Wednesday, June 24, 2009

how many times?

This humble wall in the Meatpacking district,
since adorned with two large faces,
is now one of the most photographed walls in New York City.
Amazing what a couple of oversized
celebrities can do for an assembly of old brick.

Monday, June 22, 2009

schools out

So why the gloomy expressions?

far är rar

Father's day.
Much longer ago, when I was in
first or second grade,
we had a book that read:
Mor ror, far är rar.

I always found that line
sounding a bit strange.
I'm sure those of you who don't
read Swedish find it even more strange.

A direct translation would be:
Mother rows, father is nice.

It wasn't that my aba wasn't nice and sweet.
He was the sweetest.
But my mom never did row a boat.
We had row boats where I grew up.
And plenty of water.
The North Sea.
We often went out fishing
mackerel, codfish, flounder or whiting.
We caught crabs and the occasional lobster.
Picked oysters and mussels.
And we threw jelly fish at the girls.

I'm not sure any of those species are
easily found in Central Park however.

Rowing is.
Father does the rowing.
The wrong way.

Wednesday, June 17, 2009

new employee at Darling

Okay, so I rarely show
"commercial" portraits
on my blog.
Or any commercial work
for that matter.
I think commercial work should be
less advertising-looking.
I'm sure that would make
ads better.
I've always found it so weird that
food photography for example
is less appetizing
in ads compared to editorial
Is it because there are too many cooks?
Anyway, here's one in a series
of portraits I shot today.

Tuesday, June 9, 2009

it's not what it looks like

Photographs rarely are.
Not even news photos. Or documentary photos.
The guy is not alone, and he's actually very happy.
Surrounded by friends.
None of which is in frame. Clearly.
And the day was in color as most days are.
Albeit rainy.
We choose what to see.
We sometimes choose what others can see.

Saturday, June 6, 2009

camp life

so, i've just spent a few very rainy
and cold days chaperoning kids
at a camp.