Lodjur

I have a feeling of this blog starting to be more and more of a photoblogg thingy. prob. gonna make a split and creat a new for my other works.

About the pic. It´s just a picture of a jacket, a pair of pants and a backpack, but i think all you can see is the jacket.
But on a more serious note, it´s a picture to think of as a representation of the person that left all of this. A standing format, fitted for that person.

Forgotten person

Sleepless series

Something about not being dependent around anything except by your own drives.
And its night and stuff. Some other things. Just not waiting for anything

Bricks and light

Actively using a cloth line for a photography

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Go to the harbor – Sea

when waiting for something, it is always a good thing to live near a harbor, because it is almost always waiting for someone, the sea is always transporting someone.

So i was waiting for the train to my old hometown. Longing home.

Striped and flowing room

High windspeeds, circular movement.

Aarhus Night VII – Last

Now it is kinda cold outside, not so that you freeze or such, but it does feel fine to come home at 4Pm and make a espresso and then go to sleep, or at least read. This night was all that, nicely cold, a strong wind and so many drunk partying people out.

about the pictures. They convey a space that i do think that everybody at some moments, short or long, do see. But they are also just experiments with lonelyfying shapes that dont have any other valu at that moment but there singular expression – A visual beauty in the night. Or maby it should be cald ”walking pictures”.

2012.12.23

Aarhus V

I´t just scratches and digs around, my bed of soil, so i build some sorta home. But first youll work. Go out and see the neighborhood.  Say hi to all of your new neighbors. Sleep. Then some time around that time, youll find that all is not soil, so i build some sorta home. I´t just hurts.

But this is a walk in my area. As is stated, it is night.

Things i never entirely forgot

I kinda realized that my my photos is starting to be like ends, they are not like in the middle of things, they become ends of history in the middle of a history. I think it has to do with my problem of memorizing around all that witch came to stay. Tends lead to longing and a feeling of forgetfulness.

Aarhus Night IIII

So I stress a lot. I don´t sleep that much, or yeah, I do.. but no.

Fog after 12pm. This being at 4am.

Aarhus V

Come home. Go out again. Find what i found. Get Loose.

Nightly walks in Aarhus.

Aarhus IIII

Went out in the Danish weather. Come home with a wet camera, pictures and perhaps some more.

Århus Natt III

Another night. Seeing. Walking. Music. Watching Aarhus come to life at the pace of my footsteps.