...snapshots taken by the voyager, the husband, the father and friend Halldór Laxness. They are private photographs that bear witness to a life’s story that entailed interrelations between family life, political life and a career as a novelist.
Aug 4, 2008
Laxness Photos
If you're in Reykjavík, there is a special exhibit of photographs at The Culture House that is running through February 16, 2009. The Culture House describes the exhibition as:
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I finished "Independent People" a few days ago. Do you have a suggestion for my next selection? I liked Bjartur and understood him, but still wanted to slap him upside the head a few times.
Try "The Fish Can Sing", Jon! I really think you'll love it--the protagonist is endearing and memorable. It is also much shorter than Independent People, so you might finish it before school starts...
Thanks! I love to read, but when I do it, everything else gets neglected. School is hard for an old geezer like me, but I no longer have the same distractions. So much to do, so little time....
I'd rather be on vacation in Iceland.
So are you a teacher, a student, or perhaps both? I am a high school librarian, so I get to learn a little every day :-)
I am a secondary forest products marketing specialist (I sell boards in a lumber yard) B.A. in 1973, picking up an A.A.S. to be a medical lab technician. In small town Minnesota you do what you must. Left the big city in '84 (Batty's town)and live where he sometimes vacations. Grew up(almost)about a hundred miles north of you. Grandfather from Iceland. Father was Icelandic/Norwegian, mum was a Brit. Have horses, dogs, cats(11), wife. Terminally curious.
My life in a nutshell.
Eleven doesn't fit in a nutshell.
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Succinct is a good talent to have, especially when you are taking classes, hmmm?
But wait! There's more! Its a long list, but I need some mystery surrounding my life. I read you, Batty,and Alda religiously and a few others on occasion, but time and interest are always limited. I might like to try blogging someday, but I am afraid my wife would read it and be doubtful of my sanity. Somehow, after 25 years, I don't think she has been fooled.
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