April 24, 2016Et bedre liv
I meant to write this post last week, but suddenly the days have slipped away and here I am on Sunday night. Not to make excuses, but one week ago my cat freaked out and bit me for the first time. He got stuck in his leash and was scared witless. I ended up having to go to the emergency room the morning after because the bitten finger was so swollen it could not move. Ugh. Still on heavy antibiotics but at least my finger has regained most of its original range of motion.
One nice thing about this incident was the emergency room experience itself, so much calmer and more affordable than a visit in the USA. I’ve been twice before in NYC, once for (gently) getting hit by a car while on a bicycle and another time for “rappelling” through a skylight and burning off all the skin on my left hand. Ow. And now, I have been twice here in Oslo. Funny thing: this time I only spoke Norwegian which was both a blessing and a curse. Blessing, I suppose, because it was easier. Curse as in fully understanding the mumbling of my two young student nurses about how not to get bubbles in my tetanus shot.. right before sticking it into my arm.
But! The point of this post is not to reveal how clumsy I am, but to give an update on what I’ve been doing the last months. Mostly I have been working on my memoir, drafting chapter summaries and figuring out the overall flow and format. It’s now at 24 (short) chapters and has a working title: Et bedre liv = “A better life”.
Since winning the mini-grant to pursue my Oslofjord project, I’ve been visiting the fjord at least twice a week. The photos above are one day’s haul of styrofoam “rocks” and a pastoral view of the island they came from.
In addition to writing in Norwegian, I’ve been working, reading and watching Norwegian TV. I also do believe I’ve had a breakthrough (possibly antibiotic-induced) about who I am and how / why I make art. More on that later. For now, a still life: