Dreamland is traveling the world film festivals, just finished in Ireland, Transylvania, Warsawa, Tel Aviv, Toronto and Moscow. Also it has been screened by Cinema Politica in Canada and Sweden. You can follow Dreamland here on Facebook: http://www.facebook.com/Draumalandid

At the screenings of Dreamland at the Toronto HotDocs Film Festival director Andri Snær Magnason gave out some bottles of pure volcanic ash from Eyjafjallajökull. The winners were those with the best questions at the Q&A. The bottles were signed by Jónsi that just performed in Toronto, Alex – Jónsi’s boyfriend and Andri. The idea comes from Dee Shanger – he is a member of the charity group, “Promoters Without Borders”. You can buy ash here at www.nammi.is and support the locals under the ash cloud. At the same site you can also buy Dreamland, the book in Icelandic and English, the film with English subtitles and voiceover and the soundtrack by Valgeir Sigurðsson.

When I went to see the volcano in march I was astonished how small and human the scale of it was. You could come very close. The volcano was warm like a camp fire, the sound like a heartbeat, the lava like breaking glass. It was extremely romantic in the night under northern lights. If you look at my video – you will see that it spewed almost no ash, just a small white puffy cloud. It was a nice volcano – or a sleeping dragon – or it was just the birth of something larger.

The sound reminded me of the sound coming from a mothers belly through a doppler device. So maybe I was right – the march eruption was not the real event. The water broke, flowing now over the bridges in the south of Iceland , the baby is born – a picture of the craters seen above. The newborn monster that has closed down all the airports in Europe. But again – the great Katla, is expected to wake up very soon, ten times bigger than this one, that was 20 times bigger than the cute one in March. So if we continue surfing metaphors – the first was just a glimpse of the heartbeat, the second is just the face – and Katla is the real monster we are waiting for. So stay tuned. Everybody that made headlines like this – will understand that nature can not be taken for granted. Instead of a tourist boost, world tourism is bust at the moment. All the airports in Europe are closed.

Some farms in the south of Iceland are threatened. The ash has been blown towards Europe so it has not hit Reykjavik yet. But the day was pitch dark in southeast Iceland yesterday. Life goes on as normal, kids to school, people go to work. Except one thing:

The leading actress in my play in the City Theater is stuck in Germany. So two shows tonight are cancelled! In Germany my book LoveStar is marketed under the headline, imagine if the world was ruled by Iceland. We experience now this strange feeling of power. No flights in Europe today. Stay inside if something from Iceland comes drifting from the sky. Terror alert! Even though the power of Iceland is negative at the moment, you see on facebook statuses the pride of being noticed, we exist. I am told that this is the same feeling North Korea is addicted to. A small nation getting this sense of pride every time Bush or Obama mentions them, that special pride you get each time the world leaders have a meeting, just because of you! This time, the world leaders are not meeting. Because of us. We are noticed. Therefore I am.

This is the first time I see a volcanic eruption. Like seeing a prehistoric creature. One curious thing is the sound. What does a volcano sound like? They are probably very different, but this is a very nice volcano. You can hear the sound a few kilometers away, like a pulse, like a heavy breath, a breathing dragon. Even in my low quality camera, the sound comes through quite close to reality. And strangely it is not overwhelming up close, a running diesel engine will ruin the acoustics. It’s very ambient, on a very human scale, but also hypnotic with the gushing red lava that the eyes see, but somehow the brain does not comprehend. Boiling rocks – they are there, the stuff stars are made of  - but you do not really understand. The volcano does not roar like thunder, it’s nothing like the power of standing by a roaring waterfall and it does not explode like fireworks or a bomb. When lava meets ice we see steamy explosions, but compared to new years eve in Reykjavik, the eruption is a relatively silent event. The volcano throws heavy molten rocks a hundred meters up into the air, but there is no bang when they land, just thumps and the pulsing strokes of bubbling molten earth. The ash sometimes falls on your head. Once in a while you will hear a heavier thump followed by a high spray of lava. The volcano has a bass like whipping woofer sound. You can hear it in in the middle of the video. The closest sound I could think of is the beat you hear from a pregnant woman’s belly. (Trust me on this I have four children). The whipping whooshing sounds as heard through the doppler device. So mother earth metaphors are not so far fetched. But the volcano is slower – not 150 beats per minute, probably closer to 50. I went up there with my friend Christopher Lund, more pictures can be seen here: www.chris.is and on the National Geographic website.

