I've photographed a few outcasts in society, Edda was one of them. She passed away this April, she was 57 years old. I took these pictures of her around 2003. She suffered from a mental problem and used to walk up and down the main street in Reykjavik every day. Sometimes she would sit at the bus terminal and drink a few beers. I always noticed her because of the sadness in her eyes. I talked to her for a while and she opened up a bit and there was some joy inside of her.
I got to know a man last year that knew her before she became insane. He told me that she was a lesbian and one of the first to come out of the closet in Iceland. He believes that the social rejection drove her to substance abuse and the mental problems followed. I know that many people left Iceland back then because they were gay, she was one of them.
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