In Iceland, when the mists descend, perspective is scrambled. Robbed of context and references, the very small can be mistaken for the very large. A boulder becomes a mountain. A stream becomes a river. With a camera in hand, it's a pleasant task to wander around the pitted black earth and hunt for these instances. Frame things just right, leaving out the tell-tale stakes of a fence or a tentative spreading of moss, and you can create your own Himalayas. The eye is eager to be tricked. The brain is eager to fill in any absences. Click.
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