Every other year there is a very large gathering of viking craftsmen, iron age enthusiasts, early medieval merchants, elegant warriors and fluttering disir by the Borre Mounds in Vestfold.
This was in early July, at the beginning of a very rare heatwave courtesy of the Russian topography. Thanks guys. (No, I mean that sincerely!)
Nestled under the tall trees, you'll find a seemingly endless gathering of tents and encampments....
... one more fancy than the next!
A group shot of some of us, taken by the epic Rob Wildwood.
From left to tight (*draws breath*): Maetharanel, Tathariel, Kristin, Branna, Sól, yours truly, Anita, Kama, Grethe and Ingrid.
I didn't dare to wear anything but linen due to the warm weather, so I used my old rusty apron dress (with its fancy antique trimmings - only not that antique!). I love the color, but it is a great example of how impossibly unrealistic the old flappety-flapp interpretation of what women wore is or has to be. It slides off the shoulders, twists and turns, always looking for ways to embarrass the wearer. Maybe mine is extra impractical ... If I hadn't pinned it to my under-dress in every possible way, I'd probably have exposed myself half a dozen times. It only sits right if you hold very, very still... No, this is not something anyone could possibly have worn. Hooray for new research and interpretations!
There you go.
This gooey concoction is plant dye in the making! It transforms wool into this:
I just love plant dyes, they give the most gorgeous shades. Well, maybe except for hot pink, which can also be achieved through natural dyes. I have mixed feelings about hot pink.There aren't any real examples in these pictures, but imagine something straight-up 1980's.
I *really* want a depiction in popular culture of hot pink vikings....!
A girl can dream.
A girl can dream.
The lovely Branna. :)
Mandatory viking ships.
Kama and Silje. :)
We have our moments.
On or way back to the modern era, we spent some time amongst the burial mounds. It's a peacful place, well worth a visit.