DRIFTING

SERMILIGAAQ SPIT, EAST GREENLAND

Here on the ice-fjord we venture the most capricious route-finding. Our aspirations swing wildly with the wild terrain. We’re prepared for solo reconnoitering, yet soothed by the hum of a hunter's passing boat. Scrambling gneiss bedrock becomes our passion. Convoluted, metamorphic stripes, grainy footholds on dreamlines, trace a possible evolutionary direction. Though we know that as a species we‘re lost.