best of 2017: portraits



Portraits. People and photography together. What's not to love? These are some of my favourites from last year.

In chronological order:


Jens, a few hours into New Year's Day.



Julia & Lisa at the Twelfth Night's Ball at the Opera.


Daniel & Emmeline at the Blues Garden.


Johan at our usual Thursday afternoon hot chocolate fika.


Johannes at his parents' place one late May evening.


Jens, on his 38th birthday.




Annette, Nikola and Leigh at Stockholm Blues Fest.


Fabian at Swingin' Spring.



Solveig & Anders outside their home in Östergötland.



Rosie, one July evening in Yorkshire.


Sigga at the Spoonful.


David waiting with me at the crossing next to the Nallo hut.



Matilda & Adrian outside the Alesjaure hut in the Abisko mountains.




Johanna & David at the Medieval Week in Visby.



Rebecca & Martin on their wedding day, in Åhus, Skåne.


Ulrich, walking along the river Spree in Berlin.



Philippa and Michael; both photos taken very late, or rather very early in the morning, at Berlin Blues Explosion.



Maja and Karin preparing for the show Hjälp! at Musikens Hus.


Liam, on our first date, in London.




Anna, Mattias & Johanna at Strömma Farmlodge Christmas market.


Liam, in my kitchen.


