019 - on the road

On the road in Iceland.

018 - Faxa Tunga

The Faxa Tunga Waterfall. I became obsessed with the blues and the greens, so I have thousands of pictures with the same hues.

017 - Haukadalur Valley

016 - Gullfoss

Gullfoss on June.

015 - Þingvellir II

This roll was a disappointment (I'm not sure why I have the urge to write this), mostly my own fault because my zenit doesn't have a photometer and I have problems with the ASA settings. Some of them didn't turn out so bad though.

014 - Þingvellir I

And the hearth breaks and starts in here, the Mid-Atlantic Ridge at Þingvellir.

013 - on the road

I saw it from the bus and couldn't actually get out to gawk at it in awe, but I managed to take a picture from the window, small consolation, I know but at least it's something. I want to ride one of these someday.

012 - Reykjavík XI

Small details that catch my eyes: a lamp, a windowsill filled with books, old recicled seats.

011 - Reykjavík X

White houses (sometimes) and blue sky (sometimes).

010 - Reykjavík IX

Some things are quite unavoidable, and while I'm a music junkie my levels of fan are usually very modest,  even so, they were not discreet enough to not find this sign really funny. My car wouldn't be towed.

+ Sigur Ros - Varúð by Ryan McGinley, from 'The Valtari Mistery Film Experiment'

009 - Reykjavík VIII

I like seeing houses and how people live. Must be some kind of syntom, because, actually, I'm terrible at people.

008 - Reykjavík VII

From afar. Well, not quite, just the other side of the Tjornin. I miss that crisp, cold air.

007 - Reykjavík VI

Why do we look at the things we look? Maybe is just the things we know, those are the ones that catch our eyes. Maybe not, but I like reflections, windows, frames. And the sky.

Walking around the city center, using Laugarvegur street as a guide.