Brrr!

Springs first dip. Felt more like winter. Couldn't move my lips or toes for some time.

Elk - in a kind of sunset

Mother and her calves on the moor. They were walking on the road when I came by.

Quite a character!

Isn't there something familiar with this grumpy old man? More pictures from our show in blv.no, the online edition of Bladet Vesterålen.

Pictures by my friend Einar.

Blue sky - and a wimp

The beach was incredible beautiful today. Blue sky. Flat sea. Only a little below zero in the air and a weak, but cold breeze. I'm obviously a wimp. Sitting on an islet, when I wanna be in the water.

At the beach

Cold water. Windy. No skin diving today!

(and in my left hand - a thermos filled with coffee. Never leave home without coffee. You'll never know when you'll need it - like now, and now and surely right now.)

Today too!

In the paper - Andøyposten. And tonight is the dress rehearsal.

In the news

In the paper for our show.

Spectacular

view from my atelier.Wind, snow and grey sea.

Painting yoga

Monday at Hisnakul. This will be Yoga Beyond's room.

Skiing

Nice weather. Sun. Calm. Good snow. Winter blue light.

Skiing!

Some winter blue pictures

New office

New office

Disturbing

things
in a shower
nothing
that can't be fixed
with broken memories and a bottle

They buried you today

H.

It is hard to think of. This body I now so well, will be

they buried you at noon.

funeral from Os kirke.

You're dead - Im sorry

You died today H.

I'm sorry.

a flashy moment

The first studio flashes has arrived and we had fun putting them together.

Bleeding doesn't help

Bleeding doesn't help
by Martin Kristiansen

when you're eyes are gone

picked by crows

hollow eyes
staring in to the night

on a moonlit polar beach

cold as the sea

HappY

I'm happy with this. It will be my photo studio in very short time.





In the harbor at Andenes. Down by the light tower. It's in Hisnakul (abbreviation for History, nature and culture), an arts and culture center.

Couching!

finally a hobby for me. Couching. Serious couching.

Couching for hours. After dinner.

Light snoring. Coffee afterwards.
Preferably espresso - in a sleepy head.

- and so not job related.

Finally a hobby which is not job related. Not like photograph. Not like writing. Not like anything else.

Just lounge away my time in a sofa.
That's couching - a hobby for me.

Art over sports

Sent this photo of the jumping gym girls to Jpg Magazine. Thought it would get some votes.


And it got some votes.


Then I got this one back from developing. Carolina at the wheel throwing clay. I like the tones so I sent it too.




It got more votes - faster! than the gym girls.

Is it so that people prefer art over sports?

I always thought it was the other way around.

Grandpa's Cabin

Many years ago.



Now some one else's.

Much the same.

Color changed from yellow.

A veranda. The flag pole moved north.

Crapper still standing in the wood behind the cabin.