The glacier

The Skaftafell glacier, Iceland... this name conjures up images of volcanoes, rivers of red and black lava collapsing into the sea, in explosions, plumes... For some, the memory of Jules Verne, and his Journey to the Centre of the Earth. But beyond that, it is always the idea of a world petrified in the frost, asleep, like the miner of Falun, under a thick coat of compressed snow, that dominates and imposes itself. If you look at this landscape, at this raging sea that is nonetheless motionless to the naked eye, you have to give in to its hypnotic power.