Dogwalk

Sometimes, think… don’t wait for a special occasion to shoot something. Just shoot it. How stupid simple it ever may be. Actually, don’t think very much at all. Don’t care and see what happens. Just throw away the lens at something and click.

Don’t bother what camera you use. Use the one you have right here right now, which almost always is your smartphone. The soul of a photography is far more interesting, exciting and important than fabulous quality and fantastic views.

This is what I do, this is what I see a couple of times everyday – walking our dogs, and anytime in between. It’s so everyday common insignificant that I wanted to make some photos of it (ok, this particular moment occurred some weeks ago).

It’s easy to go blind and forget the beauty that actually live in those insignificant moments. Take care of them. They are more important than you may think in making life more interesting than you may think. Penetrate and go beyond what you take for granted.

This is my way to achieve more mindfulness in life. Even without making photos. But you need to remind yourself constantly about it to not forget it.

Opposite direction

The woods around the corner can take you really far away. In your mind even further.

Not wilderness big, but huge enough to get lost if you are unaccustomed. I used to trail run a lot in these woods. Both along small paths and completely off road, without maps or gears. I know almost every corner within miles (almost). And I dare to say, I can’t get lost here.

Nowadays I don’t run that much, not at all actually. I ran out of motivational gas. But I do like to take a walk here.

Strange that I don’t do that either very often any longer.

Today I surprised myself walking in opposite direction of what I thought I would do when I went out for a simple spontaneous photo walk.

Something in my head apparently wanted me to go to the woods. And I appreciated that unexpected move. This little 4km walk around reminded me of how simply awesome this place actually is.

I must be stupid not taking advantage of this privilege of having such a nice place around the corner.

There’s no place like nature, simple just as it is when you want to unplug, slow down and rebalance your mind. You need no more than just being there – totally free, makes freedom.

 

I know that I have written a lot lately about; strange that I don’t do it more often, about things I love to do. Well, that’s actually not strange at all – to much love. You can’t just do everything you love all the time.

 

 

 

Good Evening Mölndal

I should do it more often, but for some unknown reason, I haven’t. Shoot in the dark.

This is little big Mölndal in the late evening.

Prepare for a post loaded with shots.

I say big little city because Mölndal is actually a mid big city measured in Swedish measurement (almost 65.000 inhabitants). But compared to Gothenburg next door it’s small and makes Mölndal even smaller than it actually is. Because everybody prefers to go and be where you find most of your needs where the big things are and happen.

So the circumstances practically make Mölndal a suburb of Gothenburg.

And still, same as it ever was. Not very much happens here after dark. Some more life than during the cold and darker half of the year, but not very much. Things may change some when the new city center is finished.

The street life here mostly consists of people on their way passing through back home or to Gothenburg. So where the street life is, is where the trams and buses come and go. The further away you go (and that’s not far away) the less you see of human activity.

You’ll find some few others at the restaurants and some others at the store buying candy, soda, toothpaste, cigarettes and a banana. Some few more at the 24/seven gym. And if you peep through the windows of the Scandic hotel you may see some tourists.

Besides that, some few sporadic appearance of humans.

Not very entertaining. But soothing, in its own strange way. You won’t get stressed out of impressions anyway, rather the opposite. Especially if you do street photography. You are easily spotted as the strange man walking in circles with a camera.

I actually made most of my photography this evening doing the hip shot thing. Even if I really don’t like it very much I felt more comfortable doing it. I didn’t know what to expect (mostly from myself and what I wanted) and saw this visit mostly as a recon for future activity. Including re-learning and experiment with my camera settings.

Finding out things and what to expect.

I love to dwell in the dark. I used to love making photography in the dark. Back then it was more still life/street scape style with a tripod and long exposures.

Nowadays I don’t like tripods. I try to avoid needing one. I want to be light. Actually, I don’t even own a tripod, beside a little cheap bendable one primarily made for smartphones (but it’s usable with small cameras). I have it in my bag, but honestly, I don’t know why. I haven’t used it since I put it there.

When I was in my teens I was a night creature and usually made most of my photography at night. Back then I was b/w and analog, mostly. Carrying around a bunch of gear, and a tripod.

I think it’s time to revive more nightlight into my photography. Without a tripod. I want to evolve my street and candid passion into the darker times. Meaning shaky, blurry, out of focus flaws is not an issue, rather a potential moody touch. But of course, a razor sharp shot is always welcome.

