b&w copenhagen I

//written last night//
Once again, I'm sitting here. Protected by the familiar sound of sweet music, flowing through my head keeping me from thinking. The flames of my candles are dancing their never ending dance of love, moving like they'll never stop burning, like they have no fears. Outside the stars are lighting the world up, like they do every night, like my candles are doing right now, in this moment, in my room. I wish I could light up the world with my inner light too. 

These are some of the street-shots i shot last Friday when I was walking around the streets to shoot some street-style. I captured these people in a moment. Some of them didn't even know I was there. These photographs are framing their moments. Moments of music, moments of busyness or moments of friendship, telling a story which only they would know to the end. 

Dansk

//skrevet i går aftes // 
Endnu engang sidder jeg her. Beskyttet af den velkendte lyd af sød musik, der strømmer gennem mit hoved at holde mine tanker på afstand. Flammerne fra mine stearinlys danser deres evige kærligheds-dans, stædigt dansende, som ville de aldrig stoppe med at brænde, som havde de ingen frygt. Udenfor lyser stjernerne verdenen op, som de gør hver nat, ligesom mine stearinlys gør lige nu, i dette øjeblik, på mit værelse. Jeg ville ønske jeg også kunne lyse verdenen op med mit indre lys. 

Disse er nogle af de street-shots jeg skød sidste fredag, da jeg gik rundt i Københavns gader, for at skyde nogle street-style billeder. Det lykkedes mig at fange disse mennesker i et simpelt øjeblik. Nogle af dem vidste ikke engang, jeg var der. Disse fotografier indrammer deres øjeblikke. Øjeblikke af musik, øjeblikke af travlhed eller øjeblikke af venskab, Billederne fortæller en historie, som kun personerne selv, ville vide til enden.

opportunities

Birds floating elegantly through the air. The world breathing in front of me. People laughing on the street and busy cars passing by. The world consists of a sea of opportunities and sometimes it strikes me, how many times we have to chose between these opportunities - how many times we have to know our priorities. Sometimes I feel like drowning in this big sea, nothing to hold on to but your own fragile gut feeling, and other times I feel like the sea isn't moving at all, no waves to push you forward so you have to swim for yourself. Lately I've been trying to seek out these opportunities myself, and I feel great! The world consists of a sea of opportunities, and I'm going to swim the best I've learned - I don't want to wake up one day, dwelling on the bottom waiting for opportunities that never were, and realize that I just gave up.

Dansk
Fugle som elegant flyver gennem den tynde luft. Verden trækker vejret foran mig. Mennesker som letsindigt griner på gaden og biler som travlt kører forbi. Verden består af et hav af muligheder, og nogle gange slår det mig, hvor ofte vi bliver nødt til at vælge mellem mulighederne - hvor tit vi bliver nødt til at kende vores prioriteringer. Nogle gange føler jeg, at jeg er ved at drukne i dette store hav, intet andet at holde fast i, end min egen skrøbelige mavefornemmelse, og andre gange føler jeg at havet slet ikke bevæger sig, ingen bølger til at skubbe dig frem, så du bliver nødt til at svømme selv. Her på det seneste har jeg prøvet at opsøge de her muligheder selv, og jeg har det fantastisk! Verden består af et hav af muligheder, og jeg har tænkt mig at svømme det bedste jeg har lært - Jeg vil ikke vågne op en dag; dvælende på bunden, ventende på muligheder som aldrig fandt sted, og indse, at jeg bare gav op.

and so we went fishing

Yesterday we decided to grap the fishing pole and go fishing. The weather was shifting but nice, the ocean was calm and sometimes the sun managed to break through the clouds. Ever since Thursday I've spent every single day in front of my computer alternately blogging and studying, only leaving the apartment to work, and I must admit that the loneliness slowly was beginning to creep in on me. Luckily m decided that he would defy his hangover (he had spent his Saturday celebrating his cousins wedding) and be together with me (♡♡♡ )

