Iceland

Standing in front of some of the most magnificent locations our planet has to offer makes us appreciate how lucky we are as human beings to be spoilt with such mesmerising and powerful wonders. It’s been no different during my second trip to Iceland, the land of violent and powerful volcanic activity, crashing waterfalls and shooting geysers set alongside calm and open plains gently covered by snow. This, set in the elements you’re constantly trying to tame both photographically and physically, gives you a certain type of experience only Iceland and the Arctic circle lands can provide. You’re knocked out at every stop and definitely at the end of the day yet you couldn’t be happier. Go figure… 

During this year’s trip to Iceland I travelled whilst still desperately trying to clear a bug that has been battering us this season (, thank you winter:) but also grieving my father’s death at the end of the last month. Inevitably, I think this added to the way I approached nature and photography on location as the output turned out to be very different from my last trip’s photographs. Yet I think it worked and also helped me just for a moment meditate on the scenes and the state of mind. Many of these images will be printed and proudly hung on walls around my house with a book to follow. I didn’t think when planning it that it’d be a requiem to many things but that’s exactly what happened and, at the end of the day, I’m counting myself very lucky to have experienced it. Well, minus the northern lights, which one day I must return to Iceland to capture. But that’s a story to tell on another day…