Pyramiden/ / Spitsbergen / Norway / 04.09.2019
I imagined Spitsbergen and the city of Pyramiden quite differently. We’d walked a hundred meters or so, and before us lay the black and white landscape of the Arctic. White skies, snow-capped mountains with barren black-brown earth below them. A depressing image of lifelessness. No frost, no hint of glaciers, no sign of life. Later on, it turned out that there is life, only we can’t see it.
Flores Island / Indonesia / 02 2006
The entire island of Flores is saturated in a thousand shades of green. We are driving among rice paddies, plantations stretching as far as the eye can see, where small people scuttle about like ants. Indonesia is a string of volcanic islands bustling with life. Colourful. Each island is a different story. It’s humid and sultry, which further enhances the colour saturation. It’s the rainy season. When the rains fall, everything comes to life. Every inch of earth on Flores is an entire cosmos of life.
Bartosz Kruger, the man responsible for our safety on Spitsbergen, holding the photo and never parting with his gun.
Each photograph used during the journey stops being luggage, changes its destiny, takes on a new life. It creates a unique travel sack with a story in the background. Always just one. One shot, one sack. Luggage (no excess)
