Knut Ivar Bjørlykhaug

Yeah, what's the starting point?

I would say once upon a time when I was a child.

I spent most of my days with my grandmother.

Her name was Signe.

She lived in a small wooden house with my grandfather Knut.

Very close to the little school in our village Grytastranda at the west coast of Norway.

A village where we had time to be.

Not much to do, nowhere to go.

And I remember once I was hanging out with her in the garden, I was about six years old, and she shouted a joyful magnetic shout to me, Knut Ivar, come here, come and look.

It was late springtime, early summer, and all the flowers in the garden had started to bloom.

And she said, look, ah, look, look at the bumblebees.

Look at their hind legs.

Can you see the yellow?

Like the little bags of yellow on their hind feet?

And I looked closer and I could glimpse their little bags of pollen.

And she said this to me, imagine that these creatures facilitate our lives.

And I didn't quite understand it, but I could kind of feel it.

And I think maybe this was my starting point to feel a deeper connection with all living beings, especially all flying creatures.

Yeah.

Only during my short lifetime, there's been dramatic changes.