
When the poet Jakobína Sigurðardóttir heard that the US Army intended to use the bird-nesting cliffs in Hornstrandir for target practice, she wrote a verse urging the landscape of her beloved childhood home to frighten and drive them away. Jakobína grew up on the remotest shore of Hornstrandir at Hælavík, where potatoes would not grow in the salty soil and the family lived through frequent storms and hard times. Spring was often late to arrive and sometimes summer never came. The pack ice could be seen just off shore, sometimes extending right into the bays.
Jakobína was born at Hælavík 8 July 1918 and died 29 January 1994. The farm where she grew up is now a ruin of a ruin. The sea has claimed almost everything that was once a building, leaving no trace. These days, children are no longer born to people who can say they are from Hælavík or Hornstrandir. But where are we from? Where did we come from? Who is from Hornstrandir and what does that mean? Where is their home?
Guðrún Svava Guðmundsdóttir, PhD student in geography at the University of Iceland, is working on a project that seeks to answer these questions and many others. She argues that when people define their place in the world, they put the past into the context of the present, which then follows them into the future.
"Like the question, where are you from," says Guðrún. "For example I grew up in Stykkishólmur. My daughter, who grew up in Reykjavík and Ísafjörður, also identifies as being from Stykkishólmur. Where am I from and where is she from?"
These are certainly interesting questions, but we will have to wait a while to read Guðrún's conclusions, as her thesis is still a work in progress.