mandag 18. august 2014

// tiden det tar å blunke



Tiden det tar å blunke. Det er de små sekundene når lyset treffer noe på en spesiell måte. Måten regnet faller på eller noe jeg ser i barna mine. Det kan vare så kort at jeg sekundet etterpå tror at det aldri fant sted. Noen få ganger klarer jeg å fange det. Det er i disse korte øyeblikkene jeg føler jeg befinner meg på innsiden av livet.



torsdag 5. juni 2014

// where time has a home


you asked me "where did the time go"? 

it went into noah and stayed. it made him grow.

it is as if i can see it in noah's body. where time now has a home.

time went in there and made my once so small baby bigger - made his toes and fingers grow from a baby's chubby hand into a child's hand with bdirt under his nails. time went into his hair and made it grow long and dark. into his eye lashes and made them black, thick and long. into his feet and taught them how to walk, run and dance. into his heart and taught him how to love. into his mouth and gave him teeth and smiles.

time went into my child and made him grow into the most beautiful human being. that's where the time went...

mandag 12. mai 2014

// the birth of alba


 i felt it was everything I had ever felt at the very same time. every feeling at its maximum - as if my whole life was compressed to those few hours that day in march. childbirth is life at its most extreme. it is life it self. 

new life shall be.

my daughter. alba.


torsdag 24. april 2014

// anna


This picture was taken some years ago. It was supposed to be a fashion picture for a school project. I did not manage to make the fashion thing. Instead this. 

I had forgotten how much I liked it and how it made me feel.

torsdag 5. september 2013

// dust from an angel


I love the idea of angels. That they protect us and shows up when we need them the most. I think we all need them from time to time. I wonder what it must feel like to be an angel.

This picture was taken a long time ago, back in 2011. Before my son was born. Before the day I found dust from an angel inside my heart. From that day I knew - I do believe in angels.

mandag 29. juli 2013

// him



I decided that my new photo project will start with the closest of the close. And that is my husband and best friend. I started this project two days after we got married, and I'll continue it forever. I like the thought of a photo project with no ending and no deadline. Because love never ends and the story of lovers will never end - it will only change.


torsdag 17. januar 2013

// The red cottage


I've always dreamed of a red, small cottage out in the woods. A place where the silence is absolute. Where I can scream and run around naked without anyone noticing. Where our children can play and maybe build a small house in a tree. I will collect blue berries and make jam out of it. We'll go for walks and fish... be silent and alone. Or with loads of friends and family around the bon fire. I know this place - this small red cottage - will mean a lot to me and to my family. This was where we fetched our first christmas tree. 

I guess I'm putting all my dreams in that small cottage. It's like a dream collecter. The great thing is that it's real. It's ours hide-away. In the forest. Today King Winter has taken the forest as it's hostage. And it's beautiful.

søndag 30. desember 2012

The song of London


Friendship is beautiful. Me and Mari went to London a few weeks ago. It was my first trip   abroad withiut my Noah. He was in my mind all the time, but still I manage to enjoy every second of the beautiful, buzzling and crazybig city of London. It made my world bigger. Thank you Mari and Marte. Thank you, my London.
















mandag 3. desember 2012

// the evening sun


suddenly it's there and fills the whole living room full of gold. it lasts for only a few minutes and then it's gone...

// vernissage



 some pictures from the vernissage of the exhibition "Tilstede". Thank you everyone for coming!





søndag 11. november 2012

// tilstede


The pictures above were exhibited in Cyan Gallery in Oslo 2. - 4. November.

Serien Tilstede ble til i en tid da jeg stilte mange spørsmål - både til meg selv og til omverdenen. I en streben etter å være tilstede i livet her og nå - ikke i fortidens minner eller i fremtidens ønsker - ble bildene skapt. 
Senere har bildene vokst seg til også å handle om en større og dypere form for tilstedeværelse. De har vokst seg til å handle om engasjementet for verden vi lever i. For engasjement handler i bunn og grunn om å være tilstede. De to ordene går hand i hånd: Det er umulig å være engasjert uten først å være tilstede. Tilstedeværelsen er engasjementets grobunn.
Det globale storsamfunnet og jordas klima skriker etter vår tilstedeværelse og vårt engasjement. Menneskenes tidligere valg – gode og dårlige – har ført oss dit vi er i dag. Men de viktigste valgene er de vi tar her og nå. Det første, viktige skrittet for oss alle er å være tilstede – i nåtiden. Og være våkne her og nå for å se hva som foregår. 
Bildene er en personlig kamp for indre tilstedeværelse i meg selv på den ene siden, og en felles kamp for tilstedeværelse for verdens del på den andre. Vi kan ikke flykte, vi må være tilstede. Bare slik kan engasjementet gro seg sterkt nok til at endringene kommer.

Om utstillingen og fotokonkurransen:

Tilstede
vant serieklassen i fotokonkurransen Engasjement – en åpen fotokonkurranse hvor deltakerne ble bedt om å sende inn bilder ut i fra ordet ”engasjement”.
Utstillingen er et samarbeid mellom Norges Sosiale Forum og Cyan studio. Konkurransen ble arrangert som en del av Globaliseringskonferansen 2012.
I juryen satt: Marcus Bleasdale, britisk fotojournalist, Ingrid Nilsson, svensk fotograf og direktør ved Preus Fotomuseum,  Marta Anna Lewicka, frilansfotograf, Trym Warloe, frilansfotograf, Nina Skranefjell, styreleder i Norges Sosiale Forum, Kari Lome Ranheim Lome, Norges Sosiale Forum.

onsdag 24. oktober 2012

// warm sound



 // summer has gone. autumn has come. I miss the warm evenings of the summer, the long nights and the quiet days. autumn has another pace. but in spite of that - autumn has small and hidden pockets of quietness. in these small pockets we live and love.

these pictures are both from summer and from the season we are in now. they all have something in common. but i cannot write this in words. sometimes I feel pictures is like music, they all have their own tone. if these pictures were a song I would call it "warm sound". I guess that is what they have in common.