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Line up for FALL 2015

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We are VERY happy to present the line-up of artists that will be doing workshops in this years fall program. A program that contains music production, poetry, photography, filmmaking, sensorial theater, installation and much more!
It is, as always, a good mix of people that we know well and people that we have invited for the first time. All of them are amazing at what they do.

Renaud Cambuzat (FR) Photographer, video artist
Daniel Grossman (US) Multimedia artists
Marine Arragain (FR) Painter
Minerva Pietilä (FI) Poet / writer
Goddur (IS) Graphic Designer / Visual Artist
Lotte Rose Kjær Skau (DK) Musician and multimedia artist
Michael Møller (DK) Singer / Musician / Songwriter / Producer
Saga Sigurðardóttir (IS) Dancer
Helga Rosenfeldt (DK) Actor / Playwright
Jeppe Dyrendom Graugaard (DK) Philosopher
Julie Lænkholm (DK) Installation / Multi media
Laura Tack (BE) Visual Artist / Sound artist

We are still open for applications so if you are thinking about joining us as a student this fall you can read some more about the program HERE or you can send us an email and ask us any question you might have.

We can’t wait to get started!

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Planning the fall!

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Dear world

The fall of 2015 will be spectacular!

Even though summer is nice (and summer is maybe not the right word, since we had snow yesterday) we are mostly excited about getting started again this fall, welcoming a new group of students as well as quite a few new teachers.

We will move our bodies, these things that carry us and our heads around, but that is also just all we have and they ARE us. Those we will move. Normal movement transformed.

We will write poems. Ugly poems, grand poems, sound poems, love poems, everyday poems. We become poets.

We will make music (instantaneous and unpredictable, and our ears are now in excellent condition).

We will dive deep, deep into the state of making for the sake of making for the sake of blurring the lines between the life we live and the art we make and the life we make and the art we live.

We will make worlds, even universes.

We will take everything apart.

It will be wild and beautiful!

You can read more about the fall program HERE


A diary from inside the end


My dear friends

Two weeks ago the LungA School Spring 2015 Program “Here Comes The Sun” ended and as with everything else that happened between the magical mountains, it feels like yesterday and a lifetime ago.

We had a lot to do in the last week and as always the weather did not take our plans into consideration! After spending 5 days on a perfect Final Exhibition Roadtrip to Akureyri and enjoying the warm spring weather, we woke up to snow, snow and more snow on Monday morning. Ignoring what some people might call common sense, we wrapped ourselves in wool, extra socks, big boots, white suits, hats, scarves, gloves. Once again we were ready. This time we would conquer the snow and go to Skàlanes!

Some thought it was fun, some thought it was terrible, some felt relief when Óli came with the car, some finished the long walk feeling more alive than ever. In the end we all ended up in the middle of nowhere, with no other plans than enjoying the view, the quietness, the company!

There were books, sauna, cheese fondue, foot chess, April Fools, storm, little people. There were reflections, letters, good advice, gratitude. We improvised an extra day, extra dinner, extra brunch. We left nobody behind (except for the Basque that stayed to do the laundry).

We snowshoed our way back to civilization with rosy cheeks and freckles.

From then on everything was for the last time. Last dinner in Skaftfell, last clean up in the studio, last dinner in the hostel, last dance in the bar, last night in our rooms, last brunch, last eye contact.

It was a quiet, remorable, appropriate, beautiful and strange ending. Maybe because we refused to think about it until the very last minute, maybe because we pretended that it was not going to happen, maybe because almost everybody stayed in Seyðisfjörður for several days after the final goodbye.


A week ago I left LungA School, Seyðisfjörður, Iceland. At first sight it does not seem like anything has changed, but I know that this is not true. I have changed, because you changed me.

Looking back on the last three months, I realise how meaningful this adventure has been. It is difficult to capture in words and it is hard to explain what made this experience so profound, but in this gathering of multicoloured houses, surrounded by dark Icelandic mountains, we created a space of honesty, vulnerability, openness and truth. I am proud to have been a part of your life and I cannot express how grateful I am to have met each and everyone of you.

