Iceland

I was standing amidst the untamed beauty of South Iceland, where nature roared with a power that felt almost electric. Each turn unveiled a new wonder: the thunderous Skógafoss waterfall, its misty embrace catching the light like a fleeting rainbow; the serene black sands of Reynisfjara, where basalt columns rose like ancient cathedrals sculpted by the sea.

The moss-covered lava fields stretched endlessly, a surreal, emerald carpet born from fire and ash. In the distance, the mighty glaciers of Vatnajökull loomed, their icy blue veins a reminder of the raw forces that shaped this land. At Jökulsárlón Glacier Lagoon, time seemed to pause as I watched icebergs drift silently, their shimmering reflections blending sky and water into a dreamscape.

South Iceland revealed itself in layers, each landscape a testament to both chaos and harmony. Through my lens, I captured a place where contrasts collided: fiery and frozen, rugged and delicate, desolate yet alive with spirit. Here, the earth seemed to breathe, and every moment felt like witnessing the planet’s raw essence. — Anouk Sassen