My friend Elin is turning out to be quite the photographer. To my delight, her work is turning increasingly abstract, and her latest batch is of frozen bubbles. What fascinates me is the sense of spindrift in the crystalline structures. And the ephemeral nature of it; of ice, water, air. Delicately frozen in time, frozen in the photos.
Yes, they are for sale as prints (with or without frames) from her own A2 high-quality printer (“–shit! that is expensive!”). Since I am the evil webmaster that has to get her site to become a shop it is not all in place yet, but contact her through this page and she will help you out.
I mean. They are fucking gorgeous, no?