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Aurora Watchers Chasing the Northern Lights in the Arctic with photographer Seanie Blue and friends.

I’ve been here before. I’ve smelled the smoke of the dead and dying. I know the water is both pure (from the Himalayas) ...
31/01/2024

I’ve been here before. I’ve smelled the smoke of the dead and dying. I know the water is both pure (from the Himalayas) and sh*tty (250,000 times worse than the WHO estimate for what constitutes healthy water). I’ve breathed the muggy air and drifted the grey syrupy waters before. But I’ve never been this particular me before. Whenever I visit my past I find it has always changed, not because the past changes or because I have changed, but because the present is always fraught with mystery. The past is the past, but when I go back and walk the same smells and step the same stones, I walk with the future before me, unknowing. The changes in my life are mostly evident in the hopes I carry for my future.

When I was in Benares last I was 24. My father, the monstrously huge architect of my childhood, was just dead, the fear I’d always felt as the son of an older
man (aged 53 when I was born). I had only just realized that I would rather steal and cheat than live honestly if it meant surrendering my time for somebody else’s profit. My future then was equal parts falling in love and reading better books. But the future then was much bigger than it is now, loaded with more possibilities, stretching out forever. My future now is tiny.

The ghats of Benares, the smells of Buddha’s Manhattan, the great snaking river swollen with life and infected with death, the stoic witnesses, the unicorns, the nourishing blue sky . . . all these offer a hope for the living (and peace to the dying!), but cause me intense discomfort: My present right now is quickly becoming my past, and my original ideas about religion and India and Benares will have changed because of this new trip, not because of the trip itself but because the expectations I had for my future are evaporating. The dreams are there, still, but certain realities are much more a part of my life than 16 years ago: Death is coming, and I hide my cowardice in creativity, as if the spinning of dreams and illusions will cheat the inevitable. And I use the word creativity here in an objective sense: like a spider I’ll keep making webs whether they work or not.

While I’ve been here before, and much remains the same as then, the experience now is different because that sense of mystery before me is more focused and limited than it was then, when a younger me was here. And the limits I feel on myself now make me fight for expansion, in the same way I use creativity to fight oblivion, so even knowing there is less ahead now makes me want to see more and results in plans to go
back to the Galapagos and swim with the sea lion pups, back to Madagascar to investigate vanilla, back to empty awesome Arctic, back to my limitless future.

~~~

22/10/2016

Monday night at midnight! Not the greatest cloud cover, but a lot of action in the sky. Tourists: rent a car form Blue Car Rental and get yourself up to Blonduos and book a night at the Gladheimer cottages (Laurus at 354-820-1300) for a maximum photo opp!

Djupavik and Sireksstadir also looking good, in the Westfjords and in the NE.

20/10/2016

Watching alert: the 20th and the 21st it will be hard to beat the views in the NE, and my place of choice is Sireksstadir, where this picture was taken! The farm at Sireksstadir is fabulous and the lamb stew is amazing. Tell Siggi that Sean sent you!

15/03/2016

A road-closing storm was not enough to stop us, thanks to Blue Car Rental, whose HiLux has been our horse to the edges of the country. With terrible forecasts of cloudy skies, whipping winds, freezing sleet, and basically hurricane concitions, we've managed to stay a step ahead until tonight, when we will drive around Vopnasfjordur in the hopes of catching the Northern Lights in full throttle at a Kp Index of 5. We leave our cabins in 11 minutes.

15/03/2016

We arrived Wednesday morning in time for one of the worst storms of the year in Iceland. Hurricane winds everywhere, warnings everywhere. But we'd done our research, and tonight was the 5th night in six that we've seen the aurora, simply by moving with the weather. Each day we chase the weather patterns and cloud cover and find a two- or three-hour window to shoot the aurora, and tonight, right now, is a jackpot even with the aurora activity low. The sky explodes over Sireksstadir, in the very east of the country, over a small farm near Vopnafjordur. Four hours of shooting in the only part of the country with clear skies! More photos to come.

14/03/2016

This was in the Hverir volcanic zone outside Myvatn two nights ago, in ferocious winds. A storm has buffeted Iceland for the past two days, with hurricane winds and sleet, so chasing the aurora has been physically harder than usual. We've surfed the bad weather from west to east and now go further east to Vopnafjordur where Tuesday night should bring a Kp 4 shooting opportunity. More news on the way.

