Boxing ourselves in?

These boxes contain various equipment for an old book printer. Mankind's resourcefulness becomes apparent again - this is certainly not how it looks today. Regardless of how our advancement is for good or for bad, it is nevertheless fascinating.

Shadowing.

I guess some shots every wannabe-photographer has to take. On another note, I'm feeling a bit better. In a few days I might actually be able to go outside again!

Remember to chair.

We are many. Before throwing stuff out, it is always a good idea to see if it is still usable to others. Second hand-stores often accept old things in decent condition. Better to re-use than producing new, considering this planet's limited resources.

"You look like how I feel."

I've caught something. No energy, some random coughing, head aching, body hurting. I don't dig it one bit, but I suppose it could be worse.

Everyday, something new.

It just amazes me how much patterns and interesting objects there are all around us. Every day there is something new to see. It'll take awhile before I get tired of life.

Your ad here.

Advertising space, a precious thing. It is all about getting seen. I would give a lot to see a city free from posters - imagine the difference. Question is, would it be a more pleasant or a more boring cityscape?

Putting things into perspective.

Sometimes, putting things in perspective makes them easier to grasp. Sometimes it makes them harder.

Essential: food.

Good thing cooking is pretty fun.

Are we there yet?

The building is a hospital. I wonder how many that has lived here before arriving at their final destination.

Dust to dust.

I know it is a classic, but it just boggles my mind trying to comprehend how old the earth is. And then my mind gets even bogglier thinking about the universe. Infinity is a mighty concept.

On the right track?

Some make a callous claim
trying to disregard responsibility.
Just to carry on the same,
polluting to the best of ability.
Not caring, nor wanting to see,
that one do not get away.
When to late, it is useless to flee.
(But then, perhaps, they care what we say.)

Killing cats.

We don't like to go to certain places, afraid of things that might happen. Perhaps we are attacked by strange people? But what if we are not attacked, but rewarded instead? Curiosity might have killed a cat, but it probably have enrichened several other cats lives.

Freedom.

Freedom: a vague word that many consider one of the most important things in life. What does the concept mean? Could we, the general public, really handle freedom if we had it?

"Losing my religion".

Churches make me uncomfortable. I'm not quite sure why, but I suspect it is due to the fact that they are powerful religious symbols - and religion is something I do not consider myself part of. I am an atheist, like many people in Sweden. People are leaving church in a constant stream here.

"I live among the creatures of the night."

During the night, it is either completely empty or completely crowded depending on where you look.

Not my cup of tea.

Since a year and a half ago or so, I drink tea. I can even long for a cup sometimes - it seems to ease my mind and relax me. I don't drink coffee however - a friend of mine once described it as my "social handicap". Most people drink a lot of coffee here.

On the rocks.

It is quite fascinating that a brand name - not a product or its secret recipe, but the brand name in itself - can be worth more than 60 billion dollars.

Commuting.

Many people, me included, spend a lot of time on public transportation. As a collective, that is a lot of hours. What can one do individually to not make that time feel lost ?

Once a sailor, always a sailor.

This man went out to sea when he was fifteen. He has travelled all over the world by boat, and visited an incredible number of places. Now he is a bit over sixty and retired, and lives in a small village in southern Sweden. He still sails out to sea every day - now checking and setting his fishing nets.

Walking silently through the night.

I have said several times before that now that it is so incredibly warm at night, it is hard to sleep. Taking nightly walks really helps. I usually get pretty exhausted and fall asleep in a minute when I get back home.

Insert bike here.

Since I moved to Lund two years ago, I've had three bicycles stolen from me. A friend's friend put up this theory: if you've had a bike stolen, you've contributed one to the "system", and that makes you entitled to "remove" one from the system as well. Sometimes I want it to be like that - it would certainly make it easier on my financial situation.

"Welcome to my nightmare."

When I was younger, I dreamt that I was locked up in my school at night, and a fire started. The school was quickly turned into a fiery inferno. I tried to get out but I couldn't - I was on the second or third floor, and the window to the fire-ladder was locked. It is probably my most frightening nightmare to date.

Birdie-birdie.

I found him trotting along, and after a while he didn't mind me. Hopefully he has learnt that he doesn't have to fear humans. And hopefully we won't misuse that trust.

Max and Manuel.

Photographing people is very different from photographing objects, and I'm trying to get better at it. An advice I've had on this picture is that the shadows are a bit harsh, which is true. But it's hard to get such a young fellow to be still for enough time to allow me explore the conditions better. Youngins have so much energy.