Føroyar, the light

Out of the darkness arrives the spring. The oystercatchers arrive, the snow melts, the fresh winds blow. Spring in the Faroes is the arrival of light.

I photographed the islands as the seasons changed. The story is also a metaphor for the arrival of new ways in the Faroes. Like ships arriving on the horizon at dawn, these islands in the North Atlantic are gradually being visited by the influence of the wider world.

At Easter the young people who have been studying abroad return home, bringing with them new ideas and energy. Like soil on the feet of visiting birds, these ideas mix with the old ways and something new is born.

Playing football on the island of Kalsoy in the summer.