RAW
Iceland
A black sand beach on the south coast.
A sea stack holds the centre of the frame, weathered and unmoving, while the ocean breaks against it. Above the foam, gulls. They sail through the storm without effort, skimming the wave crests as if the chaos beneath them were a current to ride.
The rock endures. The sea attacks. The birds play. Three relationships to the same weather, in the same frame, none of them yielding to the others.
Single capture from Iceland. No composite.
Part of the Coexistence body of work —
images where different states share the same frame as neighbors, not as opposites.