I’ve just set up a new tour to the interior of Iceland in the winter time. For those minimal black brush strokes you can see in the gallery below:

I feel I kind of lost my wind a bit this past 3 years. The whole covid thing really derailed me, and although I feel I’ve turned a corner last Autumn, I am realising now, looking back at this work, how focussed I was back in 2020.

An explanation of the photos above: what you are seeing is black ice and gravel protruding through during a white out.

I seemed to go very minimal around this time (2020). I quite like the abstract nature of these shots although I think I would be preaching to a limited audience on this one. But witnessing the glacier in a white out is so much more different from making photos of it. Scale cannot be comprehended and then there is the issue of lost 3D interpretation, which was lost while standing in front of the glacier. My mind had to figure out what each of the lines meant and how they related to one another.

I don't suppose this collection would appeal to many folks out there. But that isn't the point is it? Photography should be a personal thing, a representation of what you saw and what you want to convey to others. It should be as unique as we can possibly make it, and when I look back at these shots, I feel sure that this is what I was doing.

I am returning there next February to run a tour if this is of interest to you.