A luminous face rises again and again from the hot waters of Iceland. An unknown face becoming, page by page and photo by photo, a multitude. Her face is a collection of expressions telling the weather. But here in this book with her – you become the weather.

« These photographs were taken in July and August of 1994. For a six-week period I traveled with Margret throughout Iceland. Using the naturally heated waters that are commonplace there, we went from pool to pool. We worked daily, mostly outsdie, and regardless of the changeable, often unpredictable climate that frequents the island. » Roni Horn