We’re making progress in our fictive business and it’s exciting to think of ourselves as a start-up.
Now I’m sitting at Barista, waiting for my train to depart, four german boys are sitting in front of me, looking all backpacker-ecstatic/”the world is ours”.
Nearly died on the treadmill today, did 8x2min, 14,2km/h tempo. Apart from that I noticed how much people bloody moan at the gym?! Some girl did yoga-exercises and moaned through her whole session. One man moaned when he stretched? I don’t really get it. One thing if you’re lifting heavily or running like a maniac then you can go all Venus Williams but stretching…Hm.
Another great gym-happening was when I walked into the bathroom after a girl had puked and not cleaned after her. Lovely <3333
It is Monday, but my head tells me it is time for a weekend. It’s good for me to be at code-camp during the weekends and kind of teach myself to exclude the need for a longer rest from my brain. Because when I’ll start my own company or whatever, then there will be no rest. And so finding rest in tiny moments, I believe, is of huge importance.
It was really sweet to get an insight in test-driven programming and how back-end works. I don’t understand even 80% of it but what’s important is the glance into a new universe. I envy Jacob because he actually understands most of what we’re doing, the only thing I got a grip on was the User Scenarios, haha, mind me, writing code is fun, but writing is everything.
Heading over to school now to have a whole day’s workshop with Anton & Irene. Really stoked about seeing how they work, and how they land on an idea together.
Other than that I’m longing for some nature-adventures. These photos are from last summer in Sarek.
Today my brother and I have had our first private-tutoring session. We feel very special ;)) Nah, but due to some last minute drop-outs we are the only ones in Code-class.
The day has been long and full of information. I’m finally entering the world of back-end. Might be the end of me….But thankfully, Thomas our code-master, makes everything fun and positive!
Some minutes ago we devoured some AH-MAZING (hehe) rice and chicken and now we’re going to jump into some coding again.
Gothenburg is bloody cold by the way, the south is not what it once was…
I’m in a new team in school, we’re doing a module called Business & Strategy (something something). We’ll get the brief tomorrow and so far so good, I am extremely curious about what we will be able to create together.
Lately I’ve been photographing commuters, they look so indifferent during their solo-time on the train and I love it.
After school I ended up on a stroll at Slussen with a (not really) newly-found friend. We’ve been in the same class for three months, kind of clicked the first day, but since then we just haven’t gotten around to get to know each other.
We ended up at Espresso House, due to rain, where we sat and drank our exquisite Special Brews yadiayada and talked about ditten and datten, love, and behaviors, life-before-Hyper, and more love. There are no other situations I gain so much energy from than a deep one-on-one conversation.
Tomorrow I’m heading to Gothenburg with Jakie to attend Makers Academy “Learn to Code Workshop”. Not only stoked about all the things we will learn but also to see where pappa spends his days.
Have I mentioned my dad is the coolest one on earth? No? Well, he is a young 55-year old who, after running his own businessCint for 20 years, decided to step down as CEO and be his own boss, for real. The first thing he did was, apart from building a toilet in the outhouse, to sign up to a 12-week code-camp. Why? So he can build all those amazing ideas he has by himself!
13th of November the world was held awake to the tones of a requiem.
I woke up 11.30pm after a too long nap – entered Instagram and saw #prayforparis. The notion of what had happened came crashing down, then; ‘Anna is in Paris‘. My fingers rapidly found Anna among the messages and texted her “ANNA ARE YOU OKEY?!”.
She replied within 10 seconds. During those 10 seconds my eyes teared up, grief flushed over me, and then, a response, then; relief.
We were the fortunate ones, whilst others will never experience the same relief, only grief.
Fast forward to Saturday night. My class and I were to celebrate the Indian Diwali Festival. We met in the apartment and although it felt wrong to “party” we all had come for the same reason: to be united, to feel the presence of others, to feel love in times of horror.
The conversations were circling the same subjects: EU politics, Swedish politics, South American politics, war, Syria, what should be done? How must things change? and the big “WHY”.
