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Pull, with a twist

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Pull, with a twist
Unrelated? Perhaps.

During a less–than–likeley–ever–to–be–realized moment of fantasy I looked up this place in Iceland. It's fairly remote, the last time I was there the only way to reach it could hardly be described as a road. A double track with ambitions perhaps. For all I know that may have changed though. The search engine came up with several informative—for the potential tourist—and less informative pieces. I clicked on the images tab. The first few captured the scenery, there was birdlife, the odd man–made structures in the landscape, people looking out towards the ocean. Then the 4x4 shots, the I conquered the landscape with my vehicle, my extension photos.

We speak in hearts, stars

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Night sky, stars..

Not that kind of stars, but stars that use only a small amount of energy and in return they don’t shine particularly bright. Or for long. Same applies for the hearts I believe, and thumbs, for that matter. I wish there was a way to replace them, with something like a nod, but I guess that would be difficult to illustrate so that we all understood what it meant. Or—and I know I am being […]

Norway, Buskerud, Hol, Ustaoset

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Norway, Buskerud, Hol, Ustaoset city

Ustaoset is a small village in the middle of Norway. Its claim to fame, if it is at all famous that is, came with the railway between east and west. And a skiing event, large for its kind I believe, although I’m not sure if that type of skiing is very popular outside of Norway. And huts. And Hallingskarvet, the short montain range just above it. Not very many people live there though, according to […]

..the communication

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the communication

Aperture has a workshop. They ask: “Do you know where you’re going next with your photography–or where it’s taking you?” Good thing you asked, Aperture. Honestly, I have no idea. I do know this, though: I photograph because it is the communication, the one that is. Even if it exists partly, mostly, exclusively even, in a void*. An empty room, where the images and what they carry bounces between the walls, slightly altering meaning and/or […]

Please, not another square

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Please, not another square

Perhaps it’s as simple as this. That I need to accept the fact that in my near future there is a square 120 film back, a 55mm lens and a camera that can move it around. Up, down, and to the sides. Well, not necessarily to the sides. And by the look of this shopping list, no kidneys in my abdomen. Guess it isn’t. That simple that is. They do keep messing with my head […]

No vis..

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No vis..

I have no vision, I just like to imagine that I do. Pretend. (It’s enough now, you can stop writing.) I do, however, like the associations that come with the image of a trail, or road. How it hints at not being here anymore, but somewhere else. Around the next turn. And how I don’t know anything about this elsewhere, yet. Wanderlust. Wanderlust vision would make a potensially successful instagram account, or similar. I’m sure […]

What to think of Streetrepeat?

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That is, Streetrepeat as in here, on Instagram. Streetrepeat “is an Instagram account [..] born out of a fascination for the amount of repeated patterns in street photography, particularly on Instagram.” It takes a popular (apparently) theme, finds three photographs by three different photographers and posts them one after the other. That’s the short version, more to read at their site. As for what I think about it.. I can certainly admit to finding it […]

Confirm or excuse?

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Camera on a tripod, outside in the wind, on a mountain.
Landscape, camera, wind.

I used to know someone who would be present in nature while I ran around like a madman attempting to make it stick to film. Can’t rembember bothering to stop much and ask myself what it was I was trying to find, or capture. Just went on, searching, framing, adjusting, releasing the shutter, collecting fragments of reality as it passed. As if I needed them in order to confirm—or excuse, not really sure which—my existence, […]

Go away, both of you

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Apartment building, grey sky, naked trees, view over fjord and island in the distance.

Sure the subject matter is close to heart and all. And one of it I don’t think is terrible. But really, I can’t stand these two photographs. Perhaps what I dislike the most about them is how they represent if not my greatest flaw when it comes to getting things done, then certainly one on the top–10 list; the tendency to postpone whatever it is I should be doing while waiting for some pieces of […]

I’ve never been good at goodbyes

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I’ve never been good at goodbyes

Even if I still do, occasionally, it doesn’t make much sense bringing the Fuji anywhere anymore. It may work half–ok–ish, for a while, but more likely it won’t. The procedure goes something like this: Fuji doesn’t respond to dials or focus or respond to eye sensor etc. Then it’s time to: Turn Fuji off Remove battery Put it back in Close battery lid Power on and then it may come back to its usual self, […]

What if?

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What if?

Been playing mind games recently, with ifs in them. Like what I would photograph if the situation was different, and access and opportunities allowed it. That sort. Different themes. No limits. Like so.. (in no particular order, none of this) Whose portrait Not normal people When I was a kid I delivered the newspaper. Once a month I walked the route, just after dinner time, collecting the subscription fee. One of the subscriber scared me, […]