Dansk
I går besluttede vi os for at gribe fiskestangen og tage en tur ud og fiske. Vejret var skiftende men dejligt, havet var rolig og noglegange lykkedes det solen, at slippe sine stråler igennem det ellers tykke lag af skyer. Lige siden i torsdags har jeg kun forladt lejligheden for at arbejde, ellers har jeg brugt hver dag på skiftevis at blogge og studerer, og jeg må indrømme at ensomheden langsomt var begyndt at snige sig ind på mig. Heldigvis valgte m at trodse sine tømmermænd (han havde brugt sin Lørdag på at fejre sin kusines bryllup) for at være sammen med mig. (♡♡♡ )

the perks of spring

I would be lying if I said, that spring is my favorite time of the year, cause to be honest I still think it's a few degrees to cold for me - But even though I can't wear shorts and sandals every day, there's still a lot to love about spring; happier days and magical nights, birds chirping from above us, love travelling with the wind, tenderly striking our cheeks each time we smile or laugh, the lovely earthy scent of rain after a downpour, everything is so beautiful.

I just invested in a 50mm f/1.8 lens for my camera, and I'm really looking forward to receive it.. I'm intending on shooting lots of pictures this spring. I mean, why not take advantages of everything being so bright and "floraly"? 

Dansk

Jeg ville lyve, hvis jeg sagde, at forår er min yndlingsfortid. For at være ærlig, så synes jeg stadig at det er en årstid, som liiige er et par grader for kold til mig - Men selvom jeg ikke kan have shorts og sandaler på hver dag, er der stadig meget at elske ved foråret; gladere dage og magiske nætter, pippende fugle som sidder på grenene over os, kærlighed der ømt strejfer vores kinder hver gang vi smiler eller griner, den dejlige jordslåede duft af regn, efter et kæmpe regnskyl. Alt er så smukt.

Jeg har lige invisteret i et 50mm f/1.8 objektiv for mit kamera, og jeg glæder mig helt vildt til at modtage det.. Min plan er at tage en masse billeder det her forår. Jeg mener, hvorfor ikke tage fordel af, at alt er så lyst of blomstret?

bare feet and saltwater

Solveig just gotten her drivers licence and we decided to celebrate by driving to the sea to eat dinner. The weather was great - the hungry waves were licking the pale shore and silently roaring to the sound of our laughter as we were kicking, dancing and running in the cold sand. I live for moment like these, not caring about anything but the fact that there's fresh air in my lungs and a bubbly feeling in my stomach. We ended our evening at my place with lots of candy and a crabby (but at times funny) movie. 

Dansk

Solveig havde lige fået sit kørekort, så vi besluttede os for, at fejre det med en tur til vandet. Vejret var vidunderligt. Jeg lever for tidspunkter som disse, hvor man ikke tænker på andet end det faktum at der er frisk luft i mine lunger og en bobblende følelse i min mave. Vi endte aftenen hjemme hos mig, hvor vi så en til tider sjov film og spiste en hel del slik. 

sweden

I always spent quite a lot of time googleing cheap plane-tickets, stunning wandering-routes, countries to visit, cities to experience and places to see. I day-dream about a life where I'm constantly moving, constantly experiencing, constantly travelling. My inner wanderlust was slowly beginning to show it's adventurous spirit and this made me feel kind of restless,  I talked to m and convinced him to go hiking with me. 

 We spent the first couple days of our spring break hiking among the narrow forest paths of the Swedish woods. I'm not saying the trip was perfect and "just as I expected", cause it wasn't. To begin with, we ended up going home after only two whole days, when in reality we've planned to stay for four days. The nights were cold and dark, and the first day it was raining. Normally I don't mind a bit of rain, it can be very refreshing, but we were tired and exhausted from walking and I was kind of freezing. m had brought his fishing gear, and as the fisherman he is the weather didn't keep him from trying to catch us something, without any luck though. - The trip wasn't all bad either, it was nice to finally get a bit away from the busyness and rush of the everyday life, and it was wonderful to be with m. As long as we're together I never really feel lost, I'm always a bit warmer and a bit better when with him. The trip had it's moments; sitting by the fire looking into the dancing flames, tiredly lying by the side of the road with a sad can of tuna - living completely in the moment, spontaneous kisses in the woods and tender kisses in the tent, laughter and golden sunlight. 

