Billowing Out to Somewhere

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Billowing Out to Somewhere

I had the most amazing dream the other night. I must have awoken somewhere in the midst as I remember vivid details so clearly, even several days later. Much like those lucid dreams I often exercised when I was much much younger. I had the superhero power of simply closing my eyes, remembering a past dream and instantaneously positioning myself in said dream in absolute control of the events taking place before me. Now it takes me forever to fall asleep and I’m lucky if anything miraculous takes the stage behind these closed eyelids. Perhaps we lose the ability when college hits and the metabolism disappears!

But this dream was breathtaking. Before you start believing I am speaking in metaphors or that I must have been on drugs, I can assure you this is truly not the case! Two days after the vernal equinox (and appearance of the full moon) and behind closed eyes, the moon stood out between two buildings, beckoning with blinding light for a meeting. I left my father behind in search of dinner, excused myself with my camera. Of course I had my camera on hand, with my zoom attached, ready and poised. By the time I breached the buildings, I found myself standing out on the edge of a cliff overlooking vastness. The earth dropped away to air and a million stars surrounded my purview like a sprinkling of fairy dust. But to create more grandeur to an already magical scene, the presence of the moon shifted the gravitational pull of our entire solar system. Not only could I see the details of the moon, but I stood in awe of Jupiter, gasping as it rotated on its axis before my eyes. The delicious colors of coral red and tangerine orange, swirling in an out beneath the surface, while it’s moons circled about, casting shadows across this giant planet.

At that moment, I felt everything and nothing.

I felt as if the universe pulled back the curtain for just a moment to bestow inspiration down upon me. To make me realize and understand that no matter how small I might feel, or beaten down and exhausted, that I, that we, are all a part of a much bigger picture. Far greater than we can even begin to fathom.

And then gratitude gently flowed through me.

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Behind the Scenes of a Conceptual Photograph

©Marisa S White - White Sparks Photography - Behind the Scenes of a Conceptual Photograph
Once again, as I sit and think about the next encounter with these amazing people I call Fromagis, I can’t help but reflect back on the past experience. One riddled with laughter and majesty. A place where not only you can dream up surreal images as you stare out into vastness, but then can turn around and share in a birthday sing along with the world’s largest moon pie.

That’s what happened when we arrived in Reynisdrangar. A mere cloudless sky snagged our initial opportunity to shoot. Truly, not my typical scene as the harsh shadows can often corrupt even the prettiest. But sometimes it works and you just go with it…grab Rebeca for a photoshoot on the rocks and watch her hair fly!

But finally, the sun began its descent for the next several long, slow hours causing all the tourists to trickle out of the area as the clock reached 10pm, then 11pm. We had the place to ourselves for the most part admiring the landscape, sitting on a black beach watching the waves break upon the shore.

Capt. Awesome keeps requesting our return. One day.

 

 

©Marisa S White - White Sparks Photography - Behind the Scenes of a Conceptual Photograph

Behind the Scenes shot. :-)

©Marisa S White - White Sparks Photography - Behind the Scenes of a Conceptual Photograph

Bonnie walks into the sunset along with the other tourists.

©Marisa S White - White Sparks Photography - Behind the Scenes of a Conceptual Photograph

The endless black beaches stretch far as they wrap around to greet Dyrólaey.

©Marisa S White - White Sparks Photography - Behind the Scenes of a Conceptual Photograph

The gift of the full moon rising as we sang Happy Birthday to Bonnie.

And while you’re here. Check out this beautiful video Rebeca created from our adventure. You know you want to…maybe just a little bit.

It makes my heart smile.

 

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