The first time I came to Iceland was in September 2012 - I immediately fell in love with the country. HARD. I did not want to leave. I ugly cried. I told everybody back home I would move abroad and live in that beautiful, mysterious, extraordinary land of fire and ice. Everybody laughed, but I was dead serious. So I went again in October 2013, this time with a good friend. She felt the same. We ugly cried, we did not want to leave, swore to come back. We worked as hard as we could for almost two years straight, then packed eight suitcases (four each) and left Germany in May 2015 to spend a summer up north. It's a loooong story what happened after - the short version is: we stayed.
I met an Icelander in our second to last week of said three months, today we are married. I traveled back and forth for almost three years until I finally immigrated in June 2018.
Me and my previously mentioned friend used to be full-time self-employed with a blog and accompanying socials, but had to shut down the company when leaving Germany. After that, I worked as a freelance designer, wedding photographer, I planted trees in the Icelandic highlands - I tried. Then Covid hit and the job landscape worsened and I all of a sudden had a lot of time on my hands. And things to (re)consider...
The first time I picked up a camera, I was maybe 12 years old. It was disposable and I took black and white pictures with again, said good good friend. First of each other and our classmates, later of festivals and parties and concerts, then trips and travels. In 2011 I found myself running a blog (which massively took off in 2013) and in 2014 I started an Instagram - especially with the latter I had zero clues what I was doing. (It feels like I still don't, sometimes. :D). Beginning of 2017 I kinda lost interest in photography and fully submerged myself in design work, instead. I did capture an elopement and some other projects in between but overall, I spent a lot less time behind the camera and way more behind my laptop. I am not sure what happened, exactly but the passion got reignited sometime middle of 2020 and I can't put the camera down, ever since.
So now here we are, on my little website-shop-blog where I put some of my prints up for sale and other little bits and bops that I happen to love. Like enamel camping mugs with my designs or cozy hoodies (my personal uniform). I travel Iceland more than ever, and I can't stop, I won't stop. I have NO idea where this journey will take me but I feel about photography and the great outdoors as strongly as I felt (and still feel) about this country: It's everything. And that means something, don't you agree? :)
Thank you for being here,