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So, I’m making a comeback after 2 years of silence. My studies to become a physiotherapist has taken most of the time from the photography. Until I got these in the mail, analog pictures taken between 2013-2018!

First out a collection of sporadic pictures and portraits of close friends and family…

 

The autumn 2015 a very legendary race went down in Stockholm – the ship Lova won the yearly Saltkråkan race and it was me and the skippers who celebrated with a trip to the paradise island Bullerö… (click to enlarge)

 

Last but not least, I brought my camera to one of the clean-up-days at Beckholmen. People from all boats and organisations connected to BDF, organisation for the docks at Beckholmen, where there to help and trying to set up an old saw among other things…

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En ö i staden – Runmarö

Foton från Svängens pizza-kväll 27/12 2013, Runmarös krog, Stockholms skärgård.

Galleriet ligger uppe för gästerna och vännernas skull.

En del bilder kan komma att ingå i ett ganska nystartat dokumentations-projekt om ön som alltid kommer att vara mitt hem och fasta punkt i livet, trots att jag är ett “frat”.

Runmarös knutpunkt Svängen har drivits som krog sedan 2012, för mer info se Facebook

In the dock, Beckholmen, Stockholm

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Bilder från Östra dockan på Beckholmen. Mer info om Beckholmen – se Beckholmens Dockförenings hemsida

I dockan denna sommar: Galeasen Libra, galeasriggade norska kuttern Jens Kiil (Stockholm) och bramsegelskonaren Vega från Gamleby, Västervik.

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Tall ships Libra and Jens Kiil from Stockholm and the schooner Vega from Gamleby, Västervik

in the dock at Beckholmen, Stockholm.

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Psychology students are not as politically correct as they think.. they’re wild!

One night as a photographer for the students in Stockholm attending the annual psychology congress in Sweden – PS13

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Guards are waiting for the students to arrive

The party committee are thrilled and running around making the lasts arrangements.

Students are starting to arrive and get ambushed by a over-enthusiastic photographer with the assignment to document their evening.

As part-time barrister I make friends with the staff in the kitchen – it’s always good for a photographer to know where I can get my coffe “the fix” for the evening… and also it’s hard not to make new friends while working.

“Hon har blommor i sitt hår…” (she has flowers in her hair) the guard is singing when I make my way between the lobby, preparing my kit, and heading towards the stairs to wait for my first model.

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Where do I find the best light for portraits? I have one hour to figure out before the students sits down for dinner.

“Well, thank you – I guess ONE glass of champagne will just help me relax and do my work better..”

Students are discussing the past days lectures and exchanging experiences from their own hometowns. Now it’s starting to get crowded. With 600 psychology students in one building a reportage-photographer gets “itchy fingers” with all the emotions and interesting discussions going on.

How does a student from a small town close to Borås, the west of Sweden, analyze Stockholmers? What is most exciting during these days, to party with so many different people in the capital of Scandinavia or to discuss the theme of the congress “What are the boundaries?” when does “no” means just “NO” and not yes.

In both restrooms there’s a bowl with condoms. At the mens bathroom the bowl is empty within an hour. The girls are closing in on the bowl first later during the evening.

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“Oh! I have to have a photo of you close to this bowl – you have such a nice green dress that combines well with the condoms…?”

“No, what will my mum say if she sees that picture on facebook!? ‘What did u this weekend!??'”

The waiter is standing by the window, waiting for the students to get settled for dinner. He’s giving me a strange look when I’m closing in with my camera – first I think he might dislike to have his picture being taken.

“I think I recognize u?”

“You do? From where? Do you buy your coffee at Espresso House?”

“You are Kiki, aren’t you?”

“Yes??!”

“I’m Nuno – from couchsurfing!”

It’s a couchsurfer I wrote with before I left for Uruguay this winter(!) he’s an architect trying his luck in Sweden and this is his first day at work. We never had time to meet before I left on  my reportage-trip and now we’re working at the same event – life works in mysterious ways…

“Here you have my number, call me! Good luck tonight”

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“What’s wrong with the dish?” The chef just have to pour of a bit of oil, he don’t have time to explain and then hands it back to Nuno again.

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Crazy times

It’s finally spring in Stockholm. Or is it summer?

It’s been a loong, looong winter for Sweden. I have had the luxury to spend a summer in February-March in Uruguay. When I came back the last of March I thought I’d return just in time for spring, but I was wrong.

April have pasted by with sunny days but cold weather. The returning light tells you that it’s spring but the nature tells you differently, people get confused, animals act strange.

The traffic in Stockholm is crazy, the whole city is under construction at the same time that everyone one are eager to get out in the sun. People want everyithing to be done NOW. At the coffeshop the guests want their café latte to be served even before they’ve had time to place their order. In the street people walk directly out in the traffic “What, I need to cross the street?”. The traffic lights show red, one person start walking, looking down in his smartphone and everyone else follows – if one cross the street it has to mean it’s green light, right?

The last week I think I’ve seen 1-5 people almost getting run over without noticing it.

I thought I was the confused one, coming home from a long trip, the first weeks back home I kept on wondering “what’s wrong with people?” before I realized that the winter have just been toooo long for swedes to handle..

Spring is crazy, the weather is crazy, people are crazy – the only thing that is normal are the students. They are just as crazy as always.

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If it’s gonna be winter better be real winter

Tuesday night I took a walk from work together with a brasilian guy who had come in to the coffeeshop last week and I told him I’d show him my favorite place in Sthlm –

We passed by the construction fo the new tubeline under the lake – citybanan. Thought I’d go see if one of my locals was working, a guy from England who’s thought me how they build these things (putting down pipes and then sucking out the water), but it was too cold to stop longer than it took to take a pic.

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the walk took us to Skinnaviksbergen, it was too cold to photograph properly, I snapped one of Norrmälarstrand in -15ish at 21h.

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Walter asked me if you’d be able to walk on the lake soon. I believe I said, give it 3days more of this cold…

Today, friday, on my way to work…

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And then they build icebergs with the snow from the rest of the city…

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Don’t think I’ll want to swim in Riddarfjärden this summer…

I also played tourist – asking a spanish couple (the ones with the IKEA-bag) to take a photo of me at Mälarpaviljongen, a bar I sat at dipping my toes this summer…

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That’s what I love about Sweden, the changes of seasons. In everything else we’re very “lagom”, in the middle section – but when it’s winter it better be real winter, -10 with glistering snow and a clear sky as a cure for the darkness.