Finding a place where time moves at a pace.

A pace that feels like home.

Ice floats free under the arctic sky in East Greenland on a summer afternoon.
August, 2013.
I can’t help but have a feeling that in this age of connectedness where all things are easily found more is being lost than being found. Wild places and exploration included.
Holga 120N and Kodak Porta 400 iso film.
Where is the outrage:
Last year, it was reported that more people died from selfie-related deaths than shark attacks.
🙂
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