Showing posts with label History. Show all posts
Showing posts with label History. Show all posts

Friday, 6 April 2018

Blue, Bluer, Superblue, Hammerfest

Hammerfest, Norway, January 2015
A flashback from a trip done previously

Hammerfest is a small town in the North of Norway, until recently the most northern town of the world. The town is on the coast, by a fjord, surrounded by mountains. In summer it's said to be lively, but in the middle of winter it slumbers cosily. We spent a couple of weeks in Hammerfest January 2015. We being a contemporary dance group and me being its lighting designer, planning a new performance in the residency of Dansearena Nord.

Welcome to Hammerfest!

My original plan for January was to go to Thailand hammocking, but one should be careful for what one wishes for, since one might get the very opposite.

It's not simple to get to Hammerfest, especially in winter: Our route proceeded from Helsinki to Copenhagen, from Copenhagen to Oslo, from Oslo to Tromsø and from Tromsø to Hammerfest, planes getting smaller and clientele less posh every leg.

This is not Thailand

It was a good trip, though. We got some work done, met some nice people, took turns in having a stomach flu and I even had some time to see the sights. If you really curb your speed, you might end up using one whole afternoon to see them. My list of recommendations is as follows, but most of all I loved the hues of blue, colouring the scenery all julianonderdonk.

I have no idea what this is


Hammerfest Church

Burning churches was a fad in Norway some time ago, so architect Harald Magnus was clever in advance in choosing concrete as the main material for the church, completed in 1961. There are triangles everywhere in the construction, also in the colourful glass painting by Jardar Lunde. Oh my Gordiskknute, that's one confusing altarpiece! I'm not quite sure if Christ is dying, ascending or being captured by aliens. Anyhow, it's a groovy piece of art



Museum of Reconstruction

Gjenreisningsmuseet tells a sordid story of Hammerfest during and after World War II. Shortly put: before the war Hammerfest existed, after the war it did not. As the German army retrieved, it was scorched-earth policy all the way. There were two options for people in demolished Hammerfest, to be forcibly evacuated to southern cities or to hide in the woods and caves, waiting for the Allied Forces to arrive – which took way longer than expected. Quite an experience, even after seventy years. Luckily, there's a museum cafe with ultimate comfort food: warm waffles. You'll need them.

There wasn't a sudden summer day in January,
the photo is from Wikimedia Commons, by Manxruler,
since I failed to take one

The Ultimate Blueness

At the time of our visit, sun didn't rise above the horizon at all. Still, there was some daylight, like for fifteen minutes per day. After that it started getting blue. And bluer. And then, even bluer. Then, it got Klein International Blue. Then, Klein International Bluer. Just when I thought it possibly couldn't get bluer than THIS, it got bluer. And then some. And then, it was dark. You could suggest that this blueness happens elsewhere, too, but hello, I'm a tourist and experienced it here so I won't listen.





It did get even bluer, but my camera refused to believe.
The scenery might have affected the lighting design
of the piece we were working on

The Arctic Culture Center 

Check their website, the Center might have something of your interest in the program: concerts, plays, dance, movies, you name it, mostly during evenings. The building is worth seeing in its own right, too, with a scenic window facing the bay, and a café, should it be open. The building is somewhat a landmark of the town, lighted blue during the dark.

Arctic Culture Centre, this is where we worked

Nissen Mall

A small shopping mall slightly resembling an offshore oil rig, Nissen includes an almost hipster café and a shoe store called Eurosko. Among the usual shoes, you can find some pretty cool traditional and traditional-ish shoes here.




Pieces of information
• More about traveling in Hammerfest area in the Northern Norway webpage, including Hammerfest Church and Gjenreisningsmuseet
• Other people exploring Hammerfest: Vagabond Baker
• Fresh after the trip, I wrote about it to Kummat kengät blog from shoe perspective, in Finnish.
• Arctic Culture Center's website, in Norwegian

Monday, 26 March 2018

Dzibilchaltun – Just Like in Finland

Dzibilchaltun, Mexico, February 13th 2018

I felt guilty for still haven't visited any Mayan historical sites in Yucatan, and at the same time wondering what would be the handiest way to travel from Mérida to Progreso. Deus ex machina, I found an excursion online, departing from Mérida, with two destinations: a visit to Dzibilchaltun Mayan ruins and then Progreso beach. Door to door transportation. One trip per week, on the day I needed it. Problem solved.

Dzibilchaltun is not the most impressive Mayan site, but it is good enough for a lazy person such as myself. There was a no-cave cenote, with no iffy fauna like in Valladolid, a couple of Mayan temples and a sacrilegious catholic chapel, built by the conquistadors in the 16th century. A real out of place object, that one, which reminds me of the catholic chapel in the great mosque of Cordoba in Spain, tossed in the middle of the beautiful, simple hall of columns like a bubble gum to a mandala, by the so called reconquistadors.

The Mayan and Finnish cultures a quite apart, but I did find some familiar things in this supposedly unknown to me place. Well, my mother's name is pronounced the same way as Maya, so I could say that I'm of Maijan origin. My cousins name is Inka, but let's not go there quite yet.

The water in the cenote was beautiful,
Just like in a Finnish lake. With maybe some added Curaçao liqueur.

If you like this kind of scenery, you should visit
Suomenlinna fortress island in Helsinki

Guess what. I did not climb to the top.
Just like I never did climb the Pispala Stairs.

The Temple of the seven dolls was named after small effigies
the archeologist first stumbled upon when entering the temple.
Nowadays it would probably be named The Temple of
the Forgotten Ladder.

Anyone who has worked in an archaeological museum,
recognizes instantly the blend of dust, smell and atmosphere
of a musealised dwelling. The Mayan outdoor kitchen took
me back to the summers in Seurasaari outdoor museum,
the best summer job ever!

After a compact museum we headed out via a sculpture park, with Mayan statues from more or less thousand years ago sprinkled around. And oh my golf cart, that was so Finnish I just cannot! Every small village in Finland have their own outdoor summer art exhibition, with emphasis on naivistic, often chubby characters. I felt right at home!


Chac-mool, 900–1250 CE.
In addition to Finnish summer art shows,
also brings to mind Etruscan sarcophaguses.

Sculpture with head of jaguar, 600–900 CE

Sculpture with head of jaguar, 600–900 CE

Pieces of information

• All kinds of excursions can be booked via Viator
• Dzibilchaltun in the Mayan Ruins Website
• Other people exploring Dzibilchaltun:XYU and Beyond, Road Dog Travel, Rambling & Roving