Many of you will know Bastian (Stian Loholt) as a moderator, fellow poster and great contributor to Murmurs. We are all very sad to share the news that it appears that Stian took his own life in December of 2007. He never gave the impression of having a hard time, so this came as a shock to all the people who loved him. He had been missed from the site for 2 years, but as with all message boards, there is an assumption that life had become busy and the time that was once spent online is taken with life and work.
A friend and fellow moderator searched for him on a social networking site, hopeful to reconnect, never expecting this dreadful ending. Once discovering the awful news, she passed it along to fellow moderators and crew here on Murmurs. Further searching for information merely confirmed what we already, sadly knew.
We know Stian was very appreciated in this community and we thought that you all should know what has happened to him. The above quote (from the House of Leaves) was his last message - posted as a piece of artwork on his Flickr account, which we couldn’t fully understand as it was posted in braille - when it was translated it seemed to make more sense to his circumstances. He might have perceived that of his own existence, but we will never know. What we do know is that he did leave a mark on the lives of the people who had the luck of knowing him. He will be forever missed.
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I can't say that I grieve for Stian, because it appears he made a decision for himself and his fate and that is his right. I do grieve for the world though, because I think it is less without him.
The world lost a documentor of its intricate beauty, hidden from most within the fabric of everyday life, through Stian's photography. He had the eyes of an artist and we were able to, for brief moments, see into that sacred world from the photographs he took and generously shared with all of us.
http://www.flickr.co...otos/nicalibre/
The world lost a champion of justice. Stian wanted a fair world and rallied against the injustices he perceived around him. From serving in the army during Kosovo and keeping a fragile peace, to his interest and studies of Latin America and the Middle East.
The world lost an explorer. Stian wasn't afraid to travel alone to places others fear to tread. In his chosen profession as a teacher he taught his students of the wide world outside their school gates with obvious passion from the heartfelt messages on his memoriam page on Facebook.
Here is a picture of Stian on one of his many travels, this time in Guatemala.
http://www.murmurs.c...84&d=1264349875
I wish the black eyed dog never knew Stian's name.
Goodbye.
Christie (Kaleidoscope)











