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7. juni 2011

Shine up

I happen to live in the only street in Denmark where the street names are painted directly on the houses. It has been that way since 1631 and the tradition lives on. 





5. maj 2011

Color my world

Party animals on trains station in Sydney. 


Have you ever looked at an old photo of yourself and thought: "What the f... was I thinking" when you saw what you were wearing? Well.. To me photo editing is just like that. That's why I always save the original so that I can re-edit it whenever I want. This photo was taken half a year ago. 

Rebel


Today at work I looked out the window and two running guys caught my attention. They were running very fast in the middle of the road between the cars straight towards a hot dog stand on wheels with a lady pulling it. They jumped from the street up on the roof of the rolling hot dog stand. The lady didn't notice them - but so did many others. They both did a small dance of victory while greeting the crowd watching them. Then 1-2-3 they jumped from the hot dog stand to a downspout, disappeared behind a building and left their audience smiling and clapping.. Parkours. I love people that dare do things like that. 

These pictures are from an abandoned power plant in Fremantle, Western Australia. 





3. maj 2011

My biggest fear?

Escalators.. Devilish things - especially the ones that go down down. I'd rather take a leap from a cliff than stepping out on these rolling bastards. 

Btw - this photo is obviously not taken by me but my lovely friend, Ditte. I'm the fear fighter.. 

7. april 2011

From above

Flowers on a rainy day in Vestre Graveyard - the biggest cemetery in Denmark. Next week I'm getting a macro lens - imagine how good it will make these photos look. I can't wait. 

24. marts 2011

My muse

Without further ado.. Carla Marie. My princess!

Goodbye pacifier

In Copenhagen grows a tree that is bright with colors all year round. The pacifier tree. It grows in Frederiksberg Gardens - a beautiful 250 year old park in the center of Copenhagen. 

When toddlers turn 3 it is time to give up their beloved pacifiers. That is not always as easy as it sounds. And in desperation some parents turn to alternative methods like cutting off a quarter-inch of the nipple everyday until there is nothing left or dipping the pacifier in bad tasting liquid so the child wont like it's taste anymore.

In Denmark we try to make the painful separation easier by taking the children to a Pacifier Tree. Here they leave their pacifiers hanging on the tree with colorful ribbons and goodbye letters. That way the children can always come back to check on their pacifiers - and other toddlers can be inspired to hang their binkie up on the tree. 

I went for a walk to photograph some spring flowers today. But I ended up spending an hour under this lovely tree photographing and reading the heartfelt notes hanging from the branches. 


"Dear Pacifiers. You've been my good friends - and I've liked you very much. Now you have to live on the Pacifier Tree. I'll visit you. Loving regards Anna Eva"


"Dear Pacifier. Thank you for the time, we've known each other. Loving regards Sebastian"


These pictures are all shot at f/ 2.5 - 3.2. In editing I've crossed processed them and then turned down the saturation. I can't wait to do even better photos of this tree when it's green. 

22. marts 2011

Tree cutting is so last century

Forget about harming innocent trees to prove your love. On "Bryggebroen" in Copenhagen hundreds of padlocks in different shapes and sizes are locked to the wires. They dance and shine in the sun as people are walking by. Every single one of them is decorated with the names of loving couples and is a symbol of eternal love.   

According to wikipedia this trend exists in more than 25 cities worldwide: Love birds bring a padlock to the bridge. They write their names on it, lock it to the wire and throw the key into the water. Now their love is forever sealed. If the couple gets children later on, they write the child's name on a new padlock and lock it to the old one. 

Apparently I'm not the only one who just recently heard about this phenomenon. As I was shooting these pics several by passers asked me if I knew who put the padlocks there. They'd been walking this way every day for years and never even noticed them. 

I think it's a lovely idea. Who can look at all these locks without smiling?