02/03/2016

Conditions right now. Kat and Lee just north of Reyk: look at the skies now! Kp Index is 3, moderate, so activity should be blooming!

01/03/2016

We're off to the Arctic for another encounter with the Sun and its cosmic dance in clear dark skies. Myth says March is the best time for the northern lights and when you ask people why they say so, the lame reply is usually that it might have something to do with the solstice. We think it has to do with encroaching light. Each day is a bit longer in daylight now, until April 10th, when true black night disappears at 66 degrees north. So from now until then, for the next month or so, we've got a chance to get some timelapse video or stellar shots of the aurora.

Attaching a small video below made from past trips to our destination of Djupavik.

01/03/2016
Small Piece of the Arctic

These sorts of musings are common when you are in the cool clean North. Imperfectly expressed, perhaps, but felt beneath the skin, a bother of imagination that doesn't subside until you scratch it.

31/10/2015
Shooting in Winter in Iceland: Geysir with a tilt-shift lens

It's time for the northern lights. The aurora borealis is in my sights, again, as always. This short movie of mine will show the delights of shooting Iceland in winter, when the tourists are few and the thrills many. I've got one tour lined up for March, and want to arrange two more. I was drifting away from the dark in my past few trips there, edging towards better daylight to shoot in Iceland's unique golden hour, which lasts three to six hours depending on when you go. But my initial encounters with the borealis were in deep deep darkness: December. For somebody like me, perennially low on vitamin D and always battling bouts of depression or anxiety, two weeks in darkness is not always a good idea. But the cosmic ballet of the turquoise aurora always perks me up, even if just to chase it. This little movie is an appetiser for anyone looking for clean escape, because where I go the water and the air and the silence provides a charge to the battery of spirit that pollution and routine wear down. More images coming!

09/10/2015
Aurora forecast for Iceland

Friday midnight in Snaefellsness, Iceland, will be excellent Aurora viewing weather. If you're in Iceland, zip over there!

http://en.vedur.is/weather/forecasts/aurora/

The spectacle of Aurora Borealis requires dark and partly clear skies.Cloud cover forecast is given for the next few days, in maps where WHITE means clear skies. Additionally, a text forecast above the map may clarify where in Iceland clear or partly clear skies are most likely. Move the slider belo…

06/08/2015

This Sunday at the Washington Hilton at Dupont Circle, as part of the first dcV film festival, Seanie Blue will give a multimedia presentation of his "Can the aurora borealis cure heartbreak?" If you've ever thought about going to Iceland to see the northern lights, this free talk is for you. Spirits, Vikings, and a dancing cosmos will enthrall your imagination and spark your wanderlust. FREE event.

24/06/2015

The space storm in 2012 would have left the Earth with no electric power worldwide if it had happened just a few days differently; today they are calling for outages from a solar storm. Minnesota, Denmark, Seattle, Maine, County Down, keep an eye out tonight!

19/03/2015
18/03/2015

I made careful plans to be with Hedinn on the small glacier in the Strandir, accessible only by snowmobile from Djupavik. We aimed for March 15. I started writing a novel about the young woman who wrote Frankenstein, got carried away, and saw that Icelandair was doing its usual last-minute INCREASE in fares, to $1500 roundtrip, and decided I'd stay in Washington and keep butting my head against my creative projects. And look what happens! The Sun burps, the sky fills with turquoise pleasures, and I am reading about it in the news. Hedinn writes and says, See, you should have been here, and attaches a photo of the borealis he takes with his iPhone! I write him back with one word: "torture." This shot of an airplane streaking through the auroral sky was taken last year, when I was working on a short movie about the aurora for Blue Car Rental at Keflavik, and for Hedinn's Hotel Hótel Djúpavík. The ship is an old steamer that is slowly decaying in the harbor of the most pleasant spot on Earth: it was sued to ferry herring oil 70 years ago, and was abandoned 60 years ago. Now it is a ferry of memory, the most valuable cargo of all!

30/05/2014

On a night where the forecast indicates zero visibility of the aurora borealis, I manage to get 920 pictures of the aurora dancing above a variety of scenes in Djupavik. In between locations, I get back into the kitchen for some hot chocolate and look up the forecasts and the NOAA kp-Index chart, which both show that I should not be seeing anything. You cannot completely trust the non-human satellite reports, I am forced to conclude. As with so much in life, you actually have to get out in the mud and wind and test the conditions for yourself; the love affair you imagine beforehand evolves differently when the lovers choose who gets to be near the nightlight so they can stay up reading instead of snuggling! You cannot rest on theory, but must dive in to the affair to find out what is actually shining in your skies.

