Here you can find work in progress, Holga photos, travel photos, snaps from around town and, occasionally, ones from the file boxes that have never found a spot to call home. The nice thing about a blog is that I can show you new work in a less formal fashion than on my web page. I post on a regular basis, so check back. You can follow me on Instagram @ jonnycakes7
I carried a couple of Holgas on the trip. Olive and Cooper at Godafoss. This photo is 100% analog.
On the road to Hverir.
Hverir is a large geothermal area of mud pools, fumaroles and sticky red dirt. It’s hot, stinky and not unlike being on another planet.
Definitely worth a look if you’re traveling in North Iceland!
Seydisfjördur is a picturesque little town in East Iceland. My favorite site was Olive’s black boots on this colorful, brick walkway.
In case you thought the only thing happening in Iceland is the dramatic landscape, Höfn is know for fresh local lobster! Heimahumar Local Langoustine has the best lobster soup ever and super, tasty lobster wraps! And, it’s a food truck- hipsters take note!
Evening, low tide, fog hovering offshore, we could hear waves breaking on the sand bars beyond the harbor. It felt so special, so different. Maybe because it was Iceland???
Also known as “glacier lagoon”, Jökulsárlón is another example of Iceland’s dramatic landscape!
Just off the Ring Road, it’s a popular tourist stop!
Beautiful beaches, green farms and fields and glaciers too! We spent half a day hiking on Fjallsjökull Glacier. Fjallsjökull is small part of a huge glacial system in Vatnajökull National Park in Southeast Iceland.
Alfred, our guide was knowledgeable, low key and had a dry sense of humor. Here he is pointing out fun facts about glaciers!
Alfred, striking a pose!
The view from the bottom of Fjallsjökull.
Alice walking out after the hike. That’s Fjallsjökull in the background.
Cooper, Olive and Alice on the black sand beach at Vik. The water temperature is like Santa Cruz in the winter.
Just around the corner from Vik is Reynishverfi Beach.
Plenty of smooth, flat, round rocks for skipping!
After a day of rainy travel this is the scene that greeted us the next morning.
A country road winding it’s way to the North Atlantic. Iceland is New Zealand on steroids!
Icelandic horses (don’t call them ponies) are a breed developed in Iceland from ponies brought by Norse settlers in the 9th and 10th centuries.
This was taken inside the Harpa Concert Hall in Reykjavik. Amazing architecture!