It is hard to describe the surreal feeling it is, watching the images of Edvard Munch being removed from the walls. Your own images scattered across the room to get the correct sequence and replace this great master. The morning of November 8th these events were unfolding in Trondheim Art Museum, on the day before the opening of Trondheim Dokumentarfestival and my exhibition You Are Here Now.

This is the first exhibition where I am going to be present at the opening. My first solo-show in Norway. It is truly nerve-wrecking. Preparing to show your work. Bare your soul, be the center of attention. Be judged while being there.
In public.
Now.

The festival in Trondheim is low-key, yet boasting a fantastic program.  A festival where one will be exposed to more than photography, but surprising documentary movies, or even comics.  It is all about the joy of story-telling and a roster of participant who are incredibly good at just that.
Convey stories.

I am honored to be part of the program. To be the exhibited photographer this year. This coming Saturday, Lars Tunbjörk  is the final speaker. A man who’s work inspired me to come to terms with the elusive notion of home and and collect You Are Here Now. Had it not been for Tunbjörk and his beautiful visual voice, I would never have not thought it possible to go search for the mundane at home.

After a full year as homeless yet at home I never returned to my city of birth. Oslo had lost its allure and a new base was made at the island of Skrova in Lofoten.  At the very same island I later had dinner with Marcus Bleasdale while he was working on The Last of the Viking Whalers. I am thrilled to see how he describes working in our home.

Munch left the room and You Are Here Now became the new presence. 
The opening came and went.
 And it went well.

– Eivind H. Natvig

Photo by Eivind H. Natvig / MOMENT