During my residency in Bergen, the sky didn’t ever become truly dark.
The city is too much south to have that northern phenomenon of the sun at midnight, but in May there is still enough clarity till 11.30 pm. At midnight is then finally night, but not a proper one. The sky remains kind of a light blu; a different tone of blue than just after the sunset, more similar to the color of the just before dawn. At home, that color doesn’t stay much on; rapidly the sun rises and eats it up. Instead, in this - to me - new part of the world, that moment takes forever. Well... hours. Hours in the night in which I can’t sleep because of that soft, faint, light gradation of blue.
In spite of the just one hour difference from London to Bergen, I experience the syntoms of a jet lag due to the difference in light. There is also the fact that my flat and my studio are directly on top of the water, and that’s something new too. Pleasurable, for sure. But this doesn’t mean I shall not need to get used to it before I can really, truly, deeply rest.