Skógafoss, Iceland.
The falls don’t greet you. They roar. They demand your presence the way a cathedral demands silence. Mist clings to your jacket.
The sound fills your chest, like weather you can feel from the inside. It’s not beautiful in the postcard sense. It’s better than that.
And you feel small in the best way.They don’t care that you’ve come.They don’t perform for your camera.
Ancient, indifferent, and louder than anything you’ve brought with you.
You’re a guest here. Nothing more.
Joshua Campbell
Director