On the rugged coast of the fishing village of Arnarstapi, on the enchanting Snæfellsnes peninsula, raging waves crash with unprecedented force against the black basalt columns. The water pounds upwards in a swirling dance of white foam and spray, while the jet-black rocks remain steadfast, shaped by centuries of natural violence. The slow shutter speed adds extra dynamics, making the movement of the sea almost tangible. A scene that reflects Iceland's indomitable energy: raw, pure and compelling.
My name is Gerry van Roosmalen, photographer and author with a passion for images and stories that touch. After years in the corporate world, I followed my heart and chose photography in 2002. I completed the Fotovakschool in Apeldoorn, specialising in portrait and reportage photography.
Documentary and landscape..
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