Lazy days. Spotting shadows. Point and shoot.

It has been crazy hot for some days here in Sweden. A little bit beyond the ordinary heatwave we usually have at spring. And I love every second of it. Even if I don’t find it very pleasant when it’s time to go to bed. Shit bad sleep. But it’s worth it all at the … Continue reading Lazy days. Spotting shadows. Point and shoot.


  ... This was not easy. Staying away and avoid making a post. At first, it was a relief not thinking about what to write about. Even if I know that nobody else but me decides if I want or need to write anything at all besides posting photos. But apparently, I can’t stay … Continue reading Well…

a Strange kind of Love

Time to take time, time to make time. I think I really need to walk this path for a while. The slow beside the fast. Aware but don’t care. Breaking patterns again. Shooting, processing, sharing, blogging. A strange kind of love. But I really need this one. The walk away. Pathfinder reading a Strange kind of Love

Deep sea fishing with a kite in the sky

Sometimes, I wonder. . Am I depressed without knowing it? Deeply down under totally unaware that I’m locked up in an imaginary cage hidden behind a thin wall of imaginary happiness in a infinite darkness? Creating an imaginary life in the darkness. Painting with light in the dark room. Like a star in the … Continue reading Deep sea fishing with a kite in the sky

Life is On

Hello Universe Just another journey through life, time and space. Saturday Mars Twenty-four; Earth Hour. Life unplugged. The stillness, the silence, the information overload shutdown. All those photos whenever wherever. All those blog posts. What’s the point? How should I know? Everything happens for a reason. What reason? As I said, how should … Continue reading Life is On

Spaceship Mars

Fasten youre seatbelt. Get ready for a ride. It’s cold and so am I. Thick in my throat, sneezing, flows from the nose and feeling dull. And it feels like we move forward in the wrong direction. The closer we get to spring the colder it becomes. I can’t remember … Continue reading Spaceship Mars