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DarkClaudS in Iceland – a comic book

Ok guys, you might have noticed I’ve been to Iceland recently. In fact I am sure you did because I told everyone about it. Now, thinking more cooly about it it might look like bragging but I assure you that my telling about it is just a way of expressing my enthusiasm about that amazing country and my trip through it and nothing more. I love travel stories and I write my own so bear with me through this story that will definitely reach new peaks of narcisism as it is full of photos of myself in Iceland.

This is a first for many reasons, among which the fact that I only post photos of myself on Facebook where narcisism is a must and the second being the fact that nobody takes my photos during trips since I am the group photographer. I can count numerous occasions( trips, some two weeks long) in which I took thousands of photos of people and places and only got one badly focused photo of myself  and nothing more.

The cruel irony is the fact that my best photos are portraits of my friends that I will never be able to publish since they are so secretive ( and a bit crazy).

Returning to Iceland, I have recently received a lot of photos of myself during the trip. They are so much fun you have to see them too so here it is, a story in fun images.

Please ignore the colorful mess of my winter wardrobe. My brain froze while packing and I did not realize I was that pink + red plus some more pink until it was too late and I was hurting everyone’s retinas in the Icelandic winter landscape. In my defense I must state that some of that gear was a present, I am not a pink freak.

Photographing the Oslo Opera House at 1 am on December 1rst because all you can do after a delayed flight and a hitchhike from the middle of nowhere to Oslo is check in and go out to take photos.

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When only your socks are dry and you’re happy about it watch out for waves. Or not. Photobombing a friend while being water bombed by the ocead who did not care much about my artistic endeavour. Ouch, that was cold. Jokulsarlon, I still love you!

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And by wet I mean wet wet wet. And not caring much. My poor poor camera…

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About that time we figured out why the car upholstery was made out of leather as we carried tons of rain and ocean water inside each time we got out and back in.

So much color, so much cold, and let’s not forget the wind.

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I saw that caracter in a Japanese horrow movie. Oh, wait, it’s just me 😀

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A tripod sherpa is a good friend willing to carry your tripod, protect your camera for rain or act as a tripot stabilizer in time of rain, wind and other forms of terrible weather.

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Enjoying the view. The prettiest glacier I ever saw, I must find out the name from Ingi, I was so excited to be there I forgot to ask or take a photo of the sign..

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3rd degree encounter with the Icelandic fluffy horses. I love those guys, they are so cute. We talked a lot about the risks of becoming sandwiches and told them as I told Ingi a thousand times: horses are pets, not food. Extra pink alert, by now you must think I am a powerpuff girl or something. The truth is my friends get me colorful clothes because they don’t want me to get lost in the snow.

DSC_0719Defying the laws of gravity, what was I doing here? I have no clue.

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With the tripod sherpa, looking for the troll queen. This is one of my favorite photos.

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Freezing at Gullfoss, unforgetable.

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Urban explorer. Confused urban explorer.  Extatic urban explorer meets Icelandic blue(ish) sky.

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Have I ever told you we are boat geeks? We never miss out old boat musem so we really loved visiting Odinn. We wrote them a note about our love and we even did an exercise to see if we all three fit in a lifesaving boat. ( I will not show you that photo, no way)

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And then it was bye bye Iceland, nice to see you again Norway and a day trip to the Oslo Opera House.

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And the sad time of going back home, that we never photograph, came. That was it, a lot of photos that might not say much to you but I find them fun and full of memories.  It was one of the best trips ever despite the weather and the short days. I loved every second of it and cannot wait for the next trip, not so far away if I come to think about it.

I need to thank my friends for the photos and for the companionship.  Luv you, guys!

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Islanda, sau pe unde mi-a ramas inima: Jokulsarlon ( ep 1)

Am mers in locul meu preferat din Islanda, la Jokulsarlon pe cea mai rea vreme posibila. Ploua in rafale atat de puternice incat hainele mele de iarna au cedat nervos in primele 10 minute si s-au transformat intr-un costum de scafandru murat in care am alergat de colo colo ca o nebuna o zi intreaga.  Bocancii ramasesera singurii uscati, dar apoi am uitat sa fiu cu ochii pe valuri cat ma luptam cu trepiedul si cu o bucata stralucitoare de gheata si m-am trezit cu oceanul in sosete.

