by bre | Oct 12, 2025 | Iceland, Informations, Meetings
(ou comment le renard arctique a perfectionné l’art du cambriolage en milieu isolé) Il est minuscule, incroyablement rusé, et totalement dépourvu de respect pour la propriété privée. Voici le renard arctique du Hornstrandir, petit fantôme du nord islandais, capable de...
by bre | Sep 18, 2025 | Art, Iceland, Book
A little over two weeks after our return, the Icelandic dust has settled—and with it, the pace is slowly returning to a more “normal” pace. Gabrielle is back in France, surrounded by piles of notebooks, sheets of paper, and colorful sketches. She sorts,...
by bre | Sep 7, 2025 | Iceland, Storage
📍 ///home.sweet.home We empty Jimny. We remove the boxes, we tidy, we sort. The papers, the souvenirs, the objects that have accumulated week after week. We finally find that damn thing we've been looking for everywhere, and we finally mourn this...
by bre | Aug 28, 2025 | On the way, Iceland, Disordered thoughts
📍 ///eeriness.dispensed.elders The ferry casts off, and we're off: Jimny and I are on board. Apart from the belt, which started whistling again this morning, nothing to report. The brakes work well, and most importantly, they release properly when...
by bre | Aug 28, 2025 | On the way, Iceland, Disordered thoughts
📍///architect.salvaged.nannies You couldn't make this up. Departure by ferry. Cut off from the digital "world" for at least 48 hours.
by bre | Aug 27, 2025 | Art, Iceland, Meetings
📍 ///chez.petur.marietta Sometimes chance has a very special way of reaching out to us. While paying the garage bill, the accountant lets me in, almost as if it were a secret, that a German painter lives just a stone's throw away, having lived in Iceland for decades...
