Natural Shape

I wanted to capture both the depression of nature in winter and

the solid state of Stockholm. Södermalm, the island where I took
all photos published today, with a population of 90.000 people,
is mostly built on rock. It shows in both how buildings have had to adjust
to the natural shape of the landscape,
and in the way rock is used in many ways when it comes to decoration,
sculptures and many other uses. It's a peaceful and mighty material and it's strength seeps
through giving me a feeling of being protected as I walk
alongside these massive gray building-blocks of Södermalm.

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Field of Frustration

Winter is moving on ever so slowly, and I must say I'm quite bored of this none-winter we had here in Stockholm. There were never any snow to mention, no romantic touch to the cold... This winter lacked so much, which just led me to a numb state of mind.
Well, now it's the end of January and 2009 seems to be shaping up to be a good year. Better than 2008, at least. I have high hopes :)

I have a million ideas, all fighting to come out first. I'm in a constant struggle to produce anything at all... Right now I give myself a break, but end up surrendering to my inner desire to have something to show for all this time I've been active. I'm a silent whisper in the field of frustration. Where is that big studio I need so badly? Where is the inspiration to a fantastic novel? I don't know... I just don't know. My ideas need to be sorted out. Filed and organized. I got so much to do. No time to waist, right?

The diplomatic route

Christmas has come and gone. It is a new year, with new challenges and new things to dream about. And new things to invest in, such as in a camera, which I bought today here in Stockholm. Promise to post photos very soon :)
The new year began with a lovely party at Mia, where we watched the fireworks after having a wonderful dinner. It was a great way to start the new year and I have good feelings that 2009 will be a very good year, in deed.

It is colder than usual here in Stockholm this winter. Maybe global warming is to blame, but for the moment I'll take the diplomatic route and blame it on the temperamental Swedish weather. Less snow than it tends to be, I fear the worst is still ahead. By now, the streets usually are lined with dirty, mushy wet snow and a calm silence rests over the city (any city, for that matter). But with the absence of snow, the sounds are the same as always, it's dark and it's bitterly cold.

Now it's time to end this week on as high a note as possible - so I'm off to do some laundry!