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Venice Pier Surfer Dude
Black Beach Bike Blues
Running on Jet Fuel
Contrasts. I live for them. Thought about contrasts during this morning’s super-early, jet lag induced jog around Malmö, Just a few days ago, I was running between the piers. The morning’s weather was spectacular with a temperature not too different from what I had been getting used to in Venice Beach. I didn’t see a single homeless person this morning, though. Then again it was early.
Topsy Turvy
Ten days in Los Angeles – primarily Venice Beach – is food for the soul. For mine, anyway. I’ve met family, spent time with a few old friends and made some new, interesting acquaintances. Most importantly, there’s been adequate time for well-needed introspection. On life in general and more specifically on what I should focus on creatively henceforth. What will propel and satisfy me into the next phase? Where will the next challenges come from?
Change is good. Challenges are better.
It’s soon time for new endeavors. Geographically and artistically. This is precisely what I’ve been contemplating/pondering whilst surfing, running or shooting under the California sun.
Through an unforeseen but nonetheless fortunate chain of events, I met a couple of inspiring fellows during morning coffee at Cow’s End; Larry, a photographer and visual artist and Roy, a short story film director and writer. I met both just after my arrival to L.A., which in itself made the trip worthwhile. Creatively speaking, that is.
Roy and I had actually met during last year’s visit. This time, he introduced me to Larry who had also just recently finished a book project about Vietnam and could fully relate to the creative void I’ve been experiencing following the publication of the book about Malmö Opera.
During a few walks along Venice Pier, Larry and I spoke at great length about this conundrum and other related topics and Larry gave me (perhaps inadvertently) the intellectual push I needed to pursue a relatively new path I’d been feeling somewhat anxious about.
The photo above is the Airbus 380 I flew with from LAX to Frankfurt. The ride over continental USA and then across the north Atlantic was extremely bumpy and sleep was sporadic at best.
Frankfurt is one of the most confusing airports I’ve ever had the displeasure of visiting. The often unclear and therefore misleading signage and lack of manned information stations almost caused me to miss my connecting flight to Copenhagen.
Okay, so I was tired after the turbulent eleven hour flight. But never before have I had to pass through three different passport control stations during an hour long stopover!
Surprisingly, the security and checkin process at LAX was, if not exactly pleasant, than at least painlessly smooth.
The Tom Bradley Terminal at Los Angeles International Airport is hopefully going to be used as a benchmark when airports like JFK and Newark one day decide to modernize.
It’s going to be interesting to see how long this trip’s jet lag lasts…so far, it’s pretty much topsy turvy.
Tiffany Ballerina
From this morning’s ballerina themed shoot in Venice Canals and Venice Beach. Great working with a professional model like Tiffany Crystal. So little direction needed. And she was extremely confident and agile in her poses – in no small way thanks to 13 years of ballet experience.
Cow’s End
Like every morning these last three visits to Venice, I take in my morning coffee (two shots of Guatemalan espresso topped off with a few drops of organic coconut milk) at Cow’s End together with a group of locals – most of which have worked or still work in the film and/or entertainment industry.
I barely know everyone by name, but there is certainly no shortage of interesting and inspiring characters among them.
Enjoyed another 10k run this before coffee morning. It’s finally getting warmer and sunnier. Hope it stays that way until it’s time to head back to what I hear is an almost despicably but not unheard of cold and wet Scandinavian summer.
Surf Tacos
Almost a week of my visit has passed and I’m still a little jet-lagged. Wake up at 04:30 a.m. and work a little before stretching and pulling my body into the wet suit, quietly taking my board down the apartment building’s stairs, onto the beach and into the waves. This morning was spectacular and the first day so far that provided some sunshine.
Had a great meal yesterday evening. It’s hard to find really good Mexican-inspired food in Sweden. Malmö has a few places that offer a few decent dishes, but it’s mostly standard recipe stuff with none of that home made cooking vibe that you can expect at almost every food truck in L.A. As far as I know, the level of splendor and amazing variety available here is unsurpassed. Outside of Mexico, of course. Last night, I had what was arguably one of the top ten meals in this category at a unassuming poco bodega a few blocks inland in Manhattan Beach aptly called, Sion’s Mexican Restaurant. The Ahi-Ahi tuna tacos, shrimp tacos, guacamole, refried beans – all of it was just superb and made a big dent in my belly – and was the perfect fix for my week-long craving.
Pacific Noodle Soup
There something special about the Pacific Ocean here in Southern California. I hadn’t thought of it before this morning’s surf. But the cool temperature and mild but pronounced salinity makes it somehow comfortable and easy to spend a long time in the waves. Which is good when sets are far few between. Not like this morning when they just kept rollin’ in.
Pier to Pier
This morning, I ran one of my all-time favorite 10k distances: along the coast between Santa Monica and Venice piers. The weather couldn’t of been better with about 20 degrees C and cloudy.
