A diary from inside the solar eclipse

In the beginning of each new week we publish a story about the week that just passed at the LungA School. It comes from the inside and can be about anything. This is the tenth chapter:

My dear friends

A week ago a magical week began. A week of spring. A week of winter. A week with a solar eclipse seen from the majestic mountains that is the border between us and them. Seydisfjordur and Iceland. LungA and the world.

Surrounded by clouds in a scenery of black and white, we glimpsed the sun disappearing. Turning the world dark, grey, quiet. Except from our ecstatic cries of wonder of course. We saw a herd of reindeer, we saw black ravens. We felt the magic of the moment and the expectations for the future.

Last week we started working. Working with the inspiration, the knowledge, the themes that all together have formed the previous ten weeks of studying at the LungA School. We have been introduced to many different medias, many different ways of working, many different ways of thinking.

Now we ripped it all apart, reflected upon it and selected, shaped and formed our own understanding of the process, the art, the truth. It was difficult, it was annoying, it was extremely frustrating! But as the days went by, we seemed to find our ways and allowed ourselves to follow the paths that lead us to Akureyri and the Final Exhibition.

We built cameras from cardboard, we danced in the squat house. We made a crown of twigs and crystals, we improvised on the cello, we drew for hours, we formed a cloud. We were given crazy challenges, we ate a jar of Nutella, we kept it secret.

We moved to the island in the pond and slept in a tent for two days. We slept in Herðubreið, we almost did not sleep at all, we slept a whole day away. We had a radio party, a Facebook-like party, a kitchen party. We worked in the studio, the theater, the office, the hostel, the church, the cold outdoors, the dark room in the old book store. We enjoyed a long walk in the sun, shared a snackpizza, waited to get our picture taken, wrote four lines poetry.

It is a strange feeling knowing that our stay in Seyðisfjörður is coming to an end. The last 10 weeks have gone by so slowly, so fast, so many days, so few hours. We only just arrived, last week is forever ago. Friday seems far away, but we are racing against time. We look around town, feeling as if we are home. We look at each other, realizing we have a new family. Let us fill the last two weeks with great memories, smiling eyes, laughter and live the adventure to the fullest!


Program of the week – 11


Monday is upon us again and we are continuing our final workshop. More than ever, now is the time to dive into ideas, medias and the art of creating, to make sure that our Final Exhibition this Friday will push the boundaries of what we thought we were capable to do.

We are working in dark rooms, in the freezing water, in the theater, in the kitchen. In the morning, in the evening, in the middle of the night. We will show you photographies, visuals, performances, music and a lot more – but first we have a few days of hard work ahead of us!

On Wednesday we will pack two busses with students, teachers, interns, mentors and art and we will drive to Akureyri in the north to set up our Final Exhibition in the KAKTUS gallery. We are more than happy about this collaboration and look very much forward to spending the rest of the week in Akureyri!

A part from working, creating and setting up the show, we are going to enjoy our stay in Akureyri with delicious food, nice company and freshly baked croissants! It will be an intense couple of days, with lots of emotions, many people living together and no personal space. Nothing else to do than enjoy the moment, make the most of it and have a fantastic time!

We hope to see as many of you as possible at the KAKTUS gallery in Akureyri on Friday the 27th of March at 20.00!


A diary from inside the questions

In the beginning of each new week we publish a story about the week that just passed at the LungA School. It comes from the inside and can be about anything. This is the ninth chapter:


My dear friends

A week ago we changed the theater into a living situation. We brought in the rug, wrapped ourselves in blankets and drank a lot of coffee. We made the couches form a circle in which we could talk freely, discussing big questions. What kind of future has already been created by the myths and metaphors of our culture? Is it still a future we expect or have the myths failed? How can we make contact with the futures we want that are still beyond our personal horizon? How to live in these questions?

We talked, we discussed, we thought, we concentrated. Documentation, visuals, writings, free assignments.

Big Ideas, George & Ahmad, The Truth Mandala. We wrote about fame, nonsense and the gaps between stories. We sketched, we painted, we made the maps of our futures.

We worked together and we worked individually. We created content. We made a book. Everyday is about everything. We invited the town to get a glimpse of our narratives, realizations and possible futures at a Friday night (book)launch.

While a storm raged across the island, we enjoyed our second glimpse of Icelandic spring. A warm breeze came from the mountains, melted the ice and the sun came through the windows of the office that turned into a book binding studio.

After quite a quest involving stepfathers, grandmothers, tourists from the Faroe Islands, a restaurant in Reykjavik, cancelled planes and a closed mountain, we managed to have the infamous whale fondue feast. We turned the feast into a party. We put on glitter and jewellery and became the dancing queens of Café Lara. In the end there was only one way to finish the week and so we indulged in dessert pizza enjoying the cozy time.

