Námaskarð, Iceland. View the very first set from photos I took while working on the Outliers Vol 1: Iceland film.
I’m not entirely sure how to pronounce the name of this area and I don’t plan on succeeding at trying. The Icelandic language is not an easy language to pick up. Especially for someone with a slight southern California drawl. I just simply call it “the mud pits”. If there was ever a moment in my life where everything was yin and yang – this place was it. It was extremely loud. It was extremely silent. It was in motion. It was still. It was volatile. It was peaceful. It was empty. It was full. It was hot. It was cold. It was everything and I can’t explain why. The day we were there, no one else was in the area. It was sleeting wet, icy snow all over us. Soaking our equipment, hands and minds.
It’s moments like these where I’m glad I don’t like to travel during tourist season. Had we gone in the more optimal conditions of summer, who knows how many people would have been out there getting in the way of our work. We had this unique place all to ourselves. If anything were to have gone wrong, for example, someone falling into a pit, we would have been screwed. In fact, that almost did happen. Moments after the photographer shooting one of the mud pits in one of the photos above, Mark, slipped into one of the pits as he had gotten to close and ground gave away. Very, very fortunately he avoided catastrophe and got himself out with minor burns to his ankle and a muddy boot. Had he fallen in all the way… I don’t even want to imagine.
This is the first set of images I’m releasing slowly. For all those that supported this project, thank you. Your support gave us an incredible opportunity to make a film that is truly a piece of art that breaths a breath of fresh air into realm of documentaries. I can’t wait to share more with everyone.
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