Golly - what a week for celebrated deaths. After Albert Hofmann and Humphrey Lyttleton going, I couldn't leave the passing of Julie Ege without comment. A fixture in saucy British movies of the 1970s, along with Ingrid Pitt one of the foremost Scandinavian Hammer Horror scream queens, it seems almost improper that she should be gone already. Click here to see the Norwegian obituary [Julie Ege døde tirsdag. Hun ble 64 år gammel. = Julie Ege died on Tuesday. She was 64 years old]
The obit makes much of her small town origins. Born in Sandnes, she's much loved there, as their primary (if not only) celebrity. Of course, Sandnes sounds like an English place-name (we'd spell it with two esses of course) and that's a sign of our shared Viking past.
On a brighter note, there is some nicely nutty news from Norway too. Today's papers over there are dominated by an art installation underway across the north.
Campingkvinner på vei (The caravan-women are on the way!)
Kunstner Marit Benthe Norheim har laget fem campingvogner der ulike kvinnefigurer vokser ut av taket. Klokken 09.30 lørdag startet ferden nordover for de fire meter høye rullende installasjonene.
= Artist Marit Benthe Norheim has made five different female figures out of wax and put them on caravans. At 09.30 on Saturday, four meter high rolling installations start their trip northwards [from Hjørring to Stavanger]...
For a detailed picture of the caravan in the studio, click this link here. What's it about? Not really sure. There's little in the way of explanation, save for the information that the five sculptures have separate names («Beskytteren», «Flyktningen», «Bruden», «Camping-Mama» and «Sirene») but what it means is up to the viewers, I would say.
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