IMAGES BY OLIVIA RODRIGUES '18
Besides the subdued greens and occasional oranges of the inland landscapes, Iceland is the closest I’ve come to seeing in black and white. I came with the intention to document the country in color, but Iceland kind of demanded to be seen in a polarized way. It felt like a constantly clashing place, Eurasia crashing with the American tectonic plates, water falling onto jagged rocks, and steam pushing up against the soil. Certainly a strange place to find absolute peace like I did.