The setting of the Listasavn Føroya, the Faroe Islands’ little national art gallery, can at times feel less like a museum than the parkside home of a person who really enjoys art.
Michigander Matthew Landrum, who translates Faroese poetry into English (check out his translation of Katrin Ottarsdottir’s Are There Copper Pipes in Heaven), was in Tórshavn the week Kiki and I were there, and he showed us around the gallery.
It was remarkable to see how much of the art, such as the works of iconic Faroese painter Sámal Joensen-Mikines, evoked the beauty and isolation (and treacherous fishing economy) of the archipelago itself.
Faroese art isn’t exclusive to museums in Tórshavn; the city’s shopping mall, pictured below, features this glass sculpture by Tróndur Patursson (whose glass sculpture also features in an undersea roundabout in that tunnel that connects the islands of Streymoy and Eysturoy).
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