I love technical bad but good photos…

Life is just same, same but different when the sun falls down. I like the difference. Very strange that I have made so few night shots. Actually very strange indeed. Probably caused by comfort and laziness of restarting the engine.

But probably mostly because my awareness of the dangerous effect late evenings into the night have on me – My need for sleep die hard minutes to midnight when I’m in a creative mode. Late nights are a creative mania trigger.

I don’t know where this sudden awakening of night photography comes from. I just feel a need for it and want more. Probably some kind of subconscious reaction knowing that the time of daylight is getting shorter and intuitively preparing for new influences.

Shaking old photographic memories alive.

It’s kind of learning to cope with the changes of time to find the advantages that fit best for the moment.

 

 

 

Good Morning Mölndal

What if waking up unnecessarily early on a day off when you don’t need to wake up early.

And can’t turn around and fall back to sleep.

You may get the sudden idea of going out and make some photography. Just like that, and do.

So I left my bed, took my bike and went to Mölndals Bro, the bridge where everyone on their way somewhere passing through to the next place. Or other ways of use.

I was dwelling back and forth in slow pleasure with my camera for about an hour. Just watching, observing life in its simplicity. Then back home, ate and reclaimed the sleep.

 

Good morning Mölndal! What a wonderful beginning of a day.

 

 

 

Onmywayhome

It’s happening again. And will so do from time to time. My life is not always linear. Not my mind anyway.

I have always had slight issues with my memory. I usually remember everything, but seldom when or in which order it occurred.

I feel perfectly comfortable with this. It makes life a little more intuitive and exciting.

Time in any direction on its way to the same goal. Cause you can impossible avoid the black star in the center of it all – the gravity of the future everybody is heading.

For no reason but saying…

And this is

A regular reflection through my two black holes that consumes the light. After a long hard late evening shift at work. When my mind is released and my soul catches the flight.

It’s quite fun just snapping shots from the bike.

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Never ending story of life

Another day of reasons.

I’m going to fix my eyes with lenses. I really hate the feeling of glasses on my face. After four years with eye glasses, I’m done. I will never adopt the unnoticeable feeling of wearing them. Always less or more disturbing.

Poor eyesight can give you a migraine. But the uncomfortable feeling in your face is a worse trigger.

Nowadays I actually never use them unless I absolutely need to, like when reading and watching a film or so. And of course, when I’m at work. In the distance, I prefer to see the world in a free relaxed blur.

Before and after the visit to the optician. Later on, another trip to meet my wife after work for dinner. A good reason to hang the camera around my neck for a walk around my little hometown of less significance.

But that’s something you only have adopted to believe in because it has become a part of the invisible everyday life not worth your attention.

Just same old shit.

I have slowly become to like this same old everyday shit more and more. My camera has become my guru and hitchhiker’s guide to the galaxy. I look at my everyday surroundings as a theater. Mostly with a slightly surrealistic twist.

And you, and I, are a part of this never ending story. The story of life.

I don’t only make photos any longer. I also make my life.

Follow the invisible rabbit

Local walk to watch the day

One of the more warmer days today. Too hot in my ordinary shoes and flip flops are not made for long walks. So I put on my favorite shoes – my Vibram Fivefingers. Yay, that’s it. Feels like heaven also for my feet now.

Fivefingers

Ok, and now where to go? Follow the invisible rabbit.

Actually not very much happening anywhere this day in Mölndal. Sleepy slow. Days like these many people either take a trip to Gothenburg or the coastline, maybe one of the lakes or just hanging around in their garden or balcony.

I never bothered finding any specific reason what to shoot. Just anything and walk anywhere. Probably my favorite mood and way of making photos, not getting locked up inside thinking what and the need of must find something.

I like the idea of just get out and look around and crossbreed my thoughts with the view. No matter how well you know and many times you have seen your own little town. You will always find a new layer of thoughts upon the same old view, making it slightly different.

And you never know when something unexpected appears. Either inside your head or in front of you.

I love those simple laid back everyday adventures.

Live Today, Die Tomorrow

Live today, die tomorrow
Life is time, time is life
Life is changing, changing is time

Life between yesterday and tomorrow
A lifetime before tomorrow

Today we live as long there is time
Tomorrow we die as long as we live

Be there and don’t miss the road trip
Live today, die tomorrow

Born to be alive, not die

A walk, some shots, a meal, some coffee, some sleep. In the air. Looking at the sky, the sun and the passing clouds. Life unlimited as long as you are. The wind made a song of air in my head, whispering. This is what I heard, or felt, I’m not sure.

