The Indian ocean can be a paradise. It has tropical beaches, smiling people, and blue ocean. But a paradise does not come out of nowhere; these tropical island paradises form in violence. Peace only comes after turmoil, when the forces of destruction finally give up, having created where they sought to destroy. Every tropical island…
The hill rises up from the dry bushland plains, forming a 400 meter tall ridge with gaps. Pass through a gap and a new ridge appears, and another one behind it. In between are dry valleys. It is winter now and there has been no rain since early autumn: the rivers have dried up. After…
A couple of weeks ago we got an email from one of our readers who is currently studying how to make ceramics and porcelain in Iceland. She was wondering about what ashes might give the best colours. I am not the best geologist around, and instead concentrate on the squiggly stuff on seismometers and bouncing…
”A Hall she saw standing far from the sun, on Dead Body Shore. With the doors facing North, Venom drops, In through the roof vent. For the walls are woven Of Serpents spines.” Völuspá, Níðhöggr First Stanza. I come from the North, and in our traditions and old religious motifs, we have always known…