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Frames: Svartefjorden
I’m in this valley twice a week, if not more. Normally wearing running shoes, sometimes accompanied by a borrowed dog. It has become a place of significance. So has dog, significant. One photograph doesn’t describe it, the valley. Of course it doesn’t but then, of course it does, only to a very limited extent. Also, now would be a good time to ask; why describe it, but that’s a digression, for another time perhaps. It […]
Misery called, he would like to have his colours back
I honestly have no idea how the image above of the rooftops through the trees appears to others whose gaze might sweep by, by coincidence or not. How could I? I just know that it brings back memories of one of my least elegant periods to date. Don’t think miserable would be an overstatement. Some ok photographs happened though, during the misery, at least they feel right somehow. Almost as if they are tangible, carry […]
Panny, my lightmeter.
Observation: The 15mm Panny in a vertical position has a horizontal field of view not so unlike the 75mm on the Pentax, horizontally. Then, to imitate the comp while the film awaits processing, all I need to do is crop a 5×4 out of the vertical frame. Why? Well, and this is a bad answer, the film hasn’t been processed. As for metering light like this, it remains to be seen how the expired–for–more–than–a–decade–ago Astia […]
Stykkishólmur*
In 2015 my family and I visited Stykkishólmur. I took some photographs. They didn’t turn out any good but one way or the other the place stuck with me. Then, during the time between then and now, the images have somehow confirmed what seems to be the core of my photography; to provide comments on this and that, perspectives, answers perhaps, to questions that didn’t get asked at the time, questions that hadn’t yet reached […]
Six months, six images
November already? Well.. Some of the six months since last time have been quite dry, in terms of lens based activities. Also, my favorite images these days are eight years old and not the ones that have appeared lately and since this is about recents I’ve adjusted the tag. And this was a terrible sentence. And here’s a new years resolution, if a tad early. If nothing worth saying to say, shut up. Now may […]
Man with no horse
I used to always want to be the one with the Horseman 612, an expensive Sekonic, and a large bag full of 120s. It was probably more about the Horseman than what might have been produced with it.
Monolith
I know.. No, strike that. I have an idea about what I’m looking at. And I do wonder what you are seeing. Then there is the underlying element that if I communicate what I’m looking at it will influence what you see. And as much as I’d rather not—influence—there really isn’t any way around it, is there? In 2011 I started photographing places where people live, from afar. I called them Homes, the images. Here […]
Two squares, anno 2019
Putting a camera on a tripod again took a long time but this photograph was in fact made in 2019. More should follow. Should is not always the equivalent of will. +
Nothing is new under the sun. That’s all right. Plus I have no idea where this is going, if anywhere. Also all right.
From, no wait, to Rjukan with love
Rjukan is one of the places in Norway where I would like to live at some point. It’s probably a fantasy, mostly. An illusion. Picture: A village, in a narrow valley, in between steep mountains, with its history and all. And the lack of sun during the winter months, and mirrors to compensate. The kind of place that could become big on Instagram? (Not that I checked, perhaps it already is). Not that this is […]
2x
Two. Matching ok or not so well. In a somewhat chronological order. Except Odda, sometimes before dusk, Odda should be at the end, if the timeline was important and it is. Timelines always are.
Summer day, walking
Summer light is nice, it lasts forever. In some places at least, say north of 60 degrees, it does. Not here though, not in Southernland. Not because Southernland is so far south, just enough to allow night to be night and change the summer light character quite a bit. It’s still nice, very nice in fact. The hows and the whys and that sort are not too important. Just different. By the way. It’s not […]