Growing up I was always fond of the visual. I was fascinated by the skill of some people who could take an idea or an impression and make it last. Paintings, drawings, sculptures all represented what I saw as genuine artistic expression. However, I was incapable of drawing a straight line or replicating these forms of art that I admired. I became frustrated with not having a way to express myself.
As I was growing up, my mother would always try to take photos of my brother and I. And, like most other kids, we would run away or make faces. We would always try to ruin every image my mother tried to capture. I don’t think I had any respect or understanding of photography back then. I saw it as something annoying, something that had no place with the other visual forms of art.
I can’t remember when my perception of photography changed. But as the years have passed, I have fallen deeply in love with photography. What I once saw as a hindrance has now become my chosen form of self-expression. The camera serves as my eyes and allows me to channel my thoughts through its lens. Over time I have improved my skills and the expectations that I have of my camera has increased.
For New Years Eve I was lucky enough to be invited to the Faroe Islands by my good friend Jónfríð Eliasen. I spent a week there, discovering one of the most breathtaking places I have ever seen. The low sun, the different shades of blue in the mountains, the grass and the small villages all combined to create truly magical scenery.
I traveled light; taking with me a M9, Summilux-M 1:1.4/50mm ASPH, Summicron-M 1:2/35mm, tripod and a wire trigger. When I arrived in the Faroe Islands, I quickly understood that it’s not so much what weather, but how much weather. It became a waiting game; trying to anticipate when the sun, for a brief moment, would break through the clouds, watching and waiting for waves to hit the shore or for the wind to calm. As nature worked its rhythm around me my senses were frantically trying to process and interpret all the different things I saw and felt. There was an array of different colors, natural contrasts and the sound of nothing but the wind.