When I looked into your eyes on the last day, I tried to tell you how much it meant to me to be part of our group, how none of this would have been the same without you. That no matter where you end up in this world, you can stand up straight and know how privileged you made me feel just by being open, vulnerable and a hundred percent you.

Though it is hard to describe what happened these 12 weeks, what we discovered and how we felt – I am so happy to know, that from now on we are a part of a tribe that is bigger than our little group of Spring 2015. I cannot wait to meet the Beta Program, the Fall 2014 and all the future students, teachers, mentors that will become part of the LungA School family.

The end is the beginning of something new. Thank you for being you, thank you for letting me be me, thank you for inspiring me to continuing the adventure!










A diary from inside the climax

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 eleventh chapter:

My dear friends

A week ago we had our Final Exhibition. An exhibition that exceeded all expectations. More creative, more personal, more professional, more beautiful than we could have imagined. It was a big exhibition, a long exhibition, a public exhibition. We looked at our work, we looked at our mentors, we looked at each other and we were happy, relieved, ecstatic and proud.

But before this delightful moment happened in Akureyri, the snow fell in Seyðisfjörður. We filmed ourselves crying, we had tons of drawings to complete, we battled with technology, we had sleepless nights and the last lunch in Herðubreið.

We gathered everything we needed for the exhibition – old Nutella jars, frameless windows, broken mirrors, a guitar missing a string. We packed our toothbrush, we bought snacks, we chose our seat in the minibusses and we made epic mixtapes.

We listened to electronic rave, 90’ies ballads and the Prince of Darkness, while we drove through the marvelous, magical, beautiful, ever changing landscape of Iceland. We looked for Loch Ness’ cousin. We crossed rivers, flat lands and lava rocks. We saw mountains, volcanoes and hotsprings.

Great mountain sides and trees along the fjord shores welcomed us when we drove into Akureyri. We met the amazing KAKTUS crew, moved into our intimate sleeping situation, got to know our surroundings. We went to the pool to shower and swim under the open sky. We had coffee and admired the vast selection of stationery. We tried to adapt to the large amounts of traffic and people. We had breakfast in a gallery next door. We became very familiar with the salad bar in the restaurant down on the corner.

We were invited to your house and were surprised, moved and grateful for the kindness, the wine, the delicious food. We gave up the vegetarian lifestyle, got a new nose ring, searched the house for baby pictures.

We went to the gallery and began to shape it into our own. We discussed, we planned, we divided the space into sections. We projected videos through bended glass. We filled a room with sand and rocks. We made a rainy cloud of feelings. We shattered mirrors on the floor. We built a secret sound installation behind heavy curtains. We made new lamps. We turned up the volume. We had a birthday celebration. We prepared for the big opening.

And what an opening! Balloons, snacks, punch, old friends, new friends, family, cool people, art people, many people! Installations, video art, soundscapes, feelings, creativity, photography, movements, music, screams, reflections, performances, poetry readings, sounds, deleting.

Afterparty in the studio, climbing walls, celebrating the success, giggling in the night.

And when it all ended so unbelievably fast, we did the most prompt cleaning ever by the Walmart people. We celebrated with horsemeat steak on toast (and salad bar), drank Irish coffee dessert, had a red wine gathering upstairs. We talked about space engineers, old school mates, the exhibition, the traffic, the weather.

We repacked the minibusses, traveled back through the enchanting Icelandic scenery and had the best adventure surprise!

Out of the minibusses. Stand in the cold. Surrounded by black lava rocks and snow. Go through all luggage to find bathing clothes. Walk on sharp cliffs. Climb the barbed wire fence. Follow the gap of the earth. Cold hands. Cold feet. Go down the canyon without knowing what is waiting and only a rope to guide you. Secret cave. Warm water. Natural hot tub. Magic!

11 weeks of learning, listening, talking, giving, enjoying, reflecting, laughing and experimenting led us to the Final Exhibition in Akureyri. 11 weeks gave us the confidence to expose ourselves, to be vulnerable and to let the world experience a glimpse of our adventure. 11 weeks of fascination, curiosity and openness towards unknown people, medias and processes, made it possible to create an outstanding exhibition. Thank you to all who came by to see our show, thank you to the KAKTUS crew and thank you, Laura Tack and Alex Carr for joining our LungA adventure.

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!