I have been to Iceland three times in the past 7 years. It has some sort of gravitational pull on me and it keeps sucking me back to it. The earth there is so raw and powerful. It is intimidating and humbling to feel so powerless in the face of nature.
Iceland has so many different terrains, and they are all so shockingly different, but each very strong in their own way. Being there makes me feel the sense of fascination you feel when you are in a foreign place in a dream. The light is always gray, and I think that contributes to the feeling that you are in some sort of foreign land in a dream that you have yet to wake up from.
There aren’t many flower photos this year. But, I wanted to share these because the earth is fascinating! I am constantly amazing with it’s strength. It can produce the most rigid and rough rock formations, and in the same place, support the life of the most delicate flower.
These photos were taken with an old Hasselblad camera that used to be my mother’s. It weighs what feels like a thousand pounds when I am traveling with it, but felt like the appropriate tool to capture this with.
