Suspension

At Gullfoss, everyone moves toward the waterfall. I moved in the opposite direction, following the flow carved by water over millennia.

What emerged was the canyon. Not as perspective, not as depth, but as accumulated force.

I tilted the camera to hold the entire tension within a single gesture.

What I saw was no longer water.

It became pure reflection. A frozen surface rising back through the canyon, as if energy itself were reclaiming the valley.