Compare for yourself here. A randomly picked doppler fetal sound on youtube.

Draumalandið – (Dreamland) the music by Valgeir Sigurðsson has been published by the Bedroom Community.

Here above you can see music samples cut to parts of the film. Valgeir Sigurðsson has made his name as an exponent of musical subtlety. As an engineer and producer, he’s often focused on the intimate, the miniature. On his solo debut Ekvílibríum, his songwriting and composition tended towards the muted or the oblique. His best-known work is punctuated with question marks and ellipses, and not so many exclamation points.

But this is only one side of his musical capabilites. Draumalandið (“Dreamland”), a documentary about the exploitation of Iceland’s natural resources, tells a story about huge things—the fortunes of a whole nation; the destruction of vast landscapes; and the global economic forces, greater still than any nation, that fuel it all—and for his soundtrack to the film, Valgeir has brought out a heavier set of tools. His entire roster of Bedroom Community labelmates contributes in some way to the creation of the score: classical composers Nico Muhly and Daníel Bjarnason, industrial wizard Ben Frost, and American folksinger Sam Amidon, along with a host of others, and the small orchestra assembled for the record swells from moments of expansive beauty into massive, surging symphonic force. Its harmonies are anxious, pulsing, driven.  

February 28. 2010. Andri Snær Magnason’s Acceptance speech – at the Kairos Award Ceremony of the Alfred Toepfer Stiftung F.V.S in Hamburg. 

Dear Ladies and Gentlemen, my Dear Friends, Colleagues and my Dear Family og hæ – krakkar!

I would like to thank Mr. Christoph Stolzl and Mr. Halldór Guðmundsson for their kind words and all of you for this great honour.

I you ask an Icelandic child about Hamburg the first thing that will come to it’s mind is the word game that is often played when travelling in a car: “What are you doing with the money the lady from Hamburg gave to you?”. You must answer but you may not say “yes”, “no”, “black” or “white”. So you say: I bought a car. Was it red? Indeed – it was read? Not blue ?- No… Then you are out.  So it was funny when I told my children we would actually meet the lady from Hamburg. But we had to use the money on something very special – something between yes and no, black and white. Maybe that is the real space where art lives.

But why did I take this path in life? If you ask my psychologist he would say that it is because I have two mothers – they are identical twins – that creates a very good ground for a strange mind and some complexes – a douple öedipus to deal with for example. Despite sharing the same genes and upbringing – they have opposite veiws on everything. That I might have from my mothers, the ability to see things from two correct perspectives and never quite agree with myself. 

If you would ask my brother he would blame it on Lego – I hoped I would never grow up from Lego. But later I found out that Lego is quite like language – you have prefabricated parts but can build a whole world from them. But the cool thing is that language is bigger, more bricks – and endless colors. Even an old language spoken by very few people – like Icelandic, can be used to create almost anything. And then it can be translated to German or Chinese.

If you ask my sister she would say that I would have become a doctor like my father, and my grandfather – and my great grandfather – if she hadn’t become a brain surgeon first. She is a much better student than me and more disciplined. But by becoming a brain surgeon she reduced the pressure on us brothers and gave us freedom. At least our parents could be proud of one child. Still I managed to take the first year in medicine – only leading to strange stories later published in my short story collection. One had something to do with anatomy – of a mermaid – if the sailor that caught the mermaid of his dreams would become disappointed when he understood that making love was just a question of fertalizing the caviar in the kitchen sink.

 If you ask my grandmother she would say something similar to what she said after my big launch lecture from the book Dreamland:

“I always thought you were retarded. But now I am not sure anymore.”

