About Us
If you’re looking for someone to pose you by a waterfall and call it a day – keep scrolling.
If you’re ready to drag your love through moss, mist, and meaning – we’re already lacing our boots.
We weren’t dropped into Iceland – we were forged in it.
This island raised us on stormlight and sea salt. We’ve been shaped by sideways rain, tempered by glacier winds, and taught to see beauty in the mess. We gave up polished long ago. Out here, it’s about the real: windswept hair, muddy boots, and eyes full of something ancient. This isn’t just where we live – it’s the rhythm that runs through everything we create.
Where the art begins
We don’t photograph the version of you that shows up for polite dinner parties.
We photograph the one who laughs with their whole face. The one who runs barefoot toward the light. The one who forgets the camera is even there.
What we do isn’t about perfect. It’s about pulse.
It’s about the in-between – the hand squeeze before the vows, the shared grin when the wind whips your hair into madness, the quiet look that says, “Yeah, this is it.”
We shoot fast, loose, and fully alive. Because love doesn’t need a script – it just needs space to be real.
So drop the act. Bring the storm.
We’ll meet you there.
Your love doesn’t need to shrink, straighten, soften, or explain itself to be photographed here. If it’s real, it belongs. Full stop.
Gay. Trans. Bi. Ace. Poly. Interracial. Interfaith. Nonbinary. Neurospicy. Loud. Tender. Unapologetically you.
You’re not a footnote. You’re the headline.
We’re not just waving the flag. We are the thunderstorm it flies in.
So bring your full self. Your sacred mess. Your radical joy.
Let the world adjust.
We’ll be right here – lens focused, fangs out, capturing every feral, defiant, glorious moment of it.
We met on a wild, chaotic night – messy, unexpected, a little unhinged. The kind of night that writes its own myth. Since then, we’ve carved out a life that’s anything but ordinary – choosing creativity over convention, and letting Iceland’s unruly beauty shape the rhythm of our days.
We weren’t groomed for this world of lace and timelines. We’re not bridal trend experts. We don’t know this season’s top ten bouquet colors. But we do know how to read a storm rolling over a glacier ridge, and we can smell rain an hour before it falls. Our expertise isn’t in perfection – it’s in presence.
For over a decade, we’ve studied how light slips through fog, how emotion flares in the middle of a kiss, how love looks when it’s drenched, windswept, barefoot, and unguarded. That’s where the magic lives. That’s what we chase.
We’re not here to style perfection – we’re here to bottle up truth. Real emotion. Raw connection. The electricity between two people, caught in the wild, unposed and alive.
Our images aren’t built on poses. They’re built on moments – fleeting, imperfect, human. We work quietly, intuitively, letting the story unfold without forcing it. Our backgrounds in storytelling and visual art taught us to listen with our eyes and to wait for the heartbeat of a scene before pressing the shutter.
We don’t just photograph weddings. We witness them. We document what it felt like to be there, so you can return to that feeling again and again – years from now, when the moss is greener in your memory and your clothes are finally dry.
“We still walk the same trails we bring our couples to – still stop at the same ridgelines to catch our breath and whisper “damn” at the view.
We still cry at the weirdest moments during ceremonies (usually when no one’s looking).
And we still high-five each other behind the camera when everything clicks.
This work? It’s not a job.
It’s a part of who we are. And it always will be.“
Iceland isn’t where we work. It’s who we work with.
This land shaped us. It fights back. It welcomes in. It demands respect and offers magic in return.
We don’t just take people into nature for the views – we bring them here to remember what it’s like to feel. To run wild. To breathe deep. To let the primal part of you speak for a while.
Yes, we treat this place with reverence – but not as a museum. This isn’t about standing quietly behind ropes. This is about play, connection, presence. The kind that leaves your boots muddy and your soul stirred.
Proof We’re Not Just Howling Into the Void
We’ve photographed over 300 wild-hearted weddings and elopements, from windswept black sand beaches to glacier peaks where the air’s so thin it makes your vows sound holy.
Our work’s been published, awarded, and occasionally mistaken for scenes from a fever dream. We’ve cried behind the camera. Danced in the rain. And somehow convinced people we know what we’re doing. (We do. Mostly.)
Here’s what happens when love meets instinct… and the industry howls back.
Kelsey & George
Hiring Styrmir and Heiðdís for a photoshoot in Iceland was one of my best life decisions. Our photos are absolutely incredible. And almost more importantly, my husband and I had a tremendous time shooting with them.
Still reading?
can’t
be posed.
wild hearts
don’t wear veils.
they burn maps
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write vows
in mud and lightning.
if you’re
still reading,
it’s already begun.