To the ends of the Earth
On her return from the 2010 expedition theatre director Deborah Warner writes for The Independent about discovering the hard, shattering truth about climate change and how she has to put it on stage. Click here to read the article over[…..]
Monaco Glacier
“ … [Kay] has a splinter of glass in his heart, and another in his eye. These must come out or he’ll stay bewitched, and the Snow Queen will keep her hold over him forever!” “The Snow Queen” – Hans[…..]
14th July Glacier
Sunday 26th September. We are having a gentle day at the rather surprisingly named 14th July Glacier. A day at the beach with ice instead of sand. Everyone has something they want to play at. We all do our own[…..]
Liefdefjord [silence]
A Quaker upbringing with Sunday morning meetings for worship from the age of five has left me no stranger to silence, and as a theatre and opera director I’m keenly aware of its power. Samuel Beckett’s “Happy Days” has over[…..]
Rock concert
Video by Matt Wainwright.
Still held in our holding bay
Still held in our holding bay, hiding from the ice. Yesterday morning we walked up to the crown of a vanished glacier – no doubt the strongest image of climate change on our tour so far. We set out across[…..]
SORGFIORDIN 79 degrees N 47 minutes
The emergency helicopter flew around us twice, checking our position and our safety, and almost as soon as it arrived set off back to Longyearbyen. Apparently the nearest vessel to us at this moment is 20 hours away. The helicopter[…..]
Kinnvika Bay cont.
From Kinnvika Bay with Deborah Warner. Continue reading
Chermisdeoya – Position N 80 degrees 31.774’ E 019 degrees 41.129’
We are at the most Northerly point of our expedition and, as it turns out, the furthest North that Cape Farewell has ever sailed. It’s just 560 nautical miles from here to the North Pole, but above us the sea[…..]
Hoelfhalveys, 79 degrees 60’ North 11.5 degrees East
SVALBARD. The cold coast – the mythical home of the Snow Queen’s palace in Hans Christian Andersen’s story of “The Snow Queen”. For long this was a land beyond the realm of maps, an imagined fantastical place of such purity[…..]
