For the past five or so years, I have tried to offer an exceptionally different trip into the interior of Iceland.

In the wintertime, the middle of the country is uninhabited. It is a pure wilderness. Almost every man-made mark on the landscape is buried for months under several metres of snow and ice.

It’s been a real adventure to come into the interior. When you are working with almost nothing, the ‘framework’, or ‘skeletal’ aspects of the landscape become more evident. I think the graphic forms that are evident here are quite tantalising, and I have never been to such an empty place in my entire life. It is incomparable. Unique.

I have been convinced for many years that all landscapes have a foundation structure. Just zoom out of your images to look at them as thumbnails, and their underlying structure becomes visible.

I’m not sure I will return to the interior in wintertime. There simply hasn’t been the demand or interest levels to keep running a tour. Which is a shame, because I think you get a real experience of what it must be like to be in the middle of an ice sheet, for the fraction of the cost of going to Greenland or Antartica.

But I am certain of one thing, and that is; this landscape has changed my view of photography forever.

I don’t think I can look at more traditional landscapes any longer, without seeing the basic framework that holds them together. As I say: this landscape has changed me forever.