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The first time I rode a horse in Iceland was in 2012. Since then I have returned several times.  Long-distance riding requires more horses than riders to avoid making the horses too tired. In this way, riders can regularly switch horses, and, after carrying a rider for a while, the horses can return to the herd of horses running unbridled and unsaddled. So, there are front riders and back riders with the herd running freely between them. What fascinates me in particular is the unity of the herd and how the horses merge into the surroundings. Like a long snake, they move across the landscape, which, in one and the same day, can change from desert to green mountains via fields of spiky lava and turquoise blue water. The most forbidden thing for riders is to find themselves in the middle of the herd. Everyone is expected to stay in front or behind it. But, as I hold the reins in one hand and the camera in the other, I often land up exactly where I shouldn’t. Subconsciously, I seem to want to be part of that group, and my photos attempt to convey this specific feeling –  the feeling of being one with the horses and nature.


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