We spent last night in Österlen after meeting with buyers at bookstores and specialty shops scattered across a few villages in southeastern Sweden. So far, both Årstider in Södra Mellby and Simrishamn Bokhandel have purchased my photography book, Österlen, and are now offering it to their esteemed customers. This time of year, before the tourist season begins properly, is the best time […]
This shot was taken during the last meal I ate in the United States back in 2022. Strange the things we remember. Airports fade. Hotels blur. Entire conversations fade into white noise. But a meal? A proper meal? Those linger. For years, I danced around the meat question. On and off vegetarian. Then pescatarian for […]
This is where Charlotte and I go for our morning and evening swims. We’re still waiting for the temperature to rise high enough for the year’s premiere dip. It seems as if it might be a few more weeks…
Sunday. Morning. Gothenburg. Got through the week’s fourth gym session early this morning on Kungsgatan in Göteobrg where Fitness24Seven has one of its many branches. Ran for forty minutes, and the sound of the treadmill combined with the tech podcast “Hard Fork” was barely able to drown out the guy farther down in the room […]
My worst fear is not death. Not really. It is losing my cognitive ability and perhaps not even fully realizing it. Worse still – sensing it vaguely, like a distant alarm bell muffled behind thick walls. Knowing something important to my life has slipped away but being unable to grasp what it was or where […]
I realize I quite possibly spend an inordinate amount of time thinking about things most people probably discard and never revisit. I am not one to dwell on sadness or tragedy, but some stuff refuses to leave my heart and soul. I created the above scene from one of my own photographs, an archival image […]
While going through my increasingly receding photo archive, I come across images that I haven’t seen in ages. This one is from my very first solo exhibition in a garage adjacent to the house I was renting while attending art college in Visby on the island of Gotland in the Baltic Sea southeast of Stockholm. […]
I’ve been meaning to write this for a few days. While Henry and I were out on our photographic road trip last week, the food we ate followed no map. To avoid getting “hangry,” our meals simply appeared when they had to – sometimes forgettable, occasionally regrettable, and now and then surprisingly good and worth […]
There’s something subtly disorienting about seeing a place you think you know from an angle you’ve never experienced. This image was part of my exhibition Malmö Upside Down in Slottsträdgården a few years ago. The premise was straightforward – take familiar places and shift the perspective enough that recognition is no longer immediate. Not to complicate […]
My book Abandoned – The Beauty in What Remains has been purchased by Louisiana Museum of Modern Art and is now available in their museum shop. To me, this in itself carries a certain significance, not to mention validation. Louisiana has long held a reputation not only for its exhibitions, but for the careful sensibility that extends into everything […]
This collage is from last night when we celebrated Valborg in Västra Hamnen, Malmö – one of those rare evenings where everything just falls into place. This image captures the atmosphere along the waterfront, from the Ljudkullarna to the open spaces by the sea, where thousands gathered to welcome spring. What stands out isn’t just […]
The other day, during a road trip with Henry, we stopped to photograph this beautiful old wooden building housing Göta Hotell. It couldn’t have been more perfectly placed, and the weather was just about ideal for this quiet stretch along Göta Kanal. The hotel has appeared in several Swedish films and, while they clearly have […]
I learned only recently that the plastic surgeon Jan B. Weislander passed away in December 2025. The news arrived quietly, almost in passing, which in itself felt strangely fitting. For nearly a decade, he was a client of mine, though “client” never quite captured the relationship. I advised Dr. Weislander on how to refine his […]
Stockholm. Spring. Finally. The cherry trees in Stockholm’s Kungsträdgården (King’s Park) don’t ease into it – they just arrive, all at once, turning an otherwise grey city center into a pink extravaganza. A few days of soft pink, light shifting through petals, people slowing down, most without quite realizing it. Shot entirely on my old […]
This is Vadstena Castle, from my first visit to this part of Östergötland a few days ago. There’s no denying the scale or the design – it’s impressive. But standing here, it also feels almost oversized, out of proportion with the relatively small town around it. I’ve read that this imbalance wasn’t accidental. When Swedish […]
Sunday. Sun. Smögen. It’s been about 42 years since I was last in Smögen, that postcard-perfect fishing village on Sweden’s west coast. Hard for me to grasp how quickly time has passed. Back then, I visited several summers in a row – a kind of mandatory stop during a week-long sailing trip along this gorgeous […]
Sunday. Morning. Fjällbacka. It almost feels as if we have this quaint fishing village to ourselves, my buddy and fellow photographer Henry Arvidsson and I. Off-season travel is the name of the game. Last year’s photo adventure took us to Svalbard. This year, we’re on a road trip through some of Sweden’s most beautiful places […]
My first transatlantic crossing was in 1966. My mother, Solveig “Sissi” Ina Andersson (later Anders), and I traveled from Los Angeles to Trollhättan. What remains from that first trip are not clear scenes but blurry fragments. A room. A bed, or perhaps a sofa bed where my great-grandmother Selma was resting. Me, standing nearby, trying […]
I captured this fellow in Aix-en-Provence last week. I occasionally notice men like him, roughly my age, behind counters, pushing carts, stacking shelves, mopping floors that don’t really need it. There’s a stillness about these men. Not defeat, exactly, but something adjacent. A kind of withdrawal. And I find myself wondering – not out of […]
Here are a few compiled Cannes clips from last week’s visit. All shot on my trusty old iPhone 14 from 2022. Footage was shot in 4k at 60fps, edited on a 1080p timeline and rendered as a 4:22 film file using Final Cut Pro.