-- This is from "The Light @ the End of the World," © Seanie Blue, a book and movie about his chase of the aurora in 15 trips to the Arctic in the very north of Iceland.

30/05/2014

Five shots in one day's drive, at the end of the road. I will be going back next winter for another joust with the northern lights, and as has happened to me each time I've gone, I'll arrive with a slightly altered eye. I looked for details, first. Then the fabric or the textures of what I was seeing. Then tried to get yellow and blue in the same frame, equally luminous. Of course there was the shooting in the dark, critical to any photographer's mastery of the tools; I always find this to be the dividing line among shooters, the comfort in utter darkness to make sense of what you cannot see, and until you shoot enormously in faulty light you'll never tame the good light we all recognize and love to bathe ourselves with. And then there was the attempt to hide content from the viewer, to remove the focus from prominent details and emphasize the emotions of being in this place at this time as oneself, flawed flimsy fearful but still fatally curious. That's another dividing line, curiosity, isn't it? So many young people want to be famous, when they should be wishing to become more curious. And then maybe on the 11th trip to the Arctic the purpose of my trip was to look for myself in the decay and bloom of the geology and the mysteries of the land, and everything changed. You shoot the self, not the "what." No matter how perfectly you capture an object in crystalline light, it is boring without your personality written into the picture's DNA. Why shoot, shooter? And then the last two trips, directly in opposition to each other: risk and reward, and what in a series of photographs constitutes either: creativity versus craft, but a disguised battle in which the purpose of the victor is to prove his superiority in the opponent's strengths. Michelangelo became Leonardo da Vinci, and vice versa. Michelangelo came to realize that the noble approach to creativity meant unfinished works, and da Vinci defeated sculpture by getting inside his subjects, literally hacking into rotting corpses to understand the infrastructures of everyday living. Each ruined the other's life! The craft is measured by the imagination brought to it; creativity without structure is utterly worthless and I am a primary example, living proof of wild thinking leading to unpaid bills and thoroughly wasted energy. Even here, with these pictures, I am meant to be supplying my partners in next winter's aurora hunt with useful collateral, pictures and videos that show anybody how to go to Iceland and pursue the Northern Lights, and look what weird rabbit hole I have stepped into.

-- from "The Light @ the End of the World" by Seanie Blue.

With Blue Car Rental

22/05/2014

We are working furiously to get the Aurora Watchers website up to complement this page. We're reaching out to different companies to form an alliance of services and opportunities in Iceland to make it easier (and cheaper!) for photographers to travel to the Arctic in the north and photograph the aurora. Some of the posts previous to this one have been lifted from Seanie Blue's writings about his trips to Scandinavia to shoot the aurora, dating back to 2002. We will keep adding things here, along with news of our alliance members, during the summer months before winter 2014-2015. Thanks for visiting!

22/05/2014
Jason Simpson Photography

Jason Simpson Photography

A look back from this year amazing aurora in Yellowknife on Prelude lake

19/05/2014

“On a night where the forecast indicates zero visibility of the aurora borealis, I manage to get 920 pictures of the aurora dancing above a variety of scenes in Djupavik. In between locations, I get back into the kitchen for some hot chocolate and look up the forecasts and the NOAA kp-Index chart, which both show that I should not be seeing anything. You cannot completely trust the non-human satellite reports, I am forced to conclude. As with so much in life, you actually have to get out in the mud and wind and test the conditions for yourself; the love affair you imagine beforehand evolves differently when the lovers choose who gets to be near the nightlight so they can stay up reading instead of snuggling! You cannot rest on theory, but must dive in to the affair to find out what is actually shining in your skies.”

19/05/2014

First installment of our project with Blue Car Rental in Iceland is about to be unveiled!

Shooting the hot springs of Iceland in a distinctive way can be tricky. One way of doing it is with a tilt-shift lens. The first video of a joint project we are participating in about shooting certain landmarks in Iceland will be posted later this week. It holds a guide to the Golden Circle, Geysir in particular and how to grab that perfect picture.

19/05/2014
Spirits in every study . . .