I felt a sense of responsibility, we are the young ones, we are the future, we are the ones who need to make the changes we want to see. Through all times young adults have been demonstrating on the streets, protesting against everything that is wrong and for all that is supposed to be right.
Yet, I remain quiet in my bubble of safety, together with many others.
I could dwell in “the why” of that for a long time, but in the end it does not matter, what matters is to react and then act.
Now, as always, life continues, but in a changed manner.
That would be our project for Radiant Equilibrium, our kick-ass exhibition where over a thousand people came. It was something remarkable about letting people interact with what you have created.
This is our project-film. Take a minute to watch, it is beautiful!
2. Mathematics: Capable of havingvaluesapproachingzero as a limit.
Despite my English-speaking everyday life I find myself stumbling on words and becoming acute aware of my illiteracy. Project English-improvement has begun. I found this tiny word (above) and it’s beautiful! Now I’m ridiculously aware of what/how I write in this blog-post. Evil-circle.
Last weekend was rather mundane in all it’s uniqueness (please notice all extraordinary words, really making an effort here – the only way to improve).
(WAH! Just noticed I can do a line break without it becoming a double-line break. THANK YOU WORDPRESS!)
Dinner at Anna’s.
Anyhow, met up with Sonji after school on Friday, went to Muggen, had a glass.. or two? Can’t remember ;)) Then headed to Anna’s for dinner. We played “With Other Words” – lost, we danced – we nailed it!
The rest of the weekend i spent with Lou, my Swiss team-mate. We coded, I forced him out into the forest to run intervals and then we had dinner with MaPa, all in all a fun day!
Ze Lou
Last Wed-Fri we spent working on a cross-program project for P&G Prestige. We made a kick-ass film but unfortunately we did not win, and due to NDA I can’t share the film just yet…
When they announced the winners:
Right about now I’m going to do some copywriting for our project.
Added a surprisingly sweet section to my daily-routines on Monday morning, I ran 2km – 10min. Now I’ve done it for three days. I thought my bones would break and my sleepy-head would steer me intro a tree but it’s actually quite pleasant running in a dream-state.
Other than that the days move in a hamster-wheel. Up at six – run -breakie – bus – subway – school 9-5pm – subway – bus – home – dinner – dogs -workout – bed.
Although, no days look the same at Hyper. Right now we’ve started a cross-program project where we are doing a project for P&G in 48h. On top of that Lou and I are fixing (and going nuts) with our website – which will turn out amazing if we’ll manage to code it in 4 days….. Hehe.
Routines, I have found out, are lovely. They make me feel productive and on top of things. They drag me out of bed without even thinking twice about it and they free me from second-guessing every step I take – I put faith in them, they lead me where I should go.
Life’s a beach… or something. It would have IF I was ever allowed to fall asleep, therefore I’m in bed at 8.45pm to catch that damn sleep-train before it spirals out into the oblivion of the night.
Last Saturday I let 60 people into my house to “celebrate” Halloween (Vampireen), or rather; a good reason to throw a party because of all the epic outfits.
I’m getting bit by Miley Cyrus :O
I spent all of Friday night cleaning and then all of Saturday fixing with props, snacks, drinks etc. Later that night I stereotyped my way into becoming that hostess who wants to crash at 12 O’clock…. BUT I kept on partying till’ 5 when the last people left – a mad scientist, the color black, and the color white.
The party was a success, and for me it was pure bliss conjoining my lovely, lovely Hyper peeps with my equally amazing “regulars”.
We did Fear Pong out on the veranda (an old lanky table with a candle on it), I served hot dogs when the clock ticked 2AM and we danced.
…I wonder if he would feel as misplaced as I did last Saturday when I voluntarily went to Collage? Although he was a little rowdy rascal wasn’t he? A ladies man of sorts? Maybe he would have loved all those Stureplan-girls who go clubbing in big fat feather jackets (which stroke my sweaty bare skin in the most uncanny of ways) and short black skirts.
Lame club-photo, awesome friend.
