I saw the Sigurgeir Sigurjónsson’s “Metapmorphosis” exhibit at the Reykjavik Museum of Photography. My interest in landscape and urban history was satiated by his way of showing the beauty in the worn down and forgotten.
What touched me the most, however, were the photographs in the adjacent “small world” exhibit. Images of people from Kenya, Iceland, Mexico, Vietnam, Sweden and elsewhere put on display the tapestry of humanity.
If only we could learn to live together. So much in common and yet so much divides us.
I made it to Edinburgh yesterday. I saw the beauty that exists, too, in difference as experienced via food.
Lovely tapas at Serrano & Manchego still on my mind as I think, too, about next week’s screening of The Grant Green Story at The Cameo.
All this with Iceland (and spatial politics research) not entirely in my rearview.
I’ve arrived here still expecting to see water or a mountain or hill on the horizon no matter where I turn. May this continue.
Our planet is worth such adoration if we could only take the time to stop and see the magic in each other and the world around us.
Okay, my kumbaya moment is up – for now.