It's been twelve days since I bolted from my partner's apartment and fled through downtown Reykjavik, frantically searching for somewhere to duck into where I could order a drink, plug in my laptop and figure out what in hell my next move would be. I'd just discovered abhorrent details of what my partner had been… Continue reading The Horrors Of The End
Oh, hi there. I last posted a stupidly long time ago. Between the times of yore and now, a fair bit has gone on. Five of the most significant things include: moving into a cottage in the North York Moors National Park, revolutionizing my relationship with food*, deleting Instagram, creating balanced days* and not giving up… Continue reading A Wyrd Of Her Own
So horrible was the dream I found myself in last night that when I woke up I thought to myself, 'Well, that's my day ruined. Might as well just stay here.' But I knew I'd end up stewing in my despair, and then that despair would end up bleeding into tomorrow and I'd spend tomorrow… Continue reading My Vision Wall
My first encounter with the Icelandic, child eating troll Gryla was in 2010 when I wrote a poem about her. The second encounter was a year later, on a street in Akureyri, a city in northern Iceland. She was there with her husband Leppaludi. While most people think she's quite the hideous monster, I found… Continue reading Art Of Gryla
Also known as Ovors, Weronika Izdebska is a Polish photographer who creates intriguing art that has me asking all kinds of questions.
Relishing the otherworldly work of Australian born Iceland based artist Amy Haslehurst.
2015 was quite a light year when it came to actually buying anything that's really worth talking about. Many months went by when I didn't see much more than the four walls of my bedroom, and treating myself or getting something that I needed rarely even registered in my mind. Hell, I could hardly find… Continue reading My Best Wyrd Buys & Gifts Of 2015
And from the shores of Iceland comes NYIÞ, a project you won't be able to compare to anything else. Guaranteed.
Films like Metalhead come along once in a blue moon...if that. This portrayal of an emotionally wounded young woman, who finds solace from her grief in heavy metal, is one of the strongest, most poignant films I've ever encountered. I feel exceptionally proud to feature this interview with the director of Metalhead, Ragnar Bragason. When… Continue reading Interview : Ragnar Bragason, Director Of Metalhead (Málmhaus)
Does your heart have a space reserved for the folklore of Scandinavia? Do you write poetry or prose? Could you create a piece of writing about the creatures that dwell in the mountains, forests and fjords? If you think you could weave a few thousand words into a literary feast, then have a read of… Continue reading Attention Wyrd Writers…The North Calls
Celebrating the strange and the shadowy, the damned and unseen 