That was a compliment and she laughed. It might be people like her that give you most of the tools needed to write a book – that is if you want to use irony, sarcasm and black humour. And it helps to have been taught not to take things too seriously and specially not yourself.

 My father would say it all comes from our family in north Iceland.  My grandfather probably read too much of Tao when he was in his 50s – he lost all political, activist and carreer ambition. His only ambition was to live a simple, good and quiet life – he started renovating his deserted childhood farm, taking 4 months every summer to go up north to catch trout, birds and seal, collect eiderdown and just live. He left us nothing but a huge extended family that has not just met in funerals, but actually spent time together in the old house, flying in from all the corners of the world. From him we know most species of birds in Iceland – you can sit on one rock and hear 17 types of birds trying to distract you at the same time. That teaches you some respect and understanding of how nature works. And if an arctic tern attacks you – after flying from South-Africa to Iceland to lay its eggs – you deserve being attacked.

 My grandfather was raised in a real crisis – The Great Depression. He was rich as a child because he was not hungry. The depression taught them to value earths resourses, they ate everything – and tried to find use for everything -  when he died 2006 he was buried in red socks he had stiched himself, we thought it was symbolic. But I was thinking – If my children become as old as my grandfather – they would still be alive in the year 2093 – imagine that 2093. And my grandchildren might still be alive in 2130.

 Some people think science fiction is just a subculture for the nerds, but just having children and imagining their fate is really science fiction. Just thinking about the world after 30 years – is science fiction. 2093 is the expiring date of what we produce today. And sometimes, or most of the time – we treat the planet and it’s resources we live on like the year 2093 had nothing to do with us – and we do not connect the word sustainability to thoughts like. “It might be a good idea to have some oil to harvest corn in the future”. And while we have no alternative solution it is morally wrong to waste the oil. So maybe a lack of fantasy creates a lack of realism in our lives, we underestimate our creative strength and do not have the ability to imagine the consequences of what we are doing today, despite all the knowledge and data.

1919 – 2130 – that is my time – the span of people I have actually met, loved and know or will know, love and meet. But we do not think in that length – we think in quarterly profit. My daughters span might be 1926 – 2170.

My grandmother on my mothers side went on a 3 week honeymoon on Vatnajökull Glacier with my step grandfather. Parts of the Icelandic highlands were still an unknown and unnamed territory as late as 1956. One of the landmarks on the glacier is today called – the Brides Belly. On that area, a high glacier plateu, they had to wait for three days for a snow storm to calm down. When I asked if they were not cold – they were almost offended and said – cold? We were just married! They were pioneers in the rugged and roadless highlands of Iceland – finding and naming places – that my generation is now fighting to preserve or develop. But it is not only in the hands of Icelanders. It has been calculated that The Brides Belly will have melted in the lifetime of my own grandchildren.

My other grandfather left my mothers in Iceland and became a chief Surgeon in the New York Hospital. He became quite succesful – operated the Shaw of Iran and Oppenheimer. His sister was a babysitter for Tolkien in 1930 – and I once asked her if she had any influence on his work – because Tolkien was writing the Hobbit at the time. She said – well I taught his son an old Icelandic childrens rhyme:

 ”Í grænni lautu þar geymi ég hringinn sem mér var gefinn en hvar er hann nú?”

 In translation:

 ”In the green medows

/ I am keeping the ring

/ that was given to me

/ but where is it now? ”

 Looking at that you can wonder about the multiplier affect of words.

 If you ask me why some of my books have actually been well received by readers it is because I have a very evil wife. She does not look evil but then she gets a manuscript she takes her evil pen and tears it to pieces. Scripts that come clean from the publisher – with comments like – “very good”, “interesting”, “excellent” get comments from her like “oh my god!” – “Did you show this to anybody?” “Who can read this page?” “Do you understand this paragraph?” “Where is the logic?” So I spend half a year to meet her demands. There is nothing worse than a proofreader that does not want to hurt your feelings. Such a person is not your freind. My freind once got horrible reviews, he called his reader that said he actually agreed – he just didn’t want to hurt his feelings. He rather wanted him to be humiliated in the national press.

