‘In September 2013 I was 22 years old. I had just started my graduation year of Photography.
Living in a society in which every is done very quickly, in which there is a continuous pressure to be better than the others. Addicted to social media and a control freak of the highest order. A society in which I felt lonely very often. Lonely also because I had been ill for a long time.
But what is loneliness really? Does that even exist? I wondered what it would be like to be away from the rat race. To be unreachable 24 hours a day. To be really alone. Just to see what each day would bring you. To be dependent on nature.
That’s how I came to Caldey Island. A small island off the coast of Wales with twelve monks and sixteen inhabitants. Without streetlights and without a supermarket. Back in time, it seems. On 2 January 2014 I got on the plane to Bristol for the first time. Armed with only an old Nokia and 5 Euros call credit for emergencies. No internet!
I spent seven weeks at this remote place; an island no bigger than 2 square kilometres. The weeks on Caldey were magnificent, hard, beautiful, frustrating, lonely, scary, intense and fantastic. I have tried to bring these feelings together in the book ‘Weather Permitting’.
A book that will take you momentarily away from society. It will make you think about how it was and still can be.
After my return home I spent weeks on selection, writing the texts and design, together with Linda Braber (Only in Burundi, Mr. Right). And so ‘Weather Permitting’ originated. – Ilse Wolf.
‘They say that if you’re at Caldey for one year, you can still get back.
Just walk out the front door.
The second year, you will have to jump out of the window.
The third year, you just can’t.
Many people decided to come here for a few months.
And they have been here for forty years.’