Where the ice is blue

Iceland Storytelling

It’s a cold and wild atmosphere, everything seems in harmony. No disturbance comes to tickle this painting, and in a silence that mixes with this infinite white, the eyes wander and thoughts fly away: as impressive as this glacier may seem, Vatnajökull is however doomed to disappear.

In a slow countdown, the effects of global warming will induce the melting of the entire ice field on which we find ourselves within two hundred years. This ephemeral beauty, withered by the time, offers a completely different experience with the cold: after walking, in the heart of the most biting frost is discovered an inhuman beauty buried in the entrails of the glacier.

Like a mill, rainwater and glacial meltwater in summer dig long tunnels in the thickness of the ice caps, routed like streams into crevices, and crystallize with the onset of cold in autumn.

Every year, ice caves of varying sizes and shapes appear in different places. As these are natural caves, they change and evolve permanently according to the climate and the weather, known to be changing in Iceland. The difference can be expressed a few days apart: a cold wave can make the cave narrower, difficult to access, and quickly bristle with impressive stalactites; while milder temperatures will suffice to erode part of the cave and to enlarge its interior volume.

Today, many of us want to give ourselves the thrill and engulf ourselves in the ice cave. Even if the bottom of the frozen cavity is narrow, the almost spellbinding tourmaline light makes us forget the affluence.

The crystal cave is incredibly beautiful from the inside. The meeting wakes up a few inaccurate memories of images seen in magazines.

Under strong pressure, the ice contains no air bubbles. Almost all of the daylight is absorbed and leaves only the color of a sky of ice, almost varnished, pure blue as at the beginning of the world. Nature is in its raw state. A long period of rain swept the layer of snow on the surface of Vatnajökull, meeting the conditions to admire the blue color chart in all its tones.

To the left of the entrance, a skylight captures natural light through a hole, and partially illuminates the blind room.

Sometimes a few drops of water fall from the glass ceiling, reminding us to have like a huge frozen lake above our heads: here, the landscape is like nothing known on earth.