Sculptures

For those that may be tuning in for the first time, I am Joe shutter: a blogger and photographer based in Iceland. 

I pass on what I learn out here through my  tailor-made photo workshops and tutorials. They can be as long or as short as my clients need them to be, and I always go the extra ten miles (or ten hours) to get the shots and get off the beaten track wherever possible.  

If you are interested in a photo workshop/tutorial in Iceland, get in touch  through my email ( joeshutter101@gmail.com ) or through my Instagram handle @joe_shutter . 

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Today, I have very little to say. I swung out one cloudy but peaceful Afternoon with my friend Sahara Rós (Sahara Rose, a desert rose, nice idea don't you think?) Sahara knows this bizarre little spot out in a suburb of Reykjavik and we went there one day recently.

There is also a strange procession of large aluminium sculptures with a path that runs through, each about as strange as the last. A little more research about them certainly wouldn't hurt. It will be updating accordingly.

In the meantime, here the results of that lazy afternoon. I do hope you enjoy.

Photography by Joe Shutter and Sahara Ros

Joe Shutter

High lands

 For those that may be tuning in for the first time, I am Joe shutter: a blogger and photographer based in Iceland.

I pass on what I learn out here through my  tailor-made photo workshops and tutorials. They can be as long or as short as my clients need them to be, and I always go the extra ten miles (or ten hours) to get the shots and get off the beaten track wherever possible. 

If you are interested in a photo workshop/tutorial in Iceland, pleas contact me through my email ( joeshutter101@gmail.com ) or through my Instagram handle @joe_shutter .

So there I was, minding my own business one polite afternoon, when I get a spontaneous message from an Instagrammer with whom I had recently been speaking, @bensimonehn. It went something like this: Lets go somewhere cool, alright then!

And off we went: Before we knew it, we are up in the highlands at near freezing temperatures (its supposed to be summer) and negotiating flash hail storms.  So in between car breaks when we put some life back into our extremities, we grabbed some shots until it got too dark. Here are the results of that escapade

Photography by Joe Shutter and Ben Simon

For your enjoyment,

Joe Shutter

The Descent

Frank and I spent the afternoon in Seydisfjordur.

Now, the problem with these little fjord towns is that in the winter, the sun never reaches the town because it never rises high enough. As we came up over the fjord and descended back down again, we were greeted with a winter sunset. Not only this, but we also met a very interesting character: an old Icelandic man, shotgun and ammo belts in tow and hand, hunting poultry. I asked to take his picture and he obliged. One of the old timers. se great to see him in action.

The winter light is absolutely epic in Iceland. The sun always rises, but just a bit, when it breaks through, its constant golden hour. Its really something. A sudden rain shower made for some interesting orb effects on the car windshield.

So this is just a short post about the car ride down, the next stop on our adventure led us into an exploration of Iceland's largest forest, the very beginning of which I have included at the end of this post, as a little teaser.

Photography by Joe Shutter and Rock Scissors Taper

For your enjoyment,

Joe Shutter

Rust and Ruin

For those that may be tuning in for the first time, I am Joe shutter: a blogger and photographer based in Iceland. 

I pass on what I learn out here through my  tailor-made photo workshops and tutorials. They can be as long or as short as my clients need them to be, and I always go the extra ten miles (or ten hours) to get the shots and get off the beaten track wherever possible.  

If you are interested in a photo workshop/tutorial in Iceland, pleas contact me through my email at page bottom or through Instagram on the sidebar

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Back to the good old Iceland blogging stuff after the madness of Sonar. 

Pulling up by the side of the road (making sure you are completely off the road, of course) somewhere on the way to Skaftafell brings us to an abandoned farm:  there are a few of these around Iceland, mare than a few, more than many, and they are all quite fascinating.

So near yet so far: solid ground often turns out to be very boggy and saturated. Waterproof shoes are a must. Poor Frank didn't have any, so he ended up hopping between grassy mounds above the water level while I stood more than ankle deep in the water photographing it all.

Good fun all round. 

Photogrophy by Joe shutter and Rock Scissors Taper

For your enjoyment,

Joe Shutter

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End of day 1: Vik

To tie up day one of our road trip, we made a short stop at Vik, with its iconic sea stack. As the sun sank below the horizon at Dyrhóleay in the last, we stopped to enjoy the magic hour in Vik, embers of the golden, low sun and the rich blues from the sea and horizon. I included both sides of the cliff, for context.

Photography by Joe Shutter and Rock Scissors Taper

For your enjoyment,

Joe Shutter