As Robert Louis Stevenson once said:  "It is not so much for its beauty that the forest makes a claim upon men's hearts, as for that subtle something, that quality of air that emanation from old trees, that so wonderfully changes and renews a weary spirit." 

Dansk

Jeg har altid brugt meget tid på at google billige flybilletter, fantastisk vandreruter , vidunderlige lande man kan besøge, byer man kan opleve og steder man kan se. Jeg dagdrømmer om et liv, hvor jeg er i konstant bevægelse, konstant oplever, konstant rejser. Min indre rejselyst var langsomt begyndt at vise sig og dette gjorde mig rastløs, derfor overtalte jeg m til at tage på vandreferie med mig.

Vi tilbragte de første dage af vores påskeferie med at vandreblandt de smalle skovstier i de svenske skove. Jeg siger ikke, at turen var perfekt og " lige som jeg havde forventet", fordi det var den ikke. Vi endte med at gå hjem efter kun to hele dage, når vi i virkeligheden havde planlagt at være afsyed i fire dage. Nætterne var kolde og mørke, og den første dag regnede det. Normalt jeg ikke noget imod en smule regn, det kan være meget forfriskende, men vi var trætte og udmattede og jeg frøs. m havde bragt hans fiskegrej, og som den fisker, han er kunne vejret ikke holde ham fra at forsøge at fange os nogle fisk, dog uden held. - Men igen, turen var ikke SÅ dårlig endda, det var rart endelig at komme en smule væk fra byens sus og hverdagen travlhed, og det var dejligt at være sammen med m.  Så længe vi er sammen er alt lidt varmere og lidt bedre. Turen havde sine øjeblikke ; at sidde ved ilden at kigge ind i de dansende flammer, at ligge træt og udmatted i vejkanten med en trist dåse tun - at leve i nuet , spontane kys i skoven og ømme kys i teltet , latter og gylden sollys.

watery thoughts

Suddenly Monday becomes Sunday, the first day in March  becomes the last, and I've been busy trying to live in the moment. Not that Inspiration hasn't tenderly kissed my forehead to leave new blossoming ideas, but for me inspiration is fluid; Clear like water and hard to keep from floating away. My ideas are rarely as vivid as memories, they're mostly very abstract - colorful but pale. For me to keep these ideas can be ever so hard and even though I really should, I'm not exactly walking around with paper and pen to write down what may cross my mind. 

Dansk

Pludselig er mandag blevet til søndag, den første dag i marts er blevet til den sidste og jeg har haft travlt med at leve i nuet. Ikke at Inspirationen ikke har kysset min pande ømt for at forlade nye blomstrende ideer, men for mig er inspiration flydende; Klart som vand og svært at holde fra at flyde væk. Mine ideer er sjældent så levende som erindringer, de er for det meste meget abstrakte - farverige, men blege. Og selvom jeg virkelig burde, går jeg ikke ligefrem rundt med papir og pen fot at skrive alt ned, som strejfer mine tanker.

copenlost

These were from yesterday, when I got Copenlost in Copenhagen. I found myself wandering around between these curry-yellow houses, and I can assure you; it took quite a huge amount of courage to shoot pictures like these in public.

Damsk

Disse var fra i går, da "blev væk"  i København. Jeg fandt mig selv vandrende rundt mellem disse karry-gule huse, og jeg kan forsikre dig; det tog en enorm mængde af mod,  at skyde billeder som disse i offentligheden.

copenhagen monday