Early in my career I had an unforgettable glimpse of Winter solstice light in Iceland when my Icelandic Air plane landed there 30 years ago.
It wasn’t dawn, but it wasn’t dark either. It was a late December twilight in a very mystical profound way. Eerie, unsettling and beautiful.
Since this was a brief stopover at the airport, I vowed to return one day.
That hasn’t happened. But the Icelandic light there never left me.
Daniel P Quinn, Producing Director, ArtsPR in 2020.
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