Anorthosite is abundant there, the same rock type that composes the bright side of the moon. In the mining of titanium, it is a waste product. In these moon-like landscapes, industrial ruins co-exist with dreams of optimization. And poetically, there are no tides on the coast.

With the controversies around new mining plans, it was also a chance to reflect on the possible futures of Sokndal -- from labour to resistance, displaced communities, environmental violence and post-extractivism.

and sometimes it's almost reaching self-awareness

Two pieces that have recently stayed with me: the newspaper article Adjø Stavanger, velkommen Selmerstadt! (2001, beware: automatic translation) as well as the graphic novel A Journey through Grydå (2025)

Some recent favourite finds relate to alternative coastal protection from tights in 1974 to illegal coastal protection (such as these "big balls")