The idea for Inkavik goes back a long way.
During my first trip to Iceland, in 2008, a friend and I spotted this strange and fascinating region: the HornstrandirAn isolated peninsula, without roads, without permanent dwellings, at the end of the Icelandic world.
We dreamed of going there. But due to lack of time, we had to give upThe desire, however, remained.

In 2016, I returned to Iceland, this time with another person. And this time again, the Hornstrandir eluded me.
I had chosen to go there without plane, taking the road and the boat from Switzerland, crossing Europe by car and ferry, to the northern fjords. But logistically, I was not ready to tackle this isolated area.
The Hornstrandir kept his distance, like a postponed promise.

From, the idea matured, calmly.
For two or three years now, I've been feeling the urge to go back there again. But this time, in a different way.
Not to “check a box”, but to take the time, observe, tell.

And one day, it became obvious:
What if I went with an artist?
Someone to draw, paint, capture this raw nature, this silence, these rare lights.
Someone to add another dimension to this journey: no longer just go there, but bring back something to share.

This is how it was born Inkavik :
A project of slow journey, illustrated on the spot, without a plane, across Iceland.
A travel diary made of watercolors, stories, encounters and unexpected events.
A book to be published in 2026, as a trace of a profoundly human journey.