Kairos - I must admit – I did not know this god very well – my mothers never taught me to pray to him – but looking at some events in my life it seems like he has been pulling some strings – and yes I do admit – I sometimes looked at the skies and wondered who was playing with the events. Sometimes I even thought it was coincidence.

 For example – when I wrote my book Dreamland I was writing about ideas, ideas as one of the main forces of an economy – and how a lack of ideas lead to a lack of creativity – and over dependence on simple solutions of uncreative politicians. The american military base issue was very large in our politics. The cold war was over and they wanted to close down the base. That would mean a loss of 1000 jobs. And people said – this is devastating – they must not close down the base. And I wondered. Isn’t that absurd. The cold war is over – and people say that it’s devastating. So I wondered if world peace would spread around the planet like a virus – we would see headlines all over – “World peace threatens local economy.” “World peace – the tragedy of my life.”

 I wondered how language tells people that they are a product of a military base but not the force that keeps the base working – and could therefore keep anything working. How the language and medias approach to problems disempowers people instead of showing a way out of a problem or hinting an alternative solution. I decided to take a different approach to the issue – and wrote a whole scenario about the creative possibilities that would open up if the soldiers would leave the base. What other things could be done with all the facilities. It was fantasy, I was playing with ideas – but at the same time very flammable issues.

 Two days before the book came out – the americans announced they were closing the base. Some people actually thought I had inside information from the Pentagon. I had written 60 pages – about what to do when the base would close – all the positive and creative opportunities – that was kairos. Proactivism it can be called.

 So I was quite aware that there was some god of timing up there that was pulling some strings on my life.

 A chinese curse says – may you live in interesting times. In Iceland there are for sure very interesting times at the moment – maybe a bit too interesting – because who needs fiction when constant shoking news covers the media. Total collapse if we do this – total collapse if we don’t do it. Who needs drama when you have headlines like that.

Times like this are good and bad for art. Art often needs a firm ground to stand on – a reality that will not change for the two years it takes to make a project, like a film, or a novel. In iceland everything changes by the week. We are floating in thin air. Art can be well recieved because it has the right opinion, expresses the right anger – but in the long run – maybe it was not good art.

An artist always has to balance between the urgent issues- and the long term labour of art – and be careful that each element nourishes the other.

In Iceland our authorities decided to create an economic bubble with an industrial bubble. They decided to double the energy production in Iceland from 2002 – 2008 – and after that – by redoubling the production. They offered many of the most fragile, beautiful og biologivally diverse areas in Iceland as a source of cheap energy to many of the most destructive companies in the world. We knew that the economic benefit would only last during the construction gold rush – then we would have a crash. To double the energy production of a developed nation is unheared of, the scale is enormous. But it was not concidered madness – it was concidered inevitable progress – people were silenced for being critical – to be critical – to go against the propaganda was concidered extemist – even as economic terrorism.

This had a tremendous great affect on artists in Iceland. Many believed that these areas were more important than anything they could create from their own mind. Friends of mine stopped infact making art and started walking. They took hundreds of people for long walks into the rugged highlands with tents to show them the endangered places. It was after one of those walks that I decided that a proper novel could wait – so I made Dreamland – the book and the film.

In Iceland the crisis is not new – it has been underlying for years – even though international rating companies looked at our economic growth and called Iceland an economic miracle. When you are in a bubble – an economic or ideological bubble – it covers all the spectums of your daily life and thinking – it becomes almost impossible to think beyond the bubble. A bubble has its own force of gravity – it marks the orbit that your thoughts and language can rotate. You can only go a certain distance from the bubble – as go your thoughts, language and choice of words.

When the bubble bursts, the language changes – positive words become their own opposites and vice versa – words like bank, wealth, profit have a completely different meaning. And that is one of the interesting things in Iceland today – when there is no gravity anymore for our thought to circulate – then everything becomes possible – and then again – the question arises – what do you do as an artist? Should you keep writing the story you started long before – in an other era – or should you join the debate, or find other forms for your expression.

