Whether I arrived in Oslo at night or in the morning it makes no difference — night and day were the same here. In Oslo, I did not need to visit the Munch Museum — insomniacs on the street walking around in a daze faithfully re-enacted Munch's documentary. I began to understand the high rate of suicides in Norway due partially to extreme seasonal changes and partially to the angst of civilization. Munch was not simply composing scenes from his dreams. Viking blood may lie dormant, but the corpses are restless. Zombies in the night exchanging glances, wondering in the night what were the chances they would fall asleep before the night was through...


Mingling among the zombies, I soon stumbled upon the Vigeland Sculpture Garden — Vigelandsanlegget — Norway's complement to India's Khajuraho Temples. This 20 year sculpture project by Gustav Vigeland expresses the Nørge aesthetic unequivocally: big, round, nude — nothing quite like the freedom from outer layers in the land of the midnight sun. Vigeland also designed the Nobel Peace Prize medallion: small, round, nude. Vikings giving out peace prizes? Hmmm...

Vigeland Sculpture Garden

Back on the train, we passed through Swedish towns of varying sizes such as Trollhättan, the site, where precisely 33 years later, the Kleine Leapers Art Project originated, named after Yves Klein's famous 1960 Leap into the Void — there is obviously more than one way to liberate us from the plagues of civilization. Created by Angus Braithwaite & Fred Lindberg, their first Kleine Leap was performed on the 18th of July, 2008 over Götakanal — perhaps to commemorate my traveling through these parts 33 years prior? If so, the project should not have been named the Kleine Leaper, but the Inclined Sleeper; for I slept through most of Sweden till we reached the Helsingborg Ferry, and then onto Copenhagen where I once again paid homage to the little mermaid. No, not that mermaid — this mermaid. Kisses ... ♥♥♥

Oslo slides