Landscape painting is our tradition, one could say. But this tradition, like so many others, can prove both a blessing and a burden. The tradition has acquired so many overtones on its path through history – Iceland’s struggle for independence, nationalism, the need to be true to one’s origins, etc. –that it has become more difficult for artist to observe their subject with clear, fresh vision. After all that has gone before, how can a landscape painting be painted today, without seeming to be a melancholy echo of the heroic works of the ‘pioneers’ of the Icelandic art in the erly years of this century?