|'In Search of Adventure' 8x10 pastel Iceland Summer 2014 ©Karen Margulis |
I'm not one to sit still for long so I eagerly joined the group on a drive. We threw in our painting gear just in case. Our destination was to be a town called Holmavik in Western Iceland. It has a population of 375 and is known for the Museum of Icelandic Sorcery & Witchcraft. An interesting stop for a gray dreary day.
We never made it to Holmavik. It was one of those trips that didn't go as planned but will always result in a good story such as "Remember the day we went for a drive in the rain and ended up on a bumpy, muddy dirt road that was close to being a dreaded F road (as in very bad) that we called the Never Ending Chiropractic Express?!!" The going was so wet and rough that after about 3 hours with drivers Stan and Cory and passengers road weary and sore, we called it off.
|Hang on kids we're going for a ride!!|
|Just a little dirty|
We needed food and bathrooms and luckily found the only place for many many miles. That will also be a story to remember..."Remember that restaurant that only served hamburgers and fries or lamb soup and garlic bread? " It was the oddest little place. The poor guy running the place had to call in reinforcements and soon his wife and child joined him in the kitchen. Ahh, but the soup was warm and delicious and another memory was made. And despite the rain we managed to discover a special kind of raw beauty in the grayness of the Icelandic landscape.
|Somewhere in Iceland...in the middle of nowhere|
|all the necessities|
|A few examples of the rugged and raw beauty that is Iceland on a rainy day|
The last day in Stykkisholmur we woke up to more rain. Determined to have a painting day we all loaded our gear and ever hopeful, our picnic supplies, into the vans for a drive to the other side of the Snaefellsness Peninsula. I continued to take by drive by photos through a rain spattered window. Our first stop was Budir Church. It is a simple church painted black and sits on a lava field overlooking the sea. We couldn't see anything but the church through the mist. But it wasn't raining! So Stan set up for a demo and we got to paint for about an hour until the fog got too dense. I was happy to have good clothes for the weather!
|A simple church by the sea|
Our determination to paint paid off in the afternoon. After a drive over a densely foggy mountain pass we arrived at the most perfect plein air painting spot in the world. Yes it does keep getting better! The sun made an appearance and after a stop for our picnic lunch we set up to paint. This spot had it all and I was torn between painting it or photographing it. I did both.
|Now that's what I call dense fog!|
|Picnic by the sea|
|A few photographs from the afternoon's painting location|
It turned out to be the perfect day. And once again I went to sleep pinching myself. It was hard to believe this was really happening.