An American Speaking Norwegian with an American Accent

They say that the best way to master a language is when one is a child.  Then all the vowel sounds and intonations develop naturally.  My kids get a free ticket to Bilingual Land.  They will speak “American” American and “Norwegian” Norwegian.  Unlike their mother who speaks Norwegian with an American accent. I’ve practiced pronouncingContinue reading “An American Speaking Norwegian with an American Accent”

Hip, Hip, Hurray for the Winter Solstice!

Growing up in Idaho, I knew what the winter solstice was, but really didn’t care about it.  December came and went and the shortest day of the year passed by unnoticed.  But when you live in the arctic, the winter solstice is a big deal, at least in my Erica-from-America-living-in-Nordkapp world.  I guess it all comes down to aContinue reading “Hip, Hip, Hurray for the Winter Solstice!”

25 Down, 25 Plus to Go!

I recently started renting a storefront for my upcoming gallery, located on my favorite street in Honningsvåg, Sjøgata (Seaside Drive).  (To see some pictures of it in the daylight, you can check out From the Potato State to the Edge of the Sea.)  Here’s a the view just down the street from my front door beforeContinue reading “25 Down, 25 Plus to Go!”

Before, After and Before….

If you read Giving the Gift of Time, then you saw some pictures of how my gallery looked before we started painting it.  I said it before and I’ll say it again – A Diamond in the Rough! When I counted all the colors in the room, the total was eight!  Yikes!  Now it’s down toContinue reading “Before, After and Before….”

Giving the Gift of Time

I think that one of the best gifts we can receive is when someone unconditionally gives us the gift of their precious time – no strings attached.  In a world filled with “to-do” lists, activity after activity, and more text messages than actual conversations, quality time with one another is something that gets squeezed out.Continue reading “Giving the Gift of Time”

I Believe the Children Are Our Future

Looking out the window of my art studio each day, I watch fishermen anchor their boats at the pier while seagulls glide through the air and perch on the neighboring boat houses.  Gazing to the left of my office, I can see a statue, called “Vind” (Wind) which was erected in September of this year.Continue reading “I Believe the Children Are Our Future”