It’s “June Gloom” right now which means misty/foggy mornings that burns off towards the early afternoon and then sunny until the sun sets in the Pacific.
Vi är Malmö Opera
My New Book
After an unusually long gestation period, I can finally unveil what is arguably the most inspiring project I have ever worked on thus far: a new, 240 page coffee table book called, We are Malmö Opera. I’ve designed a site for the book as well with a slew of additional images (outtakes) and a condensed version of how the project began, a brief description of my workflow and a link to where you can order your copy/copies of the new book.
Time to Fly
Time to fly. Southern California is calling. Loudly.
Up, up and away!
Shot this a few years ago somewhere over the Öresund strait – a part of southern Scandinavia where the North Atlantic and the Baltic Sea converge between Denmark and Sweden. It’s one those images I can’t honestly remember taking. Which isn’t that surprising, really, But I’m still going to keep it. It represents one of those moments in my life where I left my comfort zone (and the comfort of the Earth’s gravity) for new perspectives.
Getting rid of stuff
So much going on behind the scenes these days. Stuff I can’t share here or elsewhere right now. Soon, though. Very soon. A new book is about to be unveiled…
In the meantime, I’m spending a considerable amount of unbillable hours (days, really) figuratively wading through tens of thousands of images and video clips from more than a year of commercial production. Folks, I’m like a crazy person swinging a machete – thrashing, slashing and deleting my way back to a tangible, manageable state of storage.
Skånes Magiska Rapsfält
Här kommer den. Rapsfilmen. Filmat både från under ett sportflygplan och utmed grusvägarna mellan jordbruken längs sydkusten. Har använt Canon-prylar och en Gopro till filmsekvenserna och förträffliga Zoom H6 till ljudet som jag spelade inte i källaren tidigare idag. Allt är klippt i Final Cut Pro X.
Rapsfält i Skåne
Skånes rapsfält. Hur vackra är dom inte så här års? Och doften, sen då? Ljuvlig. Jag har verkligen tagit fasta på det där man säger lite flyhänt att man skall stanna upp lite och lukta på blommorna. Känns sunt och livsbejakande. Är verkligen less på inomhustillvaron och all evinnerlig, oåterkallelig tid jag lägger framför skärmen.
Arrival of Summer
As per usual, spring gave way to summer in the blink of an eye. So, while the tuna was being marinated for the evening’s Sriracha Fish Tacos, I headed out to capture a few moments. The social metamorphosis this country goes through once the heat is turned on is truly remarkable. All is forgotten over night and residual memories from the previous eight months of being pounded by rain, snow and gusty winds from every possible direction are just gone. Amazing.
Poke Bowl
Tonight Charlotte and I enjoyed something new at Hai – one Malmö’s two good Japanese restaurants. We ate a tasty Hawaiian dish called “Poke” /poʊˈkeɪ/ which according to Wikipedia is Hawaiian for “to section” or “to slice or cut”. Poke is a raw fish salad served as an appetizer in Hawaiian cuisine, and sometimes as an entree. Traditional forms are aku (an oily tuna) and he’e (octopus). We had the not-so-oily tuna which was basically cut into sashimi slices and placed together with other goodies on a bed of sushi rice. It’s a hyped dish here in Malmö but simple enough to make at home.
Riga
Tillbaka i Lettland igen och ett nytt besök hos Livonia Print som även trycker nya boken.
Landade sent i går eftermiddag och hann precis ut och hitta en schysst sylta innan jag däckade på jättelika konferenshotellet, Radisson Blu Latvia. Kallt som fan här. Snöade till och med tidigt i morse. Stort gym med hyfsat modern utrustning. Positivt överraskad av att det också fanns en boxningsäck och handskar. Förstår inte varför fler gym inte har det.
Åt en rejäl frukost innan jag åkte ut till tryckeriet där jag under några timmar kollade dom första arken med boksidor som kom ut från offsetmaskinen – en bjässe från Heidelberger Druckmaschinen AG. Allt jag såg såg bra ut och nu ser jag verkligen fram emot att få hålla i den tryckta boken som anländer om några veckor, cirka åtta månader efter att jag påbörjade projektet.
En epok tar slut
Snart är galleriet tömd. Bara några få möbler och min arbetsstation är kvar. I studion är i stort sett allt sålt. Känns oerhört befriande. “Sista svepningen har inga fickor” som gamla grannen i Göteborg, Siw Swahnberg, brukade påminna mig om gång efter annan med tillägget, “Samla på minnen, inte prylar, Joakim”.
Som många fotografer, har jag samlat på mig sjukt mycket utrustning och rekvisita. Kan-va-bra-att-ha-prylar, typ. Det mesta är bortrensat nu och istället för tomhet, känner jag bara lättnad. Tyngdlöshet.