The Firemen and the Baby Fawn
While sifting through family photos to make a memorial video for my grandmother, I found she had kept a photograph of my dad that I have been trying to find for years. I will let the photograph speak for itself:
Jag saknar dig Sverige!
The Swedes of New York descended upon Battery Park for a Midsummer Festival.
Ephemeral Art and Exit Through the Gift Shop
A new street mural arrived a few weeks ago, just a block from my house. I was taken by its intricacies and kept kicking myself for not having my camera with me as I passed it by on the way to the subway. Overhearing fellow onlookers, I learned it was by Shepard Fairey of Obama [...]
Spring Awakening
In the Bay Area, surrounded by evergreen trees, the great outdoors and temperate weather, I don’t think I ever appreciated seasonal change and nature the way I have learned to in New York. I guess it can be explained by the law of supply and demand, but there is something very special about the ending [...]