On an island -in the middle of the Atlantic- I came face to face with raw beauty, in its purest state of being; transparent as glass, hard as diamond, raw as only the wild at heart can be. Glacial ice on a black lava beach, an ice cold atlantic wind, crashing waves... glacial kingdom turned into a time capsule. Past to future, future to past :: nothing ever ends.
photography :: halewijn BULCKAEN
location :: Jökulsárlón - ICELAND