Cups and cakes, cupcakes.
25.3.2012 / Finger goggles
are convenient.
20.3.2012 / Odenplan
Shh, it's a secret.
19.3.2012 / Papal decay
Södermalm got it going on.
18.3.2012 / Estonia Memorial
@ Stockholm. It's been 18 years now.
16.3.2012 / Perkele billigt
In Sweden they love to use Finnish cuss words as a basis for their adverts. PERKELE!
15.3.2012 / Juha Metsäperä
Made photos of him for his upcoming record. This picture has been taken off of Facebook, I don't yet own the actual printed copy.
13.3.2012 / Off to Sweden
First press trip of the year. Stockholm. None of these pictures are from Stockholm, but they are from Sweden and from press trips. So in that sense they are relevant.
12.3.2012 / Stupid box
I can't figure out the proper order in which to what these. Apart from the correct answer that is of course "none".
11.3.2012 / Wedding season
It has officially started. Two weddings done, at least 12 still ahead of me. At least. Stay tuned for proper posts!
5.3.2012 / Personal projects
19.2.2012 / What's in the archive #4
17.2.2012 / Parallel reality
In Paris.
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9.2.2012 / Couch whale
Moona not stressing.
5.2.2012 / Super Bowl
Eli Manning is a sad panda.
1.2.2012 / New friends
30.1.2012 / Sebastiáo Salgado
This Brazilian economist-turned-photographer has to be one of my biggest inspirations ever, right up there with the obvious Henri Cartier-Bresson as well as Robert Doisneau. Heavy hitters.
Most of my pictures, just like Salgado's, are in black and white. I can't say for sure why that is, it just seems to appeal to me in a particular way. When you take away the color from an image, you're left with...bare essentials.
Someone once said that when you photograph people in color, you photograph their clothes, but when you do it in black and white, you photograph their soul. I wouldn't necessarily be so poetic about it but within those words lies a bit of true, die hard wisdom.
For those of you who have the energy to sit through these - be amazed! True talent.
27.1.2012 / The Indian Proletariat
It really is quite incredible how many people there are in India. I don't think you can truly ever even start to fathom just how much; you can't help but feel a little lost especially in the more crowded areas of Delhi. It was almost impossible to walk without at least touching hands or shoulders with passing strangers. You feel anxious and excited all at the same time. I want to go back.
India is also a country of extreme gaps between the socioeconomic status of its people and yet it seems to work somehow, to put it loosely. The proletariat is obviously all around you and you can't help but feel great appreciation for the way they go about their business. It really did put my own life into perspective. Nuff respect.
Enough talk, here are some pictures.
The fishermen of Goa go through their catch of the day.
A touch more traditional transportation taking place on the outskirts of Chandni Chowk, Delhi.
Food being served to young students in a mountain school in the state of Uttarakhand.
25.1.2012 / Happy painter
Our star student painting a wall in Gairsain, India.
24.1.2012 / Obstructed abstraction
This is something I rarely do. Nay, this is something I NEVER do. Abstract photographs. I probably should, though, as these are fascinating. First one to guess where this was taken in wins a surprise prize!