Iceland

I chose to have this journey during the coldest time of year, when the light of the sun lasts only 4 hours and the endless night allows to admire in the best way the polar lights. A magical phenomenon which, from the depths of space, widens with levity its fairytale charm on a world of ice. And in the undefined light, soft with the colours of dawn and sunset, to photograph the sharp black rocks emerging from a soft blanket of snow, the crystal clear frozen waterfalls, the ponies and the geese that defy the bitter cold, and the little houses of men, cosy and isolated in a hostile world, gave me unforgettable emotions.