Contemplations and reflections from a traverse Dieso.

Antarctica is a land of contemplation.

  • One of our greatest freedoms is how we react to things.

Yet, for the most part, we remain imprisoned in a false sense of belief that all our actions and beliefs are in affirmation.

Feel your breath.

  • I wonder if there is a school of unlearning?

Pride and humility. Qualities required in adequate balance and just as much oversight - with the ability to admit wrongdoing and retrace your steps to a position of insight.

Two steps forward, one step backwards.

  • We can only see the outside, yet everything happens on the inside.

In a world full of sensory overload and disillusion, seeing the architect through the commotion is rare and fleeting. Deprivation compels new levels of understanding and patience.

Two ears, one mouth.

- Tim Harris

Snow blowing over some low rocky hills, blending into a grey sky in the background.
The sun is heavily filtered through some hazy cloud, and is lighting up an ice covered ground.
A triangle shaped wedge of ice is positioned between some cracks in a piece of rock.
Long, low icebergs are scattered around a flat calm stretch of water. There are low rock hills in the background and the sky is clear of cloud.
The sun is just above the horizon of silhouetted icebergs. The sky is filled with ribbons of cloud that are reflecting the colour from the sun. To the far left of the photo stands a single cross, in memory of a Casey Expeditioner who died here in 1979.
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