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a Sweltering Summer


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I came naked out of the shower when I noticed;
the first rays of summer-sun shone onto my bed.
As if they were a blanket, I crawled underneath them and let their gentle warmth caress my body.
This body which had yearned for their touch throughout a winter’s eternity.
As she spread her energy all over me, I let out a tender tear. One filled up with all that longing, released into a powerful sensation of belonging.
Little did I know, that summer would be…

At last,
rain.
I noticed today that the leaves on the branches were bleached
that their comrades had fallen to the ground
A dry summer leads to preterm death
I learned that the sun can take lives
just as it gives life
that everything in abundance,
causes imbalance
and so I greet rain when nature yearns for it
Just as I release a drop of my own
when my sun-deprived body is touched by the first rays of summer-sun

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Five Months of summer


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I walk down to the park by Karlaplan that has a fountain in the middle of it. I see the Mc Donald’s where Anna bought burgers, fries and ice-cream to our heart-broken friend. I see the bench where we sat down for an hour, talked, laughed and wiped the tears off of her cheeks, reminding her of all good that came out of their relationship.

The day after we are sipping wine on my balcony for hours on end in the first warm strokes of brighter times. We are having the type of conversations which draws you in completely and fully. Where all of my attention is on the four eyes before me, their thoughts, which they formulate into words and land in my mind. In those moments I always think: this is what I keep on living for. This connection, the sharing of past experiences and the now, the stubborn will to understand, the urge to be there for one another and the quiet crackling of invisible bonds being made.

I took a photo, of course, and they damned me for being insensitive.
“I’m crying Josie, damn it! Could you just not take a photo right now?!”
I utter an excuse but in my mind I’m thinking: I need to capture this moment.
I want to remember.

That was the start of this summer and all of a sudden, as I am looking at the fountain, the memories from it come spiraling down from the sky and I experience it all again in a miniscule version.

It’s the 29th of October today, yet christmas seems further away than the summer we recently left behind does. Because it never stopped. I couldn’t believe it, is this my life now? One endless party with amazing, intriguing people who seem to be appearing out of nowhere.

The fountain keeps splashing water on me but I don’t care, I’m stuck in reflection.
What have these past months done to me?
They made me grow.
As a friend, a partner, a family-member, a professional, a party-animal ūüėČ

I’ve experimented with my limits a lot. I’ve pushed mental barriers away into a deep dark corner of my mind until they’ve dissolved and tried my best to set myself free, to let go of control.
I’m a firm believer in that keeping principles of how life should be lived is the main reason to feeling dissatisfied, these months became the proof of that. For never have I felt this calm within. Even in anxious moments I can remain sane in the comforting thought of: “Only because you’re feeling this right now does not mean it will be you forever.”

As kids we explore, try and fail. As adults we try so hard to remain the same. Maybe because it’s worked so far, maybe because it’s the easy way out.
These past experiences became an important reminder of that without this pushing of myself, I’d never would have reached who I am today. A version of me that is probably the best one so far, something I’m very proud of.
It’s due to a little push from within but mainly thanks to each and every person that I’ve had the privilege to spend time with.

I’m going to keep pushing, exploring and experimenting.

I will grow but I will never grow up.

With that motivational quote, I leave you ūüėČ

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Party in the Park


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Nils and I traveled home from Sk√•ne to attend Ash’s and Veronica’s massive messer. We were so hyped that we even ditched our parents meeting each other for the first time… Not good, but it was for a good cause ūüėČ

The party started during the day and continued till’ late.

Nima was well-dressed per ush in his robe. Usually he’s not wearing anything but underwear because he hates pants. The robe was, of course, dropped later.¬†DSC03293.jpg

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Veronica (on the left) is the best host in the world and treated us with drinks, snacks and LIFE.

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A waterwar erupted and I documented with a sneaky smile, protected behind the camera.

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As parties goes, it became messier the further into the night we got.

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A day and a half filled with funny friends and jolly moods.

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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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Long time no see


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Been up in my head lately and haven’t been able to put words to my thoughts, but I’m thinking I’m done with that now. Sick of thinking, better start doing instead. Hence I’m back here in my little digital home.

These past weeks I’ve been partying a lot, held our final presentation on our final project at Hyper, lost my bankcard & tried new birth control pills which messed up my mind. Now I have three weeks of “professional specialization” before internship which means I’m supposed to find a mentor, make a plan of my internship with Chris and yadiyada. I’m yearning for NYC though, so I might go on a weekend there to visit my favorite Italian, Elena. ‚̧

So, a photobomb:

 

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Summer Memories & the complexity of memory


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Summers tend to appear blurry, days vaporize into each other and create fuzzy memories. When did I do what? What happened when? Who was I with?  Thank you Steve Jobs for creating the smartphone so I can document whatever I want to in a jiffy and remember.

Speaking of this, I wonder if I, due to the invention of the smartphone, have gotten a worse memory? ¬†Thinking that I am less prone to remember things for myself, knowing that I always have my “buddy” in my pocket who remembers for me. Then the question is – what do I actually remember? Thinking back on¬†my summer, I have vivid memories of some occasions, and others are gone.

It’s interesting with memory since it seems to be very selective in what it chooses to remember, but it happens without my conscious interferance, so what is the dominant decision-maker in memory selection and why does it choose to remember some things but not others? ¬†This all adds up to if it is worth the effort to exercise ones¬†memory in order to remember more clearly, or is it OK to leave that up to a computer? Then to a more philosophical question – WHY is the need to remember so strong? Perhaps it is a type of receipt on that I have lived.

Anyhow, here is my summer in phone-shots. Starting from this last week to the beginning of summer.

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Midsummer Madness


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Arabo had been planning our midsummer feast for a whole week and when Midsummer’s day came, he, Pako and Sonja rolled into my kitchen with SO MUCH FOOD! The rest of the crew came at 4 and so we started eating + drinking en masse… ūüėČ Nils was game-leader and we played burnball, catching apples from buckets, frog-jump, and Norwegian drunkenness.

Here’s a photobomb from the day,¬†am working on the film as well. It’s difficult not to take a thousands of pictures/film of these beautiful friends of mine, hence I have some content to go through…

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The best freaking Västerbottenpie any of us had ever tasted. Arabo is a master-chef.

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Someone was sun-kissed.. ehrm ehrm, more like slapped.

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It’s nice to see that my love for him was captured ‚̧

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Boss ass bitches.

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Ash, the curly one with yellow shirt, sure knows how to pose!

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Look at this fairy…

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We went out on a raid to find flowers and stole them from my neighbours…

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Hahaha…

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V danced with the pole… ;)))

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I was feeling it… Timmy was not =/

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These guys lost and we all got to shoot them in their bums with the football.

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The best fellas!

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Don’t mess with him.

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Drunken burnball was extremely fun. Highly recommended!

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Booze-delivery!