Last weekend (Friday night) started with a visit to St: Johannes Kyrka for some Mozart’s Requiem with dad and Jakie. The choir sang it beautifully. I tried to close my eyes and inhale the music with my ears but two glasses of wine and no dinner had me reeling into the whirlwind of Mozart’s requiem without anticipation, no zen were to be found what so ever.
That red alcohol was partaken of with Anna at Indigo, then we headed home to her to test her new sofa out. Mio Möbler failed miserably because Anna’s boyfriend had planned a surprise (mount the sofa and have it delivered without her knowing it) but they ended up calling Anna to tell her it had arrived even though he had called them several times to tell them not to… Hehe…
Here are the love-birds, whom I ALMOST managed to make sit still for a picture, they’re like puppies ❤
I felt fancy that day so I initiated the Hyper elevator in becoming my selfie mirror. Although I got caught in the act so that will probably never happen again 😐
Saturday AM held the promise of amazing weather, so the dogs and I ventured out and I was, as always, astounded by autumn.
Then I headed to shop in the mall, and I ACTUALLY MANAGED TO SHOP something. First time in like two years?! This is celebratory because I did not get agoraphobic until after two hours (probably thanks to Elsa’s calm manners) and because my wardrobe is now a bit more me with two new pieces of clothing + a pair of boss ass shoes.
SUNDAY FUNDAY
On Saturday evening we celebrated papa and had a cozy dinner, during which my sibs and I decided to have a photoshoot the day after in the stable. I came home at 4AM and then spent half of Sunday running around on a field photographing my beautiful siblings (what ever happened to my genes? Whose child am I?) and Einar.
Sneak peak:
Still laughing so hard at this picture.
Note to self: don’t take photos whilst hungover. It results in not “capturing the moment” but capturing EVERY single moment. Jeez. Got a thousands of pictures by the end of the day.
Went out last Friday to Bar Nombre at Odengatan (love that place!) and then spent the night in at Elsa’s yesterday, studying.
We underwent an intense Friday, my classmates and I, where we unexpectedly made a deep-dive into our ethics and morals. Which sparked some interesting discussions regarding tech/design combined with creating something of value for an important situation, but without the time to research it thoroughly nor the skills to execute it properly or make the cause justice.
Some more photos from our exhibition:
Even the toilets were pimped up with some radiance!We were sponsored by Oatly! Leave the cows’ milk to their calves!
Yes! What a day and night! Our exhibition exceeded my expectations by thousands-folds. People were queuing for ages and there were probably around 800-1000 beings who came and saw our projects.
My team and I stood and gazed out over our part of the project while people were interacting with it, we were filled with pride and smiles.
Part of my team inside our installation:
Since the visitors did not know we were the ones who had put it up we overheard some neat feedback (THANK YOU!!!<3) and for the first time on my Hyper Island journey I was really, really proud to show off what we had made (perhaps because this was our longest project thus far, which lead to us having a lot of time to trial and error). We managed to bring an epic experience to people without killing ourselves along the way (not working too long hours etc.) and we succeeded with the “simple but deep”- theory.
This was the first time I did an exhibition and I see now how artists must feel when they show off their pieces in galleries and such. I connect it with acting – you make people feel one way or another and in this squirrel-wheel of life where days float together, doing the same things without really contemplating about it, it’s gratifying to be able to make people reconnect with their emotions and thoughts.
Another rewarding part of it was to invite my friends and family over to come and see what the heck we are doing at school really. Felt like I invited them to a part of my world which they now have a tad more insight in!
The day started at 8.30am and we got it all up and running by 4.30pm, an hour before all the guests came, so some of us went and had a celebratory beer/wine!
I was photographing the whole night to put up pictures from the exhibition on the webpage so my third eye was constantly on and with so many amazing light-effects and pretty people it was a dream-scenario to shoot in.
Ended the night at Laika, Sonja and Farre joined, so we played drinking games, talked (screamed over the music) and danced a lil’.
Spent the day at Anna’s. This weekend I’ve been taking it abnormally chill. Felt like I ran into a tiny wall last Wednesday due to too many impressions and a brain which runs on top-speed with too little fuel. So I had to wind down.
Spent last night at Sonja’s, with play-dough. Haha. We made this fella’, or I did, the other’s gave up and started throwing dough on each other instead. Play-Dough must be the best invention ever for fidgety humans (like me) whom always have to do something with their hands.
Anna and I discussed that it’s a fine balance between juggling all pieces of life in a balanced way contra simply “juggle”, everything is equal to: school 8-5pm/work out/breathe/study/do side projects/work/have a social life/sleep enough etc.
We both have come to our senses about the fact that it’s not possible to do everything one wants to do without listening to one’s body. Give the body and mind a break once in a while and they will give you energy. Simple as that…? Or is it? When does it develop into something unmanageable? How do you know when it’s becoming too much? I’d say: Be attentive to the body’s signals, it tell’s you everything you need to know.
Stockholm appeared in its’ most dazzling autumn attire this afternoon.
Let’s say you are in love with someone. That love object of yours is intellectually appealing, funny, and makes you smile big time. BUT, your love’s skin is covered with moles. Not big ones or too many, but still, moles.
And why would that be a problem? You may think now, well, exactly, thank you for asking.
Now, let’s say you love oranges, how they juice up your mouth, the lovely tang of sunshine that enters your body, fills you up with C-vitamine and makes your skin crawl with pleasure. When you bought that orange, was it spotless, shiny and physically appealing? Probably, because that’s how most grocery-store fruits look nowadays.
What if that orange would bring you all the pleasure written above, but it had moles on it’s skin, would you buy it?
I entered my go-to supermarket today and noticed fruits and veggies with moles. My first thought was, when I saw the fruits, “okey so I’m not buying that one” my second thought was: “but why wouldn’t I? It’s not like I’m eating the peel anyway and I might as well peel off that nasty piece of peel with a peeler.”
Thanks to some undercover information I know that this store is doing a marketing-attempt soon on shifting people’s mindsets about fruits/vegetables and the way they look. We are all creatures of habits and glossy foods that seem to come straight out of a photoshopped Vogue-cover have seen their last days. Stop eating with your eyes, think of the inside you superficial creature!
The beautiful fruit of today!
In Sweden every household throws away 1 out of 5 big bags of food per every shopping-round. The wasted food results in 1.9 million tonnes of carbon dioxide out in our atmosphere. These are of course not all fruits and veggies but imagine the impact it would have on the environment if we all started buying “ugly food”?
So I ask you, would you discard a loved one just because it has moles?
Widening my Internet-universe equals hell of a many websites, interesting articles, people of interest, intriguing projects, to keep track of. Tonight I found the solution:
This week has been incredibly intense with #societyhack15. We had 48h to come up with a solution for Transdev on how to develop the public transport, make it more attractive and encourage people to take the train instead of the car. Yesterday they presented the winners and they picked out 2 runner ups and one winner in one hour. Transdev did an incredibly good job on pin-pointing the three out of 38 teams, the winners really deserved to be winners!
I had the honor to be in an all-female team for the first time during my Hyper Island experience. It was amazing, and no, not because we were all women but because the team-members were so strong and intelligent! What I noticed though that differed from a mixed-team was that our atmosphere was more open, truthful and maybe even a bit more harsh. We did not fuzz, we spat everything out and declared it onto the table, no matter if it was personal feedback or ideas. This is cheesy but: female-POWER has never been more accurate!
Mehmet Kaplan came for the presentations, held a good speech and handed out flowers to the winners.
After some after-school hang I left to pick up dogs and dad from different places. The sky treated me with some spectacular colors and so I left school with a zombie-brain and vivid heart.
Headed out last night for a run with my friend. I was going to teach him running technique and then do intervals. During the technique lesson I put down my left foot and pushed away and all I heard was:
KRAKALAKK KNAK
Something went terribly wrong. It hurt of course but it was a surmountable pain. Anyways, my friend and I stopped working out and decided to go for thai-food. He has the worst sense of orientation on earth so he kind of dragged the limping me through the city, my foot pounding. Haha.
At 10 I went home but I could barely walk, so I decided to go to the hospital which is right by the subway. Little did I know there were 200 patients there waiting for ONE doctor. So I spent 11PM-9AM in that bed with poor moaning people around me. The end result was: No broken bones (thank God) but a bunch of ruptured ligaments….
I’m amazed that can even happen during a run? It’s not like I was climbing Mt. Everest – I was RUNNING. One of the most natural things for a human to do… Ridiculous.
What is more astonishing though is the fact that one person manages 200 patients together with a nurse and a sub-nurse. When I got to go home he had worked for 21 hours. Doctors are no super-humans. With those working hours and that little sleep how is he supposed to be clear in his head, make legit decisions and give the right diagnosis?
I thought more of Sweden. We pay reckless amounts of taxes, more than enough for a hospital to be able to have two doctors running at the same time, or at least have one á jour if the going gets tough.
There lies truth in the morning
All dark except from shimmers of golden rays
A humbleness to the world
As if it awoke for the first time
Unaware of the circle of past, present, future
Of its’ inhabitants
Of its’ issues
You are ill world
I’m not the first to tell you this
The citizens of You are murderers
You are the victim
Sometimes you bite back
With earthquakes, volcano eruptions, tsunamis, draught, flooding
But it’s not voluntarily, the biting back, is it?
It’s simply your course of life
You respond to impact
Just as us humans
& when you wake up in the morning, the torture continues
The truth lies in the silence of the sunrise
If it wasn’t for us you’d be quiet forever
Untouched
But we make you bleed
Over and over again
We donate blood to each other
But who donates blood to you?
Who will save you?
If not, you?
When you become your savior
You’ll unknowingly kill us
This is your truth
That unbeknownst to you
You depend on nothing
and we depend on you
There lies your sincerity
There lies your truth
Two hours, several machines, nails and grinding later – and I’ve got myself a perfectly unstable computer-table! My own legs act as stabilizers. Movie-watching in bed has never been easier! What’s more important though is the fact that the computer won’t get over-heated.
The main-panel is an old piece of floor and the pillars are two pieces that were almost the same length – use what you’ve got! Here it is:
…millions of ideas and stress-hormones – you’ll find me.
Almost the whole class went to Hornhuset on Tuesday night to support our eccentric, brave, brilliant friend Hank to hear him sing with his band EVA on their first gig ever. He jumped up on the bar, jumped in a bed, took his shirt off (the audience forced him to – TAKE IT OFF! TAKE IT OFF!) and gave us one hell’a performance!
The rest of the week has looked like this:
Our new project is up and running. Our team had a rough start but after the TDS (team development session) yesterday we became the team I always had hopes of us becoming! Other than that my heart has been racing the whole week, I guess it’s stress, so now I’m doing my best to calm the f down and about to go out in the garage and build a computer-bed-table 😉
We are literally nothing but we pretend we are everything
If not, life would seem anything but worth living
If only for a second we would taste the true spice of our nothingness, the realization of our blunt faking would hit hard as a volcano – shaking our being till’ we fragmented into all the atoms we are made up of
The Epitome of Nothing shall echo through our useless actions – keeping us from stalling, constantly moving
Thinking is the reason why we suffer
Illusion of constant glee is why we endure
Endearments from beloved ones are the reasons to believe there is more to it than it actually is, this,
After a long week at school with projection mapping, arduinos, Light Blue Beans, coding, 3-D printing, and a commercial at that, Friday held the promise of wine and fine company.
We started at Queen’s Head, 15 people from the class, then we headed to Lilla Hotellbaren where more people joined and some of my missed friends who don’t attend Hyper joined as well! 😀 We chatted along and by 00.30 we decided to head to Slakthuset.
Where we chatted in the queue, peed in dark places and ordered an Uber just to send it off again when we realized we might actually get in to Slaktis (I’m sorry Mr. Chauffeur). After some dancing and drinking we left again and went to the cutest of parks, Ivar Los Park, with the most astonishing view over Stockholm.
All of a sudden in the midst of philosophical conversations, a guitarist and singing, with the rain pouring down over us, I looked at my phone to see it was 5.30AM.
Saturday was a dark cloud over my sky. Spent the day in bed except for a long walk but then decided to head into the city again only to end up in the same park.
Oats, molten butter, sweetener, cinnamon – the recipe to heaven. Seriously.That’s why I created the Apple Lie! The simpliest easiest tastiest glouriousest recipe ever.
First: HEAT YOUR OVEN – 200°C
Apple Lie Recipe
4dl of Glutenfree Oats
1dl of melted salted butter
Amount = Satsfaction Lvl Reached – Agave Syrup or Honey
1 Apple – cut in pieces
Vanilla Sauce
1-2dl of Coconut Milk
Massive amount of Pure Vanilla
Agave Syrup
1 Egg White
How to:
Simply blend everything together from the first step. Place the apples in the tin first then pour the mixture over. It should be quite sticky. Mix all ingredients in the vanilla sauce with an electric handmixer. Put in oven till’ oats are brownish. Probably takes about 10-15 minutes.
Êt Voilá! A tasty deliciousness for you and your friends!
Was yanked out of my sleep at 4.45 and headed to location at Mariatorget to shoot a commercial.
A quite easy shoot for me, few lines and what not, and despite that I got a tad nervous before we started. What’s interesting though is that as soon as I step in front of the camera, and into the situation that my character is in – the nervousness fades away.
The director worked in a manner which appeals to me. He is very straight-forward as a person and he did something which usually bothers me during the takes, but not this time because he did it with a very easy-going attitude: he continued rolling the tape and blurted out directions meanwhile till’ he got what he wanted or simply because he wanted to try something else.
The other main-character arrived late because, guess what!? His wife got labour-pains last night! So in between takes he checked his phone to see if anything new had happened – luckily nothing had.
I wanted a laptop-backpack, these were my criterions:
– Leather with gold-details – Laptop-pocket – Big enough to fit my work-out clothes + lunchbox – Extra pockets
I’m picky and buy things very seldom, therefore my perfectionist-heart took another skip when it found exactly what it had been looking for.
I bought this beauty via Etsy from In Bag We Trust. It will last a lifetime and that’s how I tend to see expensive purchases. I rather buy a beauty which I’ve been lusting for for a while rather than go and do a spontaneous-shopping tour at H&M for the same money.
This is pure craftsmanship by an anonymous man in Lithuania. Auguste is running his Etsy-page. She found his creations to be amazing and asked if she could run his Etsy-shop to spread his crafts to the world – AFFIRMATIVE! To build on that, she also corresponds faster than WordPress sends you a new password.
We celebrated my forever-young father last Sunday and for that occasion I made a raw-cake. This time I did not come up with the recipe myself but created the cake, oh sorry, TART, from the Hippie Lane App. I was sceptic about the lime/avokado mixture but with some extra sweetener and vanilla I got rid of most of the avvo taste and it turned out to be a success!
I will not share the recipe here of course because that would be a sneaky move but go ahead and download the Hippie Lane App!
All of my family and extended family was there and although hungover and not in my most attentive of moods I dwelled in the calm which surrounds a gathered family ❤
Last Friday was hilarious. Me and my team presented our manifesto = guidelines for how we want our time at Hyper to be and how we should be towards each other. An example: “The Mullet” – Business in the front, party in the back. Ok, two examples because they are funny and legit: “Eat challenge for breakfast” – Challenge yourself at all times and stretch that comfort zone in every given situation.
We were free-flying during the week and everyone could do whatever they wanted to do. 10 friends and I made a freaking hilarious music-video, and of course, our own DMC song. View the music video here.
After breaking into dance and snacking we went for some beers and wine.
Josie Mattsson 
