I've got over 6000 photos of Iceland, taken over a period of some 15 years. This set of 16 will do as well as any other. These days Iceland has practically turned into a photographic cliche, and perhaps a cultural cliché too. It's a victim of its own success, and it might be that the magic is dwindling. Still, to me, Iceland exists as much in my head as outside of it. It's a state of being, and perhaps it means far more to me than mere photography. Iceland is an alien planet, always out of reach.