Myth of a Woman
When does history become myth? How does that myth record a truth?
I immigrated to Iceland 13 years ago. I married an Icelander.
I’m often asked, “Why Iceland?”
My reasons range from a rural lifestyle, a good job, beautiful nature, and my response ends on Icelandic women.
I am documenting a path in life I never planned or expected.
In my eyes, the female spirit in Iceland encompasses strength and community. This strength has served as an inspiration in my life as an immigrant.
I photograph myself.
The inclusion of myself into these places represents a connectedness to a place.
These photographs are my myths. They are my love, hopes, fears, and strength.
They are my truth.