Monday, September 6, 2010
The lighthouse itself is seated firmly on massive glacier-shaped mounds of granite that slope roundly into the sea. When we first arrived we drove to the end of the road and found there a grey building near the lighthouse surrounded by parking lots filled with cars, and a waiting tour bus resplendent with stars and stripes.
The road is narrow with few pull-off spots, so to approach the barrens, which caught my interest more than the lighthouse or the sea, we parked at the Swiss-Air Disaster Memorial, and walked in on fenced paths to the large flat rock where the memorial stands, a round boulder cut in half and carved with an inscription, standing beside a similar shape, with three slots in its curved upper edge, through which I photograph the sea. People have left coins and small tokens in memory of those who lost their lives in the plane crash, and the brave fishing people who risked their lives to rescue them on the 2nd of September, 1998, twelve years ago tomorrow
Looking up slope from the memorial and the sea, I find my painting subject - rocks and trees in a dance with the sky.
Posted by Aleta Karstad at 2:25 PM