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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, my students, new family members and friends. 

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.