Always marvelous to travel to Djupavik on another aurora chase and get to feel the aura of spirits in the atmosphere!

http://www.seanieblue.com/poetic-impulses/2013/12/12/spirits-in-every-study-

Iceland: It is just getting light at 10:30 am. Clouds cover the country, but the light will play with the newly fallen snow on the last road North. At the end of the road there is a hot swimming pool and a hot tub whipped by winds swirling off the Arctic and Norwegian Seas, and here we can charge ou…

19/05/2014
Pabbi

Pabbi

Markús Ívarsson. My father has lived on the farm for 64 years, born and brought up there. He and the farm will always be my home, with childhood freedom and love. shot, cut and directed by Halldóra Markúsdóttir song: Dreams, moonlight project

19/05/2014

I have been terrified and thrilled in the last week. I mean, scared, hair sprouting like quills on my neck, and, excited, quivering. Both instances have charged whatever it is we call our inner battery. The wellspring of energy, the font of all your determination to make something, even if it is nothing more substantial than yourself, the burble of electricity that swirls around you when you awake and stand up and exit the cave to breathe and survive, copulate and create. What hunger pulses on your tongue tomorrow morning? Is it cooked by terror or marinated by tickles?

When the battery is topped up, and the aches of gain and the pains of age are for somebody else's menu, you hunt differently. The Sun comes out and illuminates your prey, and the weapons you have taken with you from the cave bristle with your intentions; can they spear an image like this, of a day lost at the end of everything human, at the edge of passion and far beyond profit's toxic limits? In photo-speak, my weapons in this instance are a circular polarizer and a two-stop graduated filter. For people not sotted with cameras, I would say that I keep wandering from the cave until my surroundings are unfamiliar, and the song I sing of my footsteps and dreams comes to a stop as I wait for some indication of where I go next. This picture is that limit, the end of my songline. I have nowhere else to go. I am lost in blue as surely as this rock is lost in the sky. I shoot, and do not notice a cloud has framed the rock perfectly in the reflections. I wait for the next step, for somebody with a song to sing so I can recognize my future, as small as it is, and know which way to move. And if this is it, the end of the road, songless, I am willing to stay.

The night after the terror, alone in the dark, I pull out a map and show where I was to Asi: is there another human being closer to the end of the globe than me? I am the last human being until the North Pole, he says, studying the map, and the diameter of my solitude is 75 kilometers from west to east. It is an awesome triangle of Earth, emptied of pop stars and gossip and maternity wards, and I am out in the night with only the stars to show me the way, alone (how I seem to be wishing to be more and more). And as you read this, I know there is a reflex in your brain, a flush to the amygdala, that you have to wander away from what you know and who you are to a landscape that infects with its novelty. Yes, yes, we must all go, before we die in the elevator with coffee and danish in hand, paycheck just wired into the bank, and 15 unanswered voicemails, none of them professing desire, but all tinted in love and grace and concern, the baits that line our traps. Yes, yes, we all go, we are all there, in someplace new, lost in a new version of ourselves, in a skin we think at first does not fit.

Thanks for all the birthday greetings. They fell on me like a warm rain in the land of hot soil, small sparks of energy swallowed into the volcanoes surrounding me, grilling me with questions about my intents: What next, Bub? Surely you're not stopping here? Keep moving into the unknown, alone, and don't bother with notes, hum the volcanoes to me: we will bathe in the memory of your impressions, as all energy must, if it is to be harnessed or remembered or better yet, let go, freely, to dazzle the skies of your ambitions, that formula you've written but have not lived, that you are only now remembering, just as it becomes too late to realize.

Like the aurora, you chase the tail of sunshine across the country, over the dappled evening shadows on the lava fields, into the wind, into the ice, and you are always late, always just missing the target, as any hunter would wish of the best target.

Like love, time is not something you wait for. Love, and time, is something you chase.

19/05/2014
Aurora forecast for Iceland | Icelandic Meteorological office

Thursday night is bright with summer's light, otherwise we'd have clear skies in the East of the country and bright northern lights with a KP index of 3.

http://en.vedur.is/weather/forecasts/aurora/

The spectacle of Aurora Borealis requires dark and partly clear skies.Cloud cover forecast is given for the next few days, in maps where white means clear skies. Additionally, the text forecast above the map clarifies where in Iceland clear or partly clear skies are most likely. Move the slider belo…

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