Monthly Archives: September 2008
#15 Gate Closed
After ten years as fighter pilot in the Swedish Air Force and another thirty at Scandinavian Airways, Captain Ramberg is turning in his uniform. But never his wings.
#14 Lobster Fishing
Lobster premiere on the west coast. The catch? Four lobsters, fifteen crabs and a couple of sore hands from hauling in the lobster cages.
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#13 Josefine
Someone told me before the shoot to follow the bride. I did.
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#12 French directions
Well, honey, this isn’t on the map. We can go back if you want. Where did we come from? What’s that over there? No, don’t speak to them. Oh shit.
#11 Esterel
Auberge in Provence. Discrete staff. Chilled wine. Perfect weekend.
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#10 Final touch up
Yes. Yees. Yepp. Yeah. U-hu. Sure. Affirmative. YES! Yes.
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#9 Father Koskinen
Forgive me father, but I’m just the wedding photographer.
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#7 Ludvig
Should I stay or should I go. If I go there will be trouble. An’ if I stay it will be double.
#6 In-flight reading
My moleskin keeps track of ideas, shopping tips, to-do-lists, and evidently, ghosts.
#4 Bulldog Stilleben
Sit. No, sit. Stay. Ok. SIT. Stay. No. Really. Please.
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#3 Retro Chicago
It was tricky to make the polished city of Chicago look as rough as I imagined it would be. Well, here’s a shot.
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#2 Early Bird
Meet José. Unlike me he’s not up at 5:30 just to see the sun rise over Lake Michigan. Or to chase the light that hit the city in the early hours of the day. I don’t know much about him, but I know that he’ll be in my stories. I wonder if I’ll be in [...]
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#1 Where the Hell is He?
She’d probably been sitting there a while when I spotted her. No, he never showed.
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#16 The End of the Tunnel