Nine weeks have gone since we moved into the hostel together. We are better friends than ever, we know more about each other. We trust, question, listen, dance, sing. We are excited about the weeks to come, the final workshop, the final exhibition, the final days. We fill the hours with more smiles, laughter and hugs than before, because we have three weeks left of the LungA adventure and they are going to be awesome!


Program of the week – 10


After a very stormy weekend we are ready to begin another exciting week in the LungA School. For the past weeks we have been exploring, experimenting and exhibiting to prepare ourselves for this week. Now we begin the Final Workshop.

We have had a range of different workshops and worked with many exciting medias, materials and teachers. We have been gathering inspiration, knowledge and practice and now we have the chance to combine it all. The students have the opportunity to go back into some of the medias they have been introduced to, set up the frames for their own process and go deeper into what fascinates them.

This is the time to enjoy the possibilities of our surroundings, openness and the culture we have built up during our stay in Seyðisfjörður. To have fun with the process and let ourselves get drawn into the art of creating.

To help us indulge in this workshop, we are happy to welcome two artists, Alexandra Carr and Laura Tack, who are currently living in the Heima residence. Together they have a lot of experience in very different medias such as ceramics, science, sound, painting and sculpture.

The students are both the artists and the curators of this week. Besides creating their own individual pieces, they are also to set up the final exhibition so it becomes a coherent experience in itself. We will have the final exhibition in KAKTUS in Akureyri on the 27th of March. Be sure to follow us on Facebook to get more information about this event!

Tomorrow evening we are having a radio party with sound artist, Anna Friz, who are collaborating with Skálar and currently working with different sound pieces in Seyðisfjörður. She will join us in the hostel and we are very curious to see what the evening will bring!

A part from a raging storm on the other side of the mountains that separates us from the rest of Iceland, the weather is mild and warm, the snow is melting and we are enjoying glimpses of spring and sunshine. We are thrilled to get started with week 10!


A diary from inside the blood

In the beginning of each new week we publish a story about the week that just passed at the LungA School. It comes from the inside and can be about anything. This is the eigth chapter:


My dear friends

A week ago Seyðisfjörður turned into a town full of celebrities. Not only the usual famous artists that so frequently visit this magical place between the mountains – but all sorts of famous people! We had a Hollywood film director, movie stars, one of the top 100 graphic designers in the world, influential politicians, a highly popular sports star and a Danish performance artist gathered in the same small town on the eastern coast of Iceland. As you can imagine we were all over the place.

We were in the theater discussing ice bars, crunchy snacks, long tables, balloons filled with blood and SOMETHING. We were at the Partyboat waiting for filming to begin. We walked around on the deck. We went into a random car. We knitted. We had free snacks. We learned new card games from Liva. We had pizza in Skaftfell with the grown-ups. We got inked.

We had a lecture about geography. And the history of Iceland. And a nice drawing of a cow.

We talked too much. We had too little communication. We stopped the planning and got our hands dirty. We played with tar, chalk, glue, bricks, sheep blood and Ethiopian mud. We used it alone, we mixed it up, we used it all together. We painted, built, spat. We discussed, we choreographed, we rehearsed, we counted 1, 2, 3, 4, stand.

We made an art piece together. We filmed it. And we didn’t film it. We brought everything together, made the best snacks in town and turned the theater into an exhibition. We told the guests what we found in the mountains.

We heard about your dad, we saw you as a little kid. We had a conversation about family and we saw them dancing.

We looked to the black sky full of stars. We had a full moon lighting up the mountains at night. The northern lights colored the sky green. The weekend brought sunshine and another hike for the sound sculpture. We gathered in the kitchen and relaxed, read books, had cake.

Last week was our fourth workshop, our eight week. The concept of time that stalled, that raced on, that no longer had meaning for us, is beginning to return. But the adventure continues.


Program of the week – 9


Two months ago we came to a dark town called Seyðisfjörður ready for art, magic and adventure. Now the days are longer, brighter and even more magical. We have entered the second week of March.

After a weekend full of sunshine and delicious dinners we are ready to begin the last workshop of the Spring 2015 program. We have welcomed Jonatan, Jeppe Graugaard and his girlfriend Vanessa in the hostel. Jeppe will be our guide througout the week in collaboration with Jonatan.

This week will be all about questions. Finding the right questions and live them instead of rushing through the world trying to answer them. Each morning we will begin a new chapter of a book and each afternoon we will produce bits and pieces to fill in the blank pages. Some of us will write a chapter, some is in charge of visual content, some must document the day and some have a free assignment. In the end we will have a real book in our hands.

Though we have a plan and a product to be finished Friday afternoon, the form of the week is yet to be discovered. It is an experiment, an adventure and we are more than ready to begin!

In addition to the workshop, this week we will also have an Experiment night and after a long break, our movie club Lanterna Magica will return to the program outside the program. We might even have whale fondue in the weekend!