Sometimes, when I sneeze or blow my nose, I can feel air escaping through the corner of my left eye. It feels incredibly weird, as if I’m no longer properly sealed. Have I developed some kind of “eye incontinence”? Swedish summers are short, but this year most of it didn’t get washed away by […]
During my first Interrail trip through Europe in the summer of 1983, I met all sorts of travelers. Among them was Andrew, a funny, adventurous dude from New York City. We crossed paths on the island of Corfu, and after a week or so of hanging out there, we took the ferry back to mainland […]
The color blue has always spoken to me, though never of sadness or melancholy. For me, blue is the color of stillness, depth, and release. Above all, blue is the color of the ocean and the extraordinary calm I feel whenever I am submerged in it, whether diving or simply holding my breath beneath the […]
Here’s a piece from my ongoing abstract photography project, L’Escapade Éphémère, which I’ve been working on more consistently for about a year. I define L’Escapade Éphémère as a fleeting departure from the defined – where movement loosens light, color, and form, and places shed their certainty, dissolving into something fluid, ambiguous, and briefly liberated from the tyranny […]
Here we are: Charlotte, Elle, and I, the other evening, just about to have dinner at a fancy-pantsy pizzeria in Malmö. This was two days after Charlotte and I drove up to Halmstad to spend a night at a hotel to celebrate our 28th wedding anniversary with a cozy dinner followed by a long walk […]
Malmö. Friday. Genetic. Had lunch with my rheumatologist the other day. We break bread a couple of times a month and talk about the joy of writing and traveling, and about the increasingly chaotic state of the world. Even though we’re sitting there at the Lebanese restaurant as two private individuals, he understandably can’t quite […]
This is from earlier this evening during our semi-ritualistic after-dinner walk. The weather is usually superb in August and I can only hope it will continue for another few weeks.
We have known each other for close to half a century—in a few cases, even longer. We stay in touch almost every day through a WhatsApp chat group, but we can rarely synchronize our schedules for a full reunion. Missing from this photo is Tommy Sahlin, who wasn’t able to make it this past Friday. […]
A buddy of mine reminded me yesterday of something I had completely forgotten about: a photograph of a parrot that I had captured on Maui – licensed by the University of Cambridge for a scientific research paper that has since been published in Nature, one of the world’s most prestigious science journals. Now that the […]
I did two very unusual things after arriving in Göteborg early this morning. The first was to have a decent breakfast at Jungrens Café along Avenyn – the city center’s main drag and a classic hangout that my friends and I used to frequent for hours on end, almost daily. The food and coffee were […]
There is always a comfortable level of familiarity whenever I return to Copenhagen. Since moving to Malmö almost 30 years ago, I’ve visited the Danish capital more times than I can count, quietly accumulating way more than enough photographs to eventually put together a book with some unique perspectives of that great city. Yet, every […]
Speaking of yellow… this is likely one of the most photographed objects in the Swedish capital. It is an irresistible cliché right across from the Royal Palace. As a commoner, I have not much in common with the Swedish royals; however, as a child visiting Stockholm for the first time while in Sweden for the […]
Not exactly sure where or how this particular ICM (intentional camera movement) came into existence except that it was created in Stockholm a few weeks ago. “Yellow He Yelled” seems like a fitting title.
After protracted and exhaustive deliberations and subsequent bilateral negotiations, the undersigned was recently tendered access and ownership of an unspecified quantity of personal chattel and effects, which had heretofore remained sequestered for a staggering duration of four-and-one-half decades. Intermingled amongst the aforementioned historical artifacts were archival visual representations originating from an epoch wherein the subject’s […]
I’ve been eating very well while in Stockholm. There have been a few extraordinary culinary experiences, including both lunches and dinners. I get a lot of pleasure when eating well-made, creatively presented food that challenges my palate and tastebuds. That said, I can still enjoy a functional meal of comfort food where there are no […]
Wednesday. Sixty-three. 2026 – 1963 = 63. Well, I guess it’s time for another little inventory. In my youth, I aimed so hard not to make it much past 30. Now here I am, more than twice that age, several years older than my mom ever got to be, and with a good chance of […]
My brother Tyko would have turned 59 today. He took his own life 23 years ago, leaving a silence I will carry in my heart for the rest of my days. Tyko possessed a restless, wandering heart. Like me, he found immense freedom in traveling and meeting new people along the way. I took this […]
This is from a cozy café in Stockholm where I wrote from last week. They closed yesterday for the summer but their interior was filled with colorful textiles that I had to attempt capturing in motion.
so this isn’t a traditional double or triple exposure. It’s another image where I am “painting” with the camera, using it’s lens and a very long exposure to create and fixate a (for me) interesting abstract scene. I captured this at a subway station in Stockholm just the other day.