The Foam of Days

Lets start with the heavy shit first. Just to throw up some frustration and clean up my thoughts.

This photo was taken as a kind of manifestation over my hateful relationship with my headache (migraine). This was shot when just released from its prison. So, there you are.

One day almost in heaven, next back to hell. But lets stay in heaven where my head almost was in yesterday. First I made a spontaneous Vlog in the morning. A very strange idea indeed that came unexpected from nowhere. Soon thereafter I took my bike and went to Mölndal, my own little hometown for a walk with my camera.

Mölndal is a city in big change. Not only that it grows intensively a little big bit everywhere. The whole city centre is undergoing a huge remake and the epicentre is erased from scratch. Not a day to late because the city core of Mölndal have been a joke, a bad joke all too long – ridiculous boring not worth the effort to visit.

Even if I’m not actively look for views to make photographic documentation of this remake, I think it’s fun to caught some glimpses of the transformation in my photography while I’m here. And it’s fascinating to see how traces of the ongoing construction areas often sneaks in the periphery of photos made here.

Otherwise my mission for the day was just to see if I could find something along the way to shoot. My intuition decided what to make my day. I was not excepting making street portraits, but it just happened to be some.

I got about 50/50 no/yes when asking. That’s good, in two ways. It’s good to learn how to deal with the situation when you get a no and nice knowing that a lot of people out there actually have nothing against it.

Nowadays I have become very confident in asking for permission and a no is nothing that hits my self esteem. But only when I’m in the mood. When not I still find it hard to empower the self esteem I need to just do it. It’s something that comes and goes.

As usual I cannot withstand a visit to the public transportation centre, known as Mölndals Bro (bridge). The bridge that connects the divided city in two halves between the highway and the railway.

This have become one of my favourite spots. Much because it comes naturally in my way when going away or going home, either by bus or bicycle. So I always ends up here sooner or later. Again and again and seems to never get bored of doing it.

The city of Mölndal itself is after all still a quite slow sleepy and unexciting town. But in a strange way, in small doses and with the right mindset, interesting to observe. A nice place to be when your head is still not fully recovered, but can’t resist the lust to get out making some street photography.

Reclaim the speed of life

Still not attracted to the big over humanised streets. I’m not in the mood for that kind of street photography at all for the moment. Not trying to force it to be liked either. Just waiting, doing other meanwhile. It will come when it comes.

I really like the mindful sleepy slow urban backstreet life behind the big scene of million faces. So much more satisfying. And so much better for my over sensitivity head being where life is going on in more natural speed.

Reclaim the speed of life.

Not many people here but few on the way back home or away. Some very few have found the peace in being here and seems to feel calm and satisfied. Sunbathing, just sitting on a bench, the balconies, taking care of their small green spots.

Beside some workers around, there’s probably not many visitors who doesn’t live here or happens to know someone in those hidden backstreets. I believe outsiders rarely take their path to places like these.

It’s actually sad. It’s really fascinating and exciting walking around totally unaware of what to be found, just a few blocks behind the common paths. Walking forward intuitively in any direction. Not that you probably will find anything fabulous fantastic behind any corner. But the excitement of never been there makes you curious.

It’s like being an adventure tourist beyond the mainstream. Nothing is served, no attractions to numb your lack of imagination, nothing superfluous, simply same but a different everyday life behind the scene that makes you think from different point of views. Giving you perspective and distance to yourself and your own life.

I often use to imagine – what if I lived here, that I do. Sometimes I use to imagine that I don’t live where I live. What do I see, what do I feel. It may sound stupid ridiculous, but I find it very pleasing and fun to imagine like this. Especially when I feel a boring mood. It’s like injecting new life.

In many ways my mindset on photography have started to change somewhat. It have been going on for some time now but I haven’t really understood what I feel. Today I think I have found it and what to do with it.

I’m not supposed to make photo walks – I’m supposed to get out and discover the simple world and make photography whenever my intuition feel a photography. Not going out to make some photos.

Same, same but different you may think. But for me this is a big difference. It’s more a relation to my camera as an imaginary friend with who I share my experience with. Not just a thing around my neck that make pictures.

But of course, a camera is a very good companion and a reason while moving around. It makes you see more and the moments you catch will never be alone in the depths of your own fading memory.

A sunny summer day that ended with some nice simple barbecue and ice cold beer in our simple little backyard garden. Somewhere behind the regular streets where others dwell and never see.