About Maktak and Gasoline
My first trip to Point Hope was at the end of September 2008. I had jumped at the opportunity to travel to Alaska, but had no idea what to expect.
By chance really, I ended up in Point Hope. A small Inupiaq whaling community, on a land spit into the Arctic Ocean.
Coming from a densely populated part of Europe where landscape is in service of people, I felt amazed, really small and somewhat scared.
I felt I was at the end of the world. Then I met Art, he said, ‘No, this is the beginning’.
And so it was.
I fell in love with Art, I fell in love with the Arctic, I fell in love with life in Point Hope.
Nine years later I published my photobook ‘Maktak and Gasoline’, which photographically portrays this love.
My first trip to Point Hope was at the end of September 2008. I had jumped at the opportunity to travel to Alaska, but had no idea what to expect.
By chance really, I ended up in Point Hope. A small Inupiaq whaling community, on a land spit into the Arctic Ocean.
Coming from a densely populated part of Europe where landscape is in service of people, I felt amazed, really small and somewhat scared.
I felt I was at the end of the world. Then I met Art, he said, ‘No, this is the beginning’.
And so it was.
I fell in love with Art, I fell in love with the Arctic, I fell in love with life in Point Hope.
Nine years later I published my photobook ‘Maktak and Gasoline’, which photographically portrays this love.