May 24, 2010
The Church of Hallgrímur
Located in Reykjavik, Iceland.
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- Joel Bernstein: The first of many things, no doubt.
- Deron Bauman: I’ll pick him up at eight. He may not like the way I smell.
- Michael Smith: Joel’s Dream Date: Phantom Menace; Cat urine cologne; Deron.
- Joel Bernstein: For the record, if you pay to see this, you are no longer my friend.
- Deron Bauman: Meow.
- Joel Bernstein: This must be why I fuck so many cats.
- Michael Smith: Seems to me the experiment almost does itself.
- Casey Cichowicz: No. It is not possible. I can assure you.
- Joel Bernstein: Luca Brasi sleeps with the fishes?
- LaurenH: I’m with those who say get that girl out of that household. The father has now very effectively...
- Rick Neece: Holee sh..!
- Rick Neece: Asian calligraphy, ‘cept instead of a brush, hot glass. The image of her controlling the glass and...
- Rick Neece: For the gull-wing, I’m sure it would knock me in the chin every time I opened it.
- Marco: Oh god yes.
- Rick Neece: Chuck, testes, testes, One-Two-Three. I can hear you breathing. (TAP,TAP,TAP) “Is this thing...
This is so funny and so creepy that I can’t pinpoint my reaction to it–it just makes me nervous.
I’d rather worship at the First Church of Rice Belt Wholesale, Inc.
Cindy, you may as well start the week proper. Follow Josh’s link and take a gander at some of them other churches throughout the day.
If I stare much longer at the Church of Hallgrímur, I’m afraid I may vomitre.
Creepy and gothic seem to be required by the building codes in the Nordic realm.
When my friend Melanie and I were in grade school, we developed a fear of the Cathedral of Cologne/Köln. We would fuel our phobia by staring at encyclopedia pictures of it.
Pastor Hallgrímur of the Evangelical Lutheran Church of Iceland.
I knew it. I knew it from the first icy blue of the sky. It’s like I have an internal Icelandometer now.
My tattoo starts to get warm, the radio nearby gets crackly and I hear Bjork’s voice whenever anything I see is Icelandic.
I grew up just down the street from Hallgrímskirkja, on Skólavörðustígur. It never really struck me as all that ridiculous, but then it usually doesn’t look quite that dramatic on a day-to-day basis.
Kári: Isolating things (photographically) from their context can often produce a weird effect — or so it seems to me.
When I first saw the photograph this morning, I thought it was a graphic from a game!
I think the building has a great presence to it–but as far as religion goes, it suggests to me the worst aspects of awe. Two aspects of the design seem most responsible for this: the ascending vertical columns seem like a stockade, and the flat-faced center section calls to mind the tower of London.
People prefer pointy houses of worship. There’s plenty of hard evidence in my mind to support that. Even your various dome shapes tend to feature architectural abstractions that can skewer.
Folks like to be poked.