Photography is my comfort food

I spent the weekend at my parents in the countryside. I was there to celebrate my fathers upcoming birthday and to photograph a wedding. My sister came with her three beautiful children. This little wonderful girl is Siri, the middle one. My life is a bit messy at the moment but photography is like comfort food for my soul.

Because of what you both did to me

Some say love is a burning thing
That it makes a fiery ring
Oh but I know love as a fading thing
Just as fickle as a feather in a stream
See, honey, I saw love,
You see it came to me
It puts its face up to my face so I could see
Yeah then I saw love disfigure me

Into something I am not recognizing

So some say love is a burning thing

That it makes a fiery ring

All that I know love as a caging thing

Just a killer come to call from some awful dream
(Song for Zula, Phosphorescent)

Waiting for the dawn

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Self portrait Sweden

The floor is lava until my feet trust the ground (Self portrait)