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Involuntary Models


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These kindred spirits have been my models since I bought my first DSLR as a 14 year old. Hence, throughout the years, I’ve collected numerous of moments, starring them as the main characters.

Thank you mamma, pappa, Jessica & Jacob (a tad reluctant at first, but he loosened up) for letting me shove lenses extremely close to your eyes and trust me with it.IMG_4558 2.JPG

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As of this moment


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Staring out on the humble rain
watching summer disintegrate

Leaves are shapeshifting
eavesdropping

to the marching band of autumn
appearing in the distance

humans, animals and plants alike
prepare to cocoon for a winter’s fortnight

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Shenanigan’s in the South of Sweden


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Where white beaches live and tiny beach-cottages are situated, I feel at home. My family and I travel to Falsterbo/Skanör in Skåne every year and for the two past years Magnus, my sister’s boyfriend, and Nils have joined too, which adds to it even more.

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Nils and I have been a couple for more than a year now and during this trip I experienced a new kind of depth to our relationship. It takes time to get to know someone and I finally feel like I am getting there with him. We ventured out every night on our own adventures. Mainly to look at the sunset, or the moonrise, depending on the time. Being in love and committing this wholly is one of the most exciting journey’s I’ve ever been on.

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We spent our days eating, drinking, tanning, running, biking aaaand in the end we looked at the Falsterbo Horse Show.

If you ever go there, go to Fiskerögeriet in Skanör and order a glutenfree shrimp-sandwich. It’s the one dish I long for every year.

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Speaking of love, these two sprinkle their shimmering twosomeness-love all over us. Nothing better than seeing our parents still rooting for each other and be the team they’ve always been, now with a touch of what seems to be a reawakening of their love. Am I being cheesy enough? I believe so.

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This trip was also the first time I took my Sony A7Sii out for some stills. I love the flatness  and the crispy feel to the photos.

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Our Hyper Island Graduation


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Between the 14th to 16th of June we had our graduation.

It started off on Wednesday with a reunion-breakfast. It was nuts seeing everyone again after 7 months apart. I was nervous, completely overly excited and of course, very happy.

We did our internship-presentations and Chris’s and mine made people laugh a lot = success! Hearing about everyone’s different experiences was incredibly useful for me since I haven’t been at a company. I got to learn about agency-hierarchy in London, idiot bosses in Amsterdam and about great company-culture in Copenhagen.

What struck me the most was how much everyone has grown. Same people, changed people.  Those who were nervous and insecure before were now filled with confidence and faith in themselves. Those who had that from the start were now filled with new learnings about themselves and what they want to do in this life.

On Friday we had reflection and a bunch of other traditions (many I can’t talk about because I don’t want to spoil it for other Hypers). The day transitioned into evening and we went to Färgfabriken to have dinner and party together.

 

Our visual sorceress ❤

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Was completely baffled by this beauty and had to contain myself to not stalk her with the camera all night long.

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My crazy partner in crime!

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Kimbo and I ❤

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In the midst of the sandwich is the best program manager anyone could ask for. The breads are two crunchy, intelligent beauties.

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We all got the chance to honor a classmate. I got this fella. Did I tear up whilst reading my text about him? Yes.

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That was the end of this journey and the beginning of the rest of our lives. The gratitude I feel for this Hyper experience and these humans, is colossal.

DMC17 – over n’ out. 

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“His and Hers” The Backpack Version


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Nils and I are backpack-people but backpacks tend to take up a lot of space when they’re just lying around somewhere, especially when you live on 36sqm.

That’s why we came up with the REVOLUTIONARY idea to hang them on the wall – which became really cute. Many of my friends have said “AW THAT’S ADORABLE, his and hers!” and so I decided to make a blogpost about it.

(Don’t miss out on enjoying the view of Nils’s legs there in the bg) 

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Nils’s black bag is from Rains

Mine is from the best bag-maker out there (unfortunately their website seems to be out of order): https://www.instagram.com/bagwetrust/

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First day of school…again


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Nervous excitement. Today is the beginning of Graduation Week at Hyper Island. We have not seen each other for 7 months and I am beyond stoked to meet everyone.

It’s the end of the beginning! The beginning of a life outside of school. Who knows, maybe I’ll start studying something again or just take courses (because we all know one has to keep the mind fresh).

All I’m feeling is:
HELLO NEW LIFE! It will be a pleasure to meet you.

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Peeling layers of thought


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I’ve been writing all day. I went to Haymarket, looked around in the beautiful milieu and had a coffee, or two actually, very important.
The act of going to a place to write, is special. You designate time to write. I don’t do that very often, but when I do, I cherish every second.
I mostly wrote “bullshit” today. I didn’t even attempt to start on a story, a couple of poems though. I mainly wrote down thoughts and observations of late to rinse my head from dying thoughts.
I believe that when one undergoes change, a mental change that is, the previous thought-patterns die. They’re replaced with the new knowledge, perspectives and deeper understandings one has acquired throughout days, weeks, months.
Change is peculiar because a human can change over night from an experience and sometimes, if nothing extraordinary happens, the change takes time.

All I know is that I have new thoughts. I see the world differently and it is exciting albeit a bit terrifying because I am shifting values. What used to be important does not feel as important any longer. As a result, my future might look different than I’ve been thinking it would.

I know I will be driven towards a cause rather than a goal. What that cause is, I am yet to figure out.