Iceland

Iceland does not ease you in. The landscape arrives immediately and completely: black beaches, basalt stacks rising from the water, waterfalls frozen mid-drop, horses standing motionless in a field with no shelter in sight. There is very little that is soft about it, and that is precisely what makes it coherent. This project was shot along the south coast in winter, from the sea cliffs near Vík to the glacier lagoon at Jökulsárlón, where chunks of ancient ice end up beached on black sand before being pulled back into the Atlantic. The Dyrhólaey lighthouse at sunset. The white church at Búðir against a sky that cannot decide between storm and clearing. Icelandic horses in the cold that does not seem to bother them in the slightest. Winter in Iceland is the right season. Everything else is just easier