Back in Sweden again after yet another inspiring visit to the French Riviera. There’s always that slight recalibration when I return – different light, different pace. Spring is just about to happen here in Malmö. I can feel it more than I can see it. The air has shifted. The light lingers a little longer. […]
A few minutes in, along the water, and I’m no longer just on the Côte d’Azur. The air – that mix of salt, sun, and something faintly urban – lands almost exactly like Venice Beach. Not identical, but close enough. Close enough that the body recognizes it before the brain does. Palm trees spaced just […]
Even if daily temperatures are nowhere near what I prefer and what my body yearns for, I feel comfortable knowing that we’re heading into six months of agreeable weather.
Geometry doesn’t lie, and it’s readily available in both urban dwellings and organic environments. It’s just there – in shadows cutting across a facade, lines meeting, in patterns that appear once you look beyond the obvious. That’s the moment I’m currently focused on. Geometric photography isn’t just simplification. It’s more about revealing or discovering patterns, […]
I’m not a huge fan of moules frites. There, I said it. Not because it tastes bad – quite the opposite. It’s perfectly fine. Occasionally, even good. But it’s one of those dishes where the effort-to-reward ratio feels… off. Still, place me at a table where the group momentum is strong enough, and I will […]
There’s something quietly relentless about going through an archive of one’s own work. Not the glamorous part of photography. Not the travel, not the moment of capture, not even the finished image. Just me, a screen, and tens of thousands of files staring back, asking to be judged, thrown away or tweaked. I’m currently working […]
Here’s a collage from our Tuesday visit to the Louisiana Museum of Modern Art. If for no other reason, living in Malmö has the geographical benefit of being so relatively close to Louisiana, as well as having Copenhagen and Kastrup International Airport nearby.
Here’s an inverted version of Humlebæk train station, which is located near the shore of Øresund and just a few minutes’ walk from the Louisiana Museum of Modern Art, where Elle, Charlotte, and I spent most of yesterday afternoon enjoying the world-class exhibits, the excellent shop, gorgeous surroundings, and delicious food. We make a cultural […]
I captured this wild red sea bream (madai) at the old fish market Tsukiji in Tokyo which I’ve visited a couple of times. It wasn’t pretty in any conventional sense. The market was huge, wet, noisy, chaotic and smelled exactly like you’d expect a place handling the ocean’s harvest to smell. Nothing there was staged […]
Friday. Evening. Gothenburg. Took the early milk run north through the country, from the south coast to the west coast. Spent most of the train ride writing, largely offline. Grabbed the train’s sturdy conductor to explain that there was no way to get online.Oh, so the Wi-Fi is down? The stressed conductor asked, his expression […]
Somewhere in Americamura – Osaka’s American Village. Street portraits. No plan. Just walking. Looking. Studying. What makes street portrait photography work isn’t just about luck. It’s negotiation without words. Distance, timing, intent. Knowing when to step in, when to hold back, when a glance is permission and when it’s a boundary. In Japan, that balance […]
This could have been from the Shinkansen trip between Osaka and Kanazawa, or Kyoto to Osaka last fall. Hard to say. Not important. What stayed with me was the bento box. Not just because it was neatly packed and thoughtfully composed. Clean lines, balanced colors, a quiet attention to detail. Soft rice, crisp pickles, something […]
By now, I’ve experienced all seasons in Japan, though only in the southern part of the country. Aside from Mount Fuji, I have yet to see snow on the ground or any of the country’s northern alpine landscapes. This shot is from the temple area of Nara, sometime in late October, when the leaves of […]
Urban landscape photography has always felt like a contradiction that somehow makes perfect sense. The genre sits right at the intersection of structure, chaos, permanence, change and dilapidation. Once established, most cities are built to last, yet they’re never finished. Something is always being torn down, rebuilt, repurposed, or abandoned. What draws me in is […]
During our whirlwind road trip around California, David Pahmp and I were set on visiting at least one ghost town. We arrived at Bodie too late the first day, just as the place was closing. We came back the next morning and had several hours to walk around properly. That was the right way to […]