26 March 2008

Electricity, originally uploaded by Karstein Volle.

Just uploaded a bunch o pics from the last coupla days.

24 March 2008

More impressions while figuring out how five to ten in the eve can be five to five in the morning

I promise myself to read at least 100 pages of the Iggy Pop bio before checking where we are again. I'm still amazed that we are flying over Afghanistan. 10 000 m below me my fellow expats are fighting for peace, prosperity, happiness and cute kittens. I love cute kittens.

I learn some Malay phrases, using the entertainment thingy. The number 4 in malay is "empat", which sounds scifi. Salt is Garam, like the finnish tv-cook. Sami Salt?

I give up trying to sleep, only to doze off watching No Country for Old Men. I get strange dreams mixed in with the movie. Did they all fly in that part really?
Local time in Kuala Lumpur is 0400. They wake everybody to give us orange juice.

2200 (KL 0500)
The stewards all have green blazers and bowties, which makes them look a bit like they play in a dance band. When one of them smilingly asks me about my stay in Malaysia, i realise I know nothing about Malaysia whatsoever. He reels off a huge list of places to which I smile benignily and try to change the subject.

2350 (KL0650)
The doors open and I enter Kuala Lumpur airport. The australian chick behind me remarks that this place feels like entering the tropical birdcage at the zoo.

0830 sunday morning:
I say bye to Tanja, the cats and the rabbits before getting in the cab. The cabbie is a north african with a maxi taxi and no winter tyres. We skid our way to the airport to the sound of swedish jazz on the car radio.

We lift off to Stockholm and I realise I got no anxiety of flying, which is great. We get microwaved paper with cheese.

At Arlanda I take the shuttle bus to terminal 5. I get the bus all to myself. I feel pampered by this. Strange.

After watching my neighbour queues speed past me I check in for the Malaysia flight.
Best part is watching a guy in a golf sweater admonish his family repeatedly that they can't take their soda past the security gates, then ceremoniously drinking the remainder of three soda bottles.

Stealing electricity from Arlanda airport to check email. Nobody send mails on easter morning.

Ushered into a GIGANTIC plane. Malay stewardesses in green sarongs smiles permanently, which must get their cheeks all locked up.
Green sarong woman gives me a hot wet towel.
Green sarong woman gives me orange juice.
Green sarong woman gives me beer.
Green sarong woman takes back the soggy towel.
We lift off.

Seatbelt lights goes off.
Green sarong woman gives me Chicken teriyaki with fried taters.
Somehow the plane has not exploded, crashed or been hijacked yet. I feel silly.

The captain tells us all how pleased he is that we are travelling with him. I wonder how it is that flight captains all have thick accents and if dodgy english correlates with great flying skillz.

I finally figure out the onboard entertainment thingy and realise we already have passed Moscow. The interactive map becomes a bit of an obsession for the next ten hours. It answers all my questions: Where are we now? How fast are we going? What direction is Mekka?

We pass through some hardcore turbulence and I get reaquainted with my fear of death for a while, then just becoming bored and annoyed by the bumpy ride.
Two swedish middle aged guys sit down on the next aisle and get boozed up.

I open the window during an especially rough turn to see if we are pelted with rocks or something. The swedish guy goes all matey and makes some kinda joke (you won't see anything there, sonny). I pretend i don't understand swedish.

22 March 2008

I fremtiden kommer tilbake til Aftenposten

Leverte for noen dager siden fem nye striper av I Fremtiden, som vil starte i Aftenposten daglig, fra og med 1. April.

jeg gleder meg.

Den observante leser har selvfølgelig fått med seg at I fremtiden allerede går hver lørdag i Dagsavisen, sammen med Are Kalvøs spalte. Ikke sant?
Kuala Lumpur

By this time tomorrow, I'll be somewhere on the altitude of 10,000 m headed towards Kuala Lumpur. It's gonna be great.

16 March 2008

Nazca on Facebook

Just put up the Nazca artist page at Facebook.

Nazca joins the mindless minions of faceless corporate devilry or just a fun way to show what we are up to?

You decide here.

For more Nazca online community fun, go to the at the moment dormant website here, or the Youtube channel here or the Myspace profile here.
Jonathan gives us stories to play with

Jonathan Lethem has started something he calls the Promiscous Materials Project.

These stories are for filmmakers or dramatists to adapt. They’re available non-exclusively -- meaning other people may be working from the same material -- and the cost is a dollar apiece.

There’s a simple written agreement to sign, which imposes a couple of restrictions, and that's it -- once you've paid your dollar and signed the agreement, you're free to adapt or mutate the story as you please.

Open source philosophy applied to literature. Muy bueno!

I guess it's unnecessary to mention that he's a genius author too? If in doubt, check out Motherless Brooklyn.

12 March 2008

Boktid site is live!

The site for Boktid (Book Time), the tv programme I've been making comics for, is up.

For a special behind-the-scenes-featurette on the program, go here.

This of course begs the question if I should start blogging in swedish. For the moment, I'll let that question hang ominously in the air...

Anyways, broadcast time will be Fri 14/3 20:25 on FST5,
rerun sun 16/3 16:35 on the same channel.
Gokk is over (if you want it)

Leverte i forigårs siste episode av mitt Deliverance-møter-Plan9-møter-Night-of-the-Living-Dead-epos GOKK til d'herrer og d'damer på Schibsted for trykk i Larson.

Den blir å lese i Larsons Gale Verden 5/08.

04 March 2008

Steve Bell nails it.

Snipped from The Guardian Unlimited.