In Iceland today the most urgent issues is to keep people active after jobs or industries go bust. We need to recreate the economy. Politicians will not save us. The solutions must come from the grassroots, the energy of the people.

 A few days after the economy collapsed I met a freind of mine – an architect. She was laying off 10 of her employees – very talented young architects. She had been talking to a carpenter freind of hers, that was talking about all the equipment and skills that were going to waist. We have well educated people that have lost their jobs, we have skilled workers that are not building a house in the next years. We have unused machines and a government up to their ears in problems. So one of the interesting things in the crisis is how people that have never met, start working together. I got involved in a group that has taken over a huge power station in Reykjavík that has been empty for 20 years. In that building we are gathering people together. Architects, designers, skilled workers, old men with their mechanical knowhow and young people looking for a direction and ideas of what to do in the future. In this house we want to make a prototype center for new ideas and sustainable products.

 Kairos is the god of the right moment.

 I had just been wondering last september after spending too much time on this powerstation concept – what a crazy carrier I was creating – I had become the publishers nightmare. Making a book of poetry, when asked for an other I wrote short stories, asked for a novel I made a CD with old Icelandic folk music – then a childrens book, that did quite well and has been published in 20 countries. But instead of a follow up – I made LoveStar a book not suitable for children – cyber punk sci fi – for adults – about an enormous Icelandic company that causes the end of the world. Yes you can call that prophetic. When asked for a proper novel – I made political non fiction, a play and then a documentary film.

 In the publishing world – the fiction publisher does not know any childrens book publishers and they no nothing about non fiction or poetry and they have no interest in film festival success. If not writing I was busy doing public lectures, mobalising people, nature concert organization and activism, had become some kind of an energy and aluminum expert. My friend kindly said – you will never get anywhere if you scatter your carrier on plays, poetry, films, activism babies and powerstations. But I asked him – why does nobody understand diversity – why do you have to make a lifelong commitment to one art form? Why should I always have to be a poet? Why do I need to aquire the identity of a film maker, or novelist, or playwrite – shall you dedicate to one form? Should an artist not seize what form he thinks that fits the moment? And if no form fits the moment – sometimes it’s better or an artist just to walk or participate in making a powerstation.

Then Kaiors called.

I want to thank Elín Hansdóttir – and Darri Lorenzen. I have been told that they pitched my name to the Toepfer institute. Emiliana, Pétur, Hilmar, Páll and Steindór for the music and joining us. Mamma pabbi, Hulda, Jón Pétur – Magga – og krakkar! And my posses! I would like to thank my publisher for his patience, my collaborators during the years, codirectors, co writers, codesigners and coworkers. Birta, Uta and Ansgar! Thank you!

Andri Snær Magnason, Hamburg, 28th of February 2010.

The Award ceremony  for Andri Magnason recieving the Kairos Award took place in Deutches Shauspielhaus in Hamburg the 28th of February. Here you can read speeches by Christoph Stölzl, Halldor Gudmundsson, Andri Magnason and see pictures from the ceremony on the website of the Alfred Toepfer Stiftung F.V.S. Here is more information about the Award and the people awarded by the Alfred Toepfer Stiftung:

The KAIROS Prize which was first awarded in 2007 represents an innovation within a rather distinguished post-war history of price giving through the foundation. Previous winners of prices initiated by the Alfred Toepfer Stiftung F.V.S. have been, among others, Harold Pinter, Pina Bausch, Samuel Mendes, Imre Kertesz, David Hockney, Cees Nooteboom or, more recently, Olafur Eliasson. 

The KAIROS Prize is honouring European artists and academics from the fields of the fine and the performing arts, music, architecture, film, photography, literature and journalism. The award is designed to be given above all to individuals for artistic achievements, but also to producers, festival directors, publishers or gallery owners whose activities take place outside of the public limelight – in short, to creative personalities who give important impulses to art and culture in Europe.

