niedziela, 29 stycznia 2012

How I haven't met Ingvar Eggert Sigurðsson[yet]

Kaeri Ingvar Eg vill ad hitta og tala vid þig
I'm a movie geek and I do have penchant for Icelandic cinema in particular :) One of my dreams or maybe I'd rather say goals is to meet one of the most famous,versatile and talented Icelandic actor Ingvar Eggert Sigurdsson. Since I'm educated to be a journalist it would be awesome to have this possibility of interviewing him. I figured out that there are two spots where I can bump into him. One of them is the swimming pool very close to my place and the other  is a pub Olstofan. So I tried my chances this weekend but unfortunately I wasn't lucky enough to come across him. In contrary to my friend who wasn't even aware of the fact she just saw him until our another friend, that she went to the swimming pool with, told her. Btw I've seen Angels of The Universe 6 times already!:) The movie is based on a novel, and I've been searching for it in the bookstores since I arrived and this Saturday voila I spotted in on the shelf in Eydmundson and of course I'm going to buy it soon.I spent this weekend in a very active way. I also attended a projection of a  movie Hadewijch within the frame of French film festival held in Reykjavik. Although the movie presented sort of a biased and tendentious image of Islam, the good thing about it was that me and my friends couldnt stop debating on it afterwards. I miss arabic countries. I'm not arabic myself , but at times I just feel as if I were kind of sponged with arabic culture. I'm definitely enamoured with it and actually right now I'm craving for a real Moroccan, mint tea. Iceland made me love buying things in second hands. I always wonder who was wearing those clothes before, what did they experience and why did somebody get bored of them. Ok I call it a day. Sjaumst!
                                
My new swag , made in Nepal! so oriental gotta love it

środa, 25 stycznia 2012

mer likar vel ad versla

Eg var ad versla með með vinkonu minni
og eftir fórum vid i skolann til ad laera islensku! :)
I must admit I'm a shopaholic so I couldnt restrain myself when I saw a special offer in Rokk og Rosir thrift store - 7 things for 10.000 kronas. So I took 4 and my friend Katya 3. This day hasnt started off so good. I'm really happy I attend Icelandic classes, because otherwise I would suffer from doing nothing











poniedziałek, 23 stycznia 2012

My first post in ICELANDIC

 Due to the fact that my keyobard is Polish and finding Icelandic signs is quite a hassle, pardon me if I made some mistakes :)

Ég heti Mónika og Ér frá Polandi! Ég tala pólsku, ensku, þysku, pínulitla : persnesku, arabisku, sænsku og frönsku. Ég er sjáfbodalidi  á Islandi. Ég vinn á Gedhjalp. Ég er ad læra bara íslensku  í skólanum núna af þvi að eg er með master  í stjórnmalafræði. Islenska er erfitt tungumál  .Eg er ennþá mjög feimin við að tala islensku. Eg held að eg er hræðileg að tala og að skrifa islensku. Mér finnst gaman ad djamma, lesa bækur og hitta fólk. Ég hef verið á Islandi i fimma manuði. Mér liður vel hér. 


islenskar peysur

If you will ever visit Iceland, the thing you have to buy is an Icelandic wollen sweater {peysa}. I've already got two of them but none of them looks very traditional. Mine are a bit gaudy, so I stand out. I bought my first peysa in a souvenir store on sale and paid about 6 thousands kronas what is very rare even in the flea market you can expect prices to be 14 thousands and higher. Another swag I got from a
second hand and attention attention - it was so inexpensive just 1,500 kronas and it's so beautiful!





niedziela, 22 stycznia 2012

I'm a repetitive complainer

The house overwhelms me with its size. The climate with its coldness. Sky covered with darkness. My mind jagged and dejected .
There is something disquieting about it.


I've seen "101 Reykjavik" for the second time . It presents Icelandic people as a bleak society, full of ignorance, duality, duplicity and superficiality. Very sad image. I'm looking forward to summer, traveling . It's so hard to supress the inner voice inside of you , who brings nothing but lingering doubts and the feeling of being lost in the maze. MUDDLE. You feel as if you were falling into decline. I'm trying to curb the demons thereby I write.