My Antarctica
. . Enjoy the Viewing Room here. . My Antarctica . Antarctica is … well see that’s the problem. Antarctica is so otherworldly it defies easy description. Sublimely overwhelming, it’s a place of contradictions and mystery It’s desolate; it’s alive. It’s immense; it’s intimate. It’s lyrical; it’s brutal. It’s so remote and yet it touches the rest of the world in one way or another. . Life . The Antarctica I know, the peninsula, is surrounded by waters teeming with life – plankton, krill, fish, seals, whales and bird after bird after bird. Its waters feed the world’s waters. But every time I turn my gaze inland, I remember why they call it the crystal desert; its 5,000 meter thick ice receives less precipitation than the Sahara; there there are almost no signs of...