The KAIROS Prize is endowed with the amount of 75.000 € and aims to honour outstanding individuals working with entrepreneurial spirit, persistence and creativity in the field of European culture and intercultural understanding. The prize is named after the Greek god KAIROS –  the god for “the right moment” –  as it seeks to encourage and promote younger artists, curators, managers in the field of culture or science at “the right time in their career”. It is neither an award for life time achievement nor a singular project, but rather seeks to identify early achievement, special work in progress as well as potential for future sucess.

The KAIROS Prize is awarded annually in Hamburg by the Alfred Toepfer Stiftung F.V.S. An independent committtee decides on the awarding.

 Committee of the KAIROS Prize

Christoph Stölzl, (chairman) historian, politician and senator retd

Christine Eichel, author and journalist

Nike Wagner, art director of the Weimar Arts Festival “pèlerinages”

Armin Conrad, editor-in-chief at 3sat kulturzeit

Rainer M. Schaper, director of the culture department of Swiss television and member of the executive board 

The Alfred Toepfer Stiftung F.V.S has announced that Andri Snær Magnason will be the winner of the Kairos Award of 2010. The Award Ceremony will take place at Deutches Schauspielhaus in Hamburg, february 28th 2010. 

KAIROS — A European Cultural Prize awarded by the Alfred Toepfer Stiftung F.V.S.

Since its establishment the foundation has awarded various cultural prizes of different endowment throughout Europe. Reflecting the changing social, political and cultural conditions of contemporary Europe, most of the previous awards were discontinued in favour of one newly conceived and at the same time higher endowed prize. The KAIROS Prize which was first awarded in 2007 represents an innovation within a rather distinguished post-war history of price giving through the foundation. Previous winners of prices initiated by the Alfred Toepfer Stiftung F.V.S. have been, among others, Harold Pinter, Pina Bausch, Samuel Mendes, Imre Kertesz, David Hockney, Cees Nooteboom or, more recently, Olafur Eliasson.

READING IN HELSINKI THURSDAY

On thursday Andri is having a reading in Helsinki in Nifin. 

DOCPOINT HELSINKI

Dreamland is the opening film of DocPoint Helsinki and is proud to be the opening film of the first DocPoint festival in Tallinn.On Friday Andri Snær Magnason, one of the directors will attend a screening of Dreamland in Helsinki and answer questions from the audience.

GÖTEBORG FILM FESTIVAL

Dreamland has been invited to the Göteborg film festival. Here is some information about the screenings, saturday the 30th of january – (sold out), sunday and monday.

PANEL DISCUSSION GÖTEBORG

On sunday, january 31 at 17:00 there will be a panel discussion based on Dreamland and the film festivals concept, Sharing. Among participants in the panel is mr. K-G Hammar – former Arch Bishop. Here is some information:

Sunday. 31. January. 17.00 Atalante. Sharing: The Resources of nature

The environment is what we all share. The question is how we share it. In his documentary Dreamland, Andri Snær Magnason focuses on the crossroads at which the Icelandic nation stands: should they put their money in the aluminum industry or concentrate on preserving the Icelandic nature? What is the value of a mountain? Snær Magnason´s film serves as a starting point for a panel discussion about the good and bad consequences of globalization, and about the role film and art at large can play in relation to environmental issues. 

Moderator: Anders Johansson, PhD in Literature Panel: Andri Snær Magnason, director, K-G Hammar, Visiting Professor in Theology, Caroline Peterson from the magazine Camino, and Tyrone Martinsson, photographer and researcher. The seminar will be held in English. A co-operation between Göteborg International Filmfestival, Glänta, Göteborgs Fria Tidning and Svenska Kyrkan

In Oslo there is a Human wrongs film festival 3rd – 7th of february 2010 where you can see Dreamland. In Copenhagen there will be a screening the 4th of February 2010 in Nordatlantens brygge. Andri Magnason will attend the screening. 

CINEMA POLITICA

Last but not least – if you are in Canada – screenings by Cinema Politica in University Campuses are going on. Toronto tomorrow. More info here.

Cinema Politica.

Dreamland is being screened in various universities in Canada by Cinema Politica. The film has been very well received by the people of Cinema Politica and call Dreamland, “One of the best environmental films ever made.” - Here is a film review from The Concordian.