9/11

I was standing in a meadow at Sulheim Farm in Bøverdalen alongside my good friend Kjell E Midthun , in the rural heart of Norway, painting a few of the buildings on this beatiful farm with roots back to the viking age. Around us cows and sheep were grazing, bells around their necks ringing. The farmer’s triplet girls in their light summer dresses, playing and laughing amongst us and the live stock, made the idyll complete. Then Kjell’s cellphone rang, and the world changed. It was September 11th 2001.

Some of Kjell’s pictures: https://www.google.com/search?q=kjell+midthun&sxsrf=AOaemvK6Ec151DD-8-dwv_NTMz_LiYegWg:1642107776787&source=lnms&tbm=isch&sa=X&ved=2ahUKEwiu496V0K_1AhU5gv0HHRR6CvAQ_AUoAXoECAIQAw&biw=1527&bih=834&dpr=1.1