Iceland, Dec 2006
This is image is an exception to my policy of avoiding postcard images, and also one which I think is technically perfect.
It contains a small lake which somehow escaped the reach of the freeze in the middle of winter in Iceland. What makes it more remarkable is that the body of water is not very large, despite the proportions in the photograph, hence decreasing the probability that it would have gone unfrozen in one of the coldest places on Earth.
Iceland for me so far, is the second most beautiful place I’ve been to (after Santorini, Greece). It is a place like no other that I’ve been to with its constant smell of sulphur steaming from the seemingly infinite number of cracks and crevices leading directly to the centre of the Earth, and the unusual moon-like landscape. (But then, I’ve never been to the moon myself so what would I know..?)
It was during the part of the year when there was roughly 4 hours of daylight and waking up at 10am in pitch darkness was definitely new to me. As was a sunset which seemed to last 3 hours, followed by night which seemed to last forever. Putting it altogether: strange smells, uninhabitable and unusual lanscapes, snow and cold, there was a surreal and dream-like feel to my whole time there.
The laws of the universe and nature that I understand simply didn’t seem to apply in this beautiful place. Yet ironically, this is one of my best examples of textbook framing and composition.