I captured this abstract figure of a woman the other day when Charlotte, Elle, and I had lunch at Moderna Museet in Stockholm. It was the second time in two weeks that I was there. The previous visit was with Erica, a friend from New York, and her buddy Erik from Stockholm. Both times we […]
It was my old buddy Håkan who suggested we have lunch at Tennstopet the other day. He said I would experience something out of the ordinary – stretching far beyond the joy of the food itself, so that feels almost like stepping into a time capsule. I trust Håkan and his description was tempting, so […]
But of course the local bakery on Ringvägen has “cinnamonbun123” (kanelbulle123) as its Wi-Fi password. Bull’s-eye, you could say. Speaking of eyes, I’m sitting here at the cafe after a follow-up visit with Doctor Johnny at SÖS (Södersjukhuset, one of Stockholm’s main hospitals). The drops he put in my left eye were meant to dilate […]
Time Is Flying. Is it just me, or is my brain editing the footage? Lately, I’ve been almost shocked by the sheer velocity of the calendar. Admittedly, I’ve had trouble living in the here and now for as long as I can remember. I’m always looking forward — to the next trip, the next project, […]
I shot this flag hanging in a store window yesterday while walking around the Royal Opera. I was temporarily in Sweden during most of America’s Bicentennial back in 1976. Now, as the absurdly commercialized 250th anniversary is underway, I realize I’ve become more Swedish than American. I don’t feel compelled to visit the USA right […]
I’ve been spending a lot of time looking at this frame I took of an old man in Old Town Stockholm a few days ago – and it got me thinking about how absurdly technical photography gets sometimes. We obsess over corner sharpness, a sensor’s dynamic range, and pixel-peeping until the image is technically perfect. […]
Stockholm Summer 2026 Yesterday afternoon. A woman alone on a bench. Almost swallowed by a wall’s vast paleness. The city moved around her: footsteps, traffic, voices, bicycles. Doors opening and closing. People on their way to people. Stockholm in summer feels indecently alive. Laughter from bars and cafés. Bare legs in the sun. Water glittering […]
While walking along the water yesterday at about eight o’clock, the evening sun was unusually flattering and made me look at this bridge twice before realizing how a beautiful light can make such a difference on subjects that don’t always get the attention they deserve. For the thousands of commuters rushing over it every day, […]
Photography is often a quest to freeze the second, to lock reality into a razor-sharp fraction of time. Yet, the very moment the camera is deliberately set in motion, the ephemeral frame shatters. The world ceases to be a fixed point – it becomes fluid, a raw material waiting to be shaped. Through the Intentional […]
This is Malmö C early yesterday morning. I once had a neighbor who used to ask me why I travel so much. She eventually leaned into the interrogation: “How can you possibly appreciate life at home if you’re never there?” I answered her question with another question: “How can you appreciate your home when it’s […]
There is an undeniable magic to France, but if I am being brutally honest and facing an uncomfortable truth, these last three visits have left me feeling an urgent need to detox. There’s just too many temptations, i.e. too much good food, especially delicious cheeses, related beverages in France. Not all, but most of everything that […]
Paris. Tuesday. Afternoon. The first time I set foot in Paris was at the end of July 1983, during the final stretch of my first of two Interrail adventures through Europe. I was an almost twenty-year-old guy with a head of curly brown hair, on my way back to Sweden after a month-long journey that […]
Sunday. Evening. Reims. Near heatstroke. It hit 93°F (34°C) this afternoon by the time we sat down for a late lunch after our last tasting at Maison G.H. Martel. Our collective sigh of relief we let out in that air-conditioned brasserie probably echoed across the entire dining room. Next to us sat a newly retired couple from […]
Here’s a few clips from where two seas meet in northern Jylland. Where the Skagerrak and Kattegat crash into each other in restless, shifting currents. Where concrete ruins from Nazi-era bunkers are slowly being swallowed by sand, salt, wind, and time. Where pale beaches stretch for miles beneath a vast northern Scandinavian sky. This is […]
Yesterday, I waded out to the point often described as the nearest place on land where one can experience the meeting of two seas – the North Sea (The Atlantic Ocean) and the waters leading toward the Baltic. I’m not entirely convinced that the claim is as precise as the tourist brochures suggest. Geography has […]
Henry and I arrived in Skagen expecting light. That famous Skagen light. The one painters have been chasing for more than a century. Instead, I got this. A vast, rolling cloud formation moved in over the dunes near the northern tip of Denmark, where Skagerrak and Kattegat meet – where the North Sea and the […]