/ Found Light — Iceland
Here, light is not a time of day.
At the edge of the Arctic, the sky rewrites itself every twenty minutes. These photographs follow that light across volcanic rock, ice, and open water.
The scale makes the absence feel chosen.
Iceland's geography does not invite human proportion. The work does not try to impose it — these frames hold the terrain on its own terms, unembellished.
Thirty-one frames
Each place rewires how you see.
Iceland is one chapter. The full archive spans multiple destinations, each shot under its own specific light.