Tailfin

Gabriel Dunsmith
Sep 6, 2018 · 1 min read

We are all carved from the earth, and we lean into each other at our hour of need. Sometimes life is smooth and other times it is scored. From day to day, you never know what you’ll get.

What if we only see small parts of things, never the whole? What if the treasure we seek is buried deep below? What if that which was always mundane takes on a new form in our eyes, becoming sacred? Two stones become a whale tail rising from the sea — a grey sea of grit and cobble. The ocean’s great mystery is here before us, in the middle of the city. She is perpetually about to disappear below the waves.

The trees flutter just the same. But it is I who’ve changed.

Nætur: Dispatches from Iceland

People, place and ephemera in the Far North.

Gabriel Dunsmith

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Exploring the human relationship to place in Reykjavík, Iceland.

Nætur: Dispatches from Iceland

People, place and ephemera in the Far North.

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