Antarctica 2020
I have never thought of myself as a landscape or ice photographer. Far from it! My passion has always unfolded in streets connecting with people. But that changed after several visits to the polar regions. It wasn’t until I viewed ice as something living, breathing, crying, calving and having human qualities that I could successfully photograph it. When I viewed icebergs layered like people in an image then everything changed. I had to be intimate with ice and move beyond the feeling of being so insignificant in comparison and then I could take a successful photograph. I had to look deeper, and see inside the ice to, lines, colors, patterns and layers of history dating back thousands of years. My connection to ice happened in the silence of endless sky where planes don’t fly. It happened when I could look at my own life in a world of ice and stars and openness. Only then could I find some sort of balance when the journey and the photograph were of equal importance.
