Once there were kitchen gardens and fruit trees. Now there is only sand, sand, and more sand. Art critic Mathias Kryger treks out to the Rubjerg Knude lighthouse in a stiff gale.
The air is the color of butterscotch, tinted by the blowing sand that the wind lashes up from the enormous Rubjerg Knude.
I’ve never been to a desert, but on my trip along Denmark’s west coast I’ve arrived at this desert-like place to see the lighthouse that stands in the gigantic sand heap or dune – or whatever you call this kind of naturally formed sandbox that sits here at the highest point of the more than 10-kilometer-long Lønstrup Cliff.
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