in London town, maybe even with a bit of an artsy twist. I genuinely hope that both of my Icelandic readers won't be disappointed in these changes.

This serves multiple purposes though.
-Since I just started an arts uni program, and digital media is considered an art form (blog falls under the category of digital media, ergo it's an art form) I might as well enrich the never ending context that cyberspace has to offer with my perspective of things. It's art!

-Second, stating the obvious though, I'll be expected to hand in essays and coursework at uni (I know, crazy talk), so I will use these grounds trying to get proper grasp of getting my thoughts on a piece of paper in English.
So bear with me if I get something wrong. After all, I'm only one of them humans!

-Third, I'm supposed to do stuff and write a diary about it. I know, I felt a bit silly about it too. I decided to make it public so it's just awesome instead.

-And last but not least, I actually quite enjoy posting random stuff here every now and then.


Before I call quits for now, I'd like to express my jealousy towards those of you going to Iceland Airwaves. Honestly, I've been telling everyone how awesome this event is all around the world (pretty much in London though), all year long. And I'm not going. Wouldn't mind seeing the front line of the Icelandic music scene, which is pretty good at the moment I'd say plus awesome bands like Bombay Bicycle Club and other bands making there way over to my hometown to kick ass!

Cheerio, Hrefna Helgadóttir.

PS. Just made some changes on the layout as well. I think it looks quite nice actually.