I’m not trying to prove I was there; I’m trying to pin the feeling of a place when the light goes strange for a few seconds and then is gone. Most of these were made on the west coast of Ireland and along the edges of cities while I was meant to be photographing something more literal. They’re printed as pigment prints on heavy watercolour paper so the surface has a slight tooth to it, more like a small painting than a flat poster. 

I lived for twenty years as a documentary photographer and even then I was always pointing the camera toward the sky or the sea when I could get away with it. These are the pictures I took for myself, and now they sit here next to the clay and scent as the same archive: objects that remember the weather.

One of the most surreal experiences in Iceland is undoubtedly witnessing the Northern Lights, or Aurora Borealis – a celestial dance of colors that illuminates the Arctic sky. Chasing these elusive lights was a journey of anticipation, patience, and absolute wonder. 

Chasing the Northern Lights in Iceland was more than a pursuit; it was an encounter with the extraordinary. Each evening spent under the Arctic sky was a testament to the boundless wonders of our world, a celestial ballet that left an indelible mark on my heart. 

One of the most surreal experiences in Iceland is undoubtedly witnessing the Northern Lights, or Aurora Borealis – a celestial dance of colors that illuminates the Arctic sky. Chasing these elusive lights was a journey of anticipation, patience, and absolute wonder. 

Journeying through Iceland’s landscapes felt like walking through a gallery of Earth’s most profound works. Each day brought a new canvas, each vista a different mood, painting a picture of a land that is as fierce as it is fragile, as ancient as it is alive. 

As my journey through Iceland comes to a close, I am left with a profound sense of awe and a collection of memories that feel almost dreamlike. This land, with its juxtaposition of fire and ice, of soft mossy fields and sharp volcanic rocks, of tranquil nights lit by dancing auroras and days filled with the thunder of waterfalls, has etched itself permanently in my heart.

Iceland is more than a destination; it's a reminder of the raw beauty and power of our natural world. It's a place where every element, from the smallest moss-covered stone to the vast glacial fields, tells a story of creation, destruction, and rebirth.

To those who dream of visiting this magnificent land, I say: let Iceland happen to you. Embrace the unexpected. Chase the Northern Lights, stand in awe of the waterfalls, walk on the black sands, and let the silence of the glaciers speak to you. Let each moment in Iceland, no matter how small, be a part of your own story.