Italy

Time, you pass so fast when I need you to stand still, but I forgive you because you give me wisdom in return. I can see the lines on my face are getting more defined, I'm getting the same laughing wrinkles around my eyes as my father. But the biggest change is the one that is below the surface. I would not say that I have changed that much since I was a little girl. I'm still stubborn, energetic, talkative but I am more sure of what I want. I'm hungry for change and adventure and I daydream as often as I can. I don't spend everyday as it was the last one, that would lead to early self destruction, but I keep in mind that sooner or later it will all come to an end and I challenge both my heart and mind. I put myself in situations that make life more complicated because it makes me feel more alive. Now and then you run into someone unordinary, who seems to not be than different from yourself, that share some of the same visions and thoughts of life, even the same passion. It makes me feel less lonely and more sure of myself and my choices. There are so many unwritten rules about life, we live so much in the eyes of others. You need strength and courage to dare to be different. I think so much less of what other thinks now and I thank time for this.

Today I came back from one week in Italy. I have been looking forward to this trip for some time and now that it's over it leaves me feeling empty and hungry for more. I have done so many things in such a short amount of time. Besides working, which was the main reason I went to Italy, I have listen to a friend play music at a market in Milan, swam in the ocean in Livorno, been called la forza by a fortune teller, had pizza like everyday, tested vine at a vine tasting in Florence, fallen in love with what I saw of Tuscany, ridden an "Italian" motorbike and been supriced by the feeling of freedom it brought, gotten to really know someone sitting on a park bench in the dark, thrown some rules out the window, saved a fly from drowning in my glass of vine, gotten more than 30 mosquito bites, seen the sun colour the ocean blood red while it went down, taken three trains, seen three fashion shows at the Milan fashion week, had a beautiful shoot with a male model and seen the most amazing shapes of clouds from above.

Milan Saturday

Luigi

 Florence vine tasting Sunday

 

 

La dolce vita with Luca

Looking up

Sweethearts

5D...is there anything else?

By Luca. Go to http://gianlucalabruna.tumblr.com/ to find his photography work

Sleepy man

Arriving in Livorno just as the sun sets

Monday...like kidz

Little piece of heaven

Being spoiled

Being even more spoiled

My new darlings, may we have many adventures together

There is a first time for everything

Maya

Waiting

Train through Tuscany

I forgot my book in Milan so I spent 4 hours thinking, dreaming, writing and sketching in my notebook on the train back to Milan

Milan / Tuesday / Work / Fashion

The office cat

Old lady

Reina

Mila Schön Spring/Summer 2013

A kind of photographer I never want to be

By Reina

Walking around with Reina

Reina

I'm spoiling myself

Delicious

Shooting with model/photographer Alexander Habesland in Milan. Find his work at http://www.facebook.com/alexanderhabeslandphotography

 Going home

 Denmark/Sweden

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                           

When I grow up (First Aid kit)

When I grow up, I want to be a forester
Run through the moss on high heels
That’s what I’ll do, throwing out boomerang
Waiting for it to come back to me

When I grow up, I want to live near the sea
Crab claws and bottles of rum
That’s what i’ll have staring at the seashell
Waiting for it to embrace me

I put my soul in what I do
Last night I drew a funny man
with dark eyes and a hanging tongue
It goes way bad, I never liked a sad look
From someone who wants to be loved by you

My picture of Sondre Lerche on a stamp

2009 I lived a couple of month in NY. I assisted the amazing photographer Ruvan Wijesooriya ( http://www.ruvan.com/ ) He is the one who told me to evolve the magical and dreamy look that I now think is the style you connect my work with. Through Ruvan I got to know so many wonderful people. One of these was the Norwegian singer and songwriter Sondre Lerche. I instantly liked him and his wife Mona, they are so nice and got big hearts. I took portraits of Sondre in their back garden in Brooklyn. The images turned out not only to be used for press but also for his album Heartbeat radio. Now, some years later one of the pictures I took that sunny day is used once more, this time on a stamp in Norway. I have known this for some time now and it feels great to be able to share it with you. My picture is the one on the right...

Somewhere over the mountains

This morning I left a rainy and windy Malmö för a sunny and warm Milan. I'm here to help a friend who has a shooting. The job is next week, at the same time as Fashion week starts. After working crazy much since May I needed to take a few days of. I still have crazy much to do but right now I'm recharging my batteries. I love what I do but I can't remember the last time that I took one full day of from retouching or photographing. So here I am, with a glass of fine red Italian wine, cheese and grapes. It's not even 9 and I'm dead tired. Soon I will crawl into bed and sleep until I wake up by myself. I don't think I ever will grow tired with what I do, it's more a passion and an obession combined. I put my soul in what I do and even in some of the people I come across. On Sunday I'm getting on a train to Florence, a city that I have been wanting to see since I was a little girl. I'm looking forward in having an adventure and being inspired by what crosses my way. I will keep you posted...

Asti