Vanam cadrul asta. Nu-i asa ca a meritat?

Vanam cadrul asta. Nu-i asa ca a meritat?

Manusile de polar, singurele cu care puteam manevra aparatul, erau mai mult decat ude si inutile, obiectivul nu mai focaliza printre atatea picaturi de apa, colegii mei de drum stateau inghetati in masina si ma injurau, iar eu nu puteam decat sa gandesc cat de frumoasa e viata si ce minune era sa fiu acolo, chiar si pe o vreme mizerabila, cu aparatul gata sa cedeze, cu plaja neagra, perfecta, gheata, valurile si pasarile dansand intr-o simfonie nebuna, mai nebuna decat mine incercand sa tin trepiedul nemiscat cu mainile inghetate si gandindu-ma, stupid, ca mi-ar fi prins bine o umbrela si ca data viitoare voi lua una cu mine.

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Acum doar imaginati-va o Marry Poppins colorata zburand pe deasupra lagunei agatata de o umbrela, cu un trepied in mana, inca incercand sa suprinda cadrul perfect, visul islandez cu munti, ghetari si pasari in zbor.

Cand nu mai faceam fata ploii si frigului ma aruncam in masina ca sa usuc manusile, mainile si sa scurg de apa aparatul. Apoi realizam cat de frumos si nebunesc e ce se intampla afara si o luam de la capat cu alergatul de nauca, cu trepiedul in brate : ba vedeam muntii printre valuri de ceata, ba vedeam valurile agitate si ghetarii leganandu-se de parca erau dintr-un cu totul alt film, ba vedeam focile care pareau sa se miste destul de incet cat sa vedem cat sunt de frumoase, si destul de repede cat sa nu le pot fotografia.

Eterna ora albastra islandeza, de iarna

Eterna ora albastra islandeza, de iarna

Plaja aia neagra plina de bucati perfecte de gheata, lumina aia ingrozitoare, zbuciumul nebunesc al valurilor, o simfonie alerta de trairi si senzatii, goana haotica dupa cadrul perfect cand de fapt traiam clipa perfecta sunt lucruri pe care nu le voi uita niciodata si pe care imi doresc sa le vizez noapte de noapte pana la urmatoarea calatorie catre tarmul negru caruia as vrea sa ii dedic o vacanta intreaga.

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Daca, de fapt cand o sa ma mut in Islanda o sa stau o saptamana pe plaja neagra de la Jokulsarlon cu cortul, singura, « vanand » bucati perfecte de gheata, cer albastru, foci si pasari, dar doar in scopuri fotografice. Evident, o sa imi iau un trepied mai zdravan si un cort pe care o sa il ancorez de ghetar.

Acum o sa va rog sa faceti abstractie de calitatea imaginilor care urmeaza si sa le priviti strict prin ochii unor copii care au obiceiul de a cauta forme si chipuri in nori, in apa si de ce nu, in fragmente de ghetari.

a fish

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watchful dog

alien ship

Desi se ajunge greu la Jokulsarlon, laguna merita o zi din timpul vostru. Orice iubitor de natura, geografie, fotografie sau toate trei se va indragosti iremediabil de amalgamul de fenomene si obiective intalnite atat la laguna cat si in drum spre ea. Drumul catre laguna prin centrul insulei trece pe cel mai lung pod din tara, cea mai inalta stanca din interiorul tarii (Lomagnupur), si cel mai inalt varf din Islanda(Hvannadalshnukur), unul pe care am vrea sa urcam data viitoare. Tot in drum se pot vizita ghetari spectaculosi, dar se poate face si ocol spre Hekla, Eyjafjallajokull sau Landmannalaugar. Daca nu stiti ce sunt numele enumerate mai sus cautati-le pe google images si va asigur ca Islanda va va bantui toate visele legate de calatorii mult timp de acum inainte.

Daca vreti sa visati cu adevarat, lasati-va pe mana profesionistilor si vizitati site-urile urmatoare: http://www.iuriebelegurschi.com/ , http://www.dorinbofan.com/ProjectPI. Cei doi mari fotografi au intalnit si trait visul islandez (unul este chiar rezident) si au toata admiratia mea pentru modul in care au reusit sa il deseneze cu lumina si sa ni-l aduca mai aproape, noua, cei mai putin talentati, inspirati sau capabili sa ajunga acolo cu usurinta.

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