So it’s not entirely surprising that I don’t have that many photographs to show from that year. Most of them are from a trip we took to Laugarvatn lake in the summer.



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So it’s not entirely surprising that I don’t have that many photographs to show from that year. Most of them are from a trip we took to Laugarvatn lake in the summer.



The view from my balcony of the industrial greenhouse next door. Nice folks
Another turn in 2021: my dad had a very serious health scare. He’s better now. As a result he ended up moving in with me and we’re now in one of those Frasier-type situations. We make it work

We’re up to 2021 in my photographic history. I had just found an apartment in a small but nice town called Hveragerði, and things were supposed to be getting better.
As we all know, that was wrong. 2021 was, for most, just as bad as 2020. But at least there were ravens



“Read terrible books, too - Austin Kleon”
Terrible media is can be fearless and inventive despite being incompetently put together. That can be an inspiring combination.
Where my mind is at regarding web dev. github.com/baldurbja…
Going to see how well this works on a project over the next few days.
“Why are we not still using tables-for-layout? – Rachel Andrew”
“Remembering Molly, one of the greats - The History of the Web”
“The room-temperature superconductor that wasn’t | Ars Technica”
Oh, well.
The last two photos I found from 2020 that I liked were these two photos of ravens flying over the Grafarvogur neighbourhood in Reykjavík. They’re a bit blurry because keeping up with ravens flying at full speed is a bit tricky, but I like them nonetheless.


One of the projects I did in 2020 was to document my mother’s radio documentary on the discovery of the gravesite of the poet Páll Ólafsson, which had been lost since 1918.
This was my favourite of the bunch

We’re up to 2020 in the history of my amateur photography and I’ll be honest: it was rough. Every year since has been better but it’s been bloody rough and I’ve had less time for photography since
But Icelandic horses and greylag geese do make things a bit better


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“CVE-2020-19909 is everything that is wrong with CVEs | daniel.haxx.se”
Newsletter update
“Fear Of Missing Out is lethal when somebody invents a footgun”
Includes an appeal to those voluntarily using these models. Harm and risk mitigation advice is for those who have no choice. Otherwise the most effective risk management is to opt out
My last attempt at serious photography in Montréal was in the middle of the lockdown. I went around and took pictures of all of the closed storefronts and restaurants, trying somehow to capture the enormity of the situation in some way
It doesn’t really work but I had to try.



After a year where my mother had had a serious health scare (now fine), racists locked up the immigration process in Quebec, and a looming international move, my photography practice began to look less important
Then, in early 2020, COVID made everything more complicated

I visited Iceland that Christmas. Not just to celebrate the holiday but also to prepare my move back home. Everything had come together to show me that I should return. The world was turning even before the plague hit.


We’re up to autumn 2019 in the history of my amateur photography and none of us had any idea of what was around the corner.
Autumn in Montréal was as colourful as ever.


“Tucson’s Molly Holzschlag, known as ‘the fairy godmother of the web,’ dead at 60 | Obituary”
Aw, man. Molly died.
Finally, I always enjoy pictures where people look more like abstract shadowy or silhouette-y presences than actual people.



Double-decker buses always feel a bit out of place in Iceland, but apparently they’re used for sightseeing tours in some places.
