I was amazed. Blackness was very powerful. Tough and rough. No for sweet and cosy. Carved with an axe - so to speak.
Powerful sea meets vulgano.
Frozen trolls, giants. When I took this photo, I could see something - a frozen movement, faces of trolls, giants...pulling something...like old-fashioned fisherman did.
Can you imagine what kind of life these men have had? Story goes that they competed by lifting stones in this beach...who is the strogest? I guess you should be - life was not too easy then. Look at their clothing.
Black on black. This kind of landscapes takes you to the land of imagination. It's easy to imagine, how different kind of artists have been inspired by all of this and many more. I'm going to continue my Iceland story with few more posts. I was very lucky to be there.