Three years ago on this day we arrived in Iceland for the first time.
I knew that this was going to be kind of a life changing experience even before we left our home and I wanted to bring back home images that will remind me how it felt like to be there.
I knew that digital camera probably won't be the best option for that, because I'd be posing the photos a lot more, keep looking at the screen all the time, bring home thousands of photos and tone them with presets (another layer of a pose), and so what I'd end up with would be more a product of sitting at home in front of a computer, rather than photos that would be actually created on the island. However, I didn't have that much experience with shooting film so I could easily end up with coming back with only memories in my mind. That was a risk, but also a part of the fun. I didn't come to Iceland to make cool photos, but to learn why is it that this place resonates with me so much.
Majority of these photos were shot on my 60 years old Leica M3, I was mostly guessing the exposure and going for a grainy underexposed feel. Some photos were shot on a Pentax 67 and some on a Polaroid 250 or SX-70. Everything here was shot on film...