Late at night on the 5th of February 2015, I encountered my first iceberg, instantly overwhelmed by curiosity and the infinite range of blue hues floating around in this magical playground.
In order to categorise the photography, sound recordings and film of each iceberg we gave them names. Although scientific in method, somehow the personification of ancient water molecules seemed to make the bergs ever more endearing to us.
The only remnants of their 10,000 year journey from a falling snowflake to calving off a glacier are these recordings, but their spirit lives on in the installations that are created.
Un hommage to nature and the atoms that connect us for we are biologically bound with what we see.
Late at night on the 5th of February 2015, I encountered my first iceberg, instantly overwhelmed by curiosity and the infinite range of blue hues floating around in this magical playground.
In order to categorise the photography, sound recordings and film of each iceberg we gave them names. Although scientific in method, somehow the personification of ancient water molecules seemed to make the bergs ever more endearing to us.
The only remnants of their 10,000 year journey from a falling snowflake to calving off a glacier are these recordings, but their spirit lives on in the installations that are created.
Un hommage to nature and the atoms that connect us for we are biologically bound with what we see.