A profile photo taken for an interview, my socks, my body on an album by the punk band Æla, me in Majorca in 2004, my watch I no longer wear, Hallgrímskirkja church in Reykjavík, rain at Northside, and two photos from Paris. #2015bestnine

Final preparations for Christmas Day dinner have started here at my Uncle’s farm. (We Icelanders do our main celebration on Christmas Eve (along side rest of Northern Europe I think)). Tradition calls for smoked leg of a lamb (hangikjöt) served cold with potatoes in Béchamel sauce, so of course that is what we I’ll be […]