4 years ago, hit by a truck.
Got home.

Stayed in bed some. Shakes.
Every time came to a road, body would stop. Couldn't jaywalk.
Pavlov's conditioned reflexes in action.

Got a bike today. Used, of course. Why buy new.
And enough listening to fear.
You just might die walking the doggie.

Yes, almost clipped by a taxi.

Amazing feeling of flight.

one must always appease the ghosts before a new endeavor, and mine have been set free.
The book is complete.

whether it will see day or not,
between skin there is only light.

manuscripts don't burn, and the Skogsrå ate Galatea.

all the answers
to all the
questions
are outside
now is the time
to get out

Blink

I am doing a new project to break away from the routine that has crusted up in the last years.

This summer, a photographic adventure. Some simple mirror rules, a reflection of what i've been stuck with
Blink

*No photographer interaction with model or subject. No direction of any sorts.
*Use only available light. No reflectors or flashes.
*No image manipulation short of allowing the image to print.
*Concentrate on situations and subjects that are outside the usual for the photographer (in my case, no models, makeup, studio)
*Fail. Do not look for a pleasing image.
*Refuse interpretation.

Photographic adventure of limits.

Drop models, sets, artificiality, hunt perfect moment here and now.


Wilderness: inflatable kayak, jungle hammock with mosquito netting, water filter, updated old mil-spec tropics kit.

Wave in the face.