Who, in the southern hemisphere, thinks they will ever go to Qaqortoq, Greenland? Visiting this one small fishing village gives just a glimpse of the huge continent. A stark, harsh landscape filled with the friendliest people. A colourful settlement that kind of slaps you in the face with a big “WE ARE HERE”. Beautiful.
It was an eerie place, as most graveyards are, but being such a remote settlement made the ability to survive so much more potent and to see those that had passed so much more tragic.
This man was an artist who wanted me to buy a piece of his art for USD$50. Even though I didn’t buy it he was so keen for me to see his work – amazing!
This was just one of a series I shot around the markets near the marina. There were children nearby watching seals get slaughtered into their parts for meat, it was just a natural every thing for them. Being brought up with meat and poultry packaged in a sanitised way I felt very confronted by it all but that’s the beauty of travel. It opens up your mind with new experiences, seeing how others live, getting to the heart of the matter. Such a simple thing like where does your food come from? Very powerful.
With a lot of difficulty, sign language and waving of cash I was able to go with a group to one of the icebergs floating just beyond the harbour. We circled this massive ice giant listening to the water dripping in parts and cascading in others off the side as it melted into the sea. The colour was so vivid and the shapes it created was spectacular!
