Rivers
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Streams of energy rolling through the earth. Hopeful volatility. The division of landscapes, yet their union. A thousand shades of blue.
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For me, this series means capturing one of those extraordinary moments outside of ordinary space-time, when the landscape breaks between two worlds. It was the second day that snow had begun to fall in the mountains inland, but it had not yet covered everything. The black lava landscape was only partially white, and the contrast was fascinating. The transition to winter was happening right before my eyes. This moment between two worlds is something that always attracts me. In the case of the first snow, it is a moment that only appears for a few days, and I was lucky enough to be right there. Visually, the landscape has changed into something extraordinary even in the Icelandic context. No grey-orange of autumn lichens, no pure white of the winter months. The world in between. The contrast of black and white, the light that filtered through the torn clouds, and the rawness of the lava landscape under the snow, all created the impression of some surreal painting or animated movie that you suddenly find yourself in. I felt like I was in an ink painting – fine lines, contrasts, shadows. Everything around seemed unusual and fleeting. And it was everywhere, this series is just part of the beauty. Part of the story of this series was how I got to the place that day. It wasn't easy at all. The terrain was difficult, the roads were already freshly snowed with drifts and in some places impassable even with my four-wheeler. It was the last chance to get there, because in the evening when I left, the park managers were already closing the area and only special snowmobiles could enter. So it was a unique opportunity to capture a moment that really only lasts maybe a day until a complete blanket of white covers the landscape.
◽️ Icelandic River Rhytms
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🟦 Silky River Roads (Photo Series)
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🟦 Pulsing Flow (Photo Series)
This series from two different locations on the south coast of Iceland, tens of kilometres apart, is one of the most magical I've brought back from Iceland. Clear evidence of how incredibly different the world can be when viewed from a different perspective. The two rivers - each trying to reach the sea through dunes of black lava sand - promised an interesting experience from the ground. But only a view from above revealed how the three elements dance together, the river, the sea, the black beach... The light water of the glacial river, bringing light sediments from the mountains, forming maps, meanders and veins like walls of ice on the dark lava bed... but still a river. This place, for me, is about completeness at a minimum. In Iceland you don't have so many other things distracting you in the landscape already, here it's down to the marrow. There's something completely fulfilling, complete for me in that pure simplicity... There's nothing extra, just the basic elements that together form a picture that draws you in and doesn't let go. There are fewer elements, and yet more as a result, which can then be perceived more intensely and one can feel the power. It also fascinates me in the way it completely overturns what we know. New perspective, new questions. What is clear and understandable from the ground becomes something unfamiliar when you change your perspective, something that makes you think again about the world around you. A new organism of the earth. It's like embarking on an expedition into completely unexplored worlds. Suddenly you don't know what you're looking at, even though you know what it is... questioning categories, boxes, ideas. For me, a fundamental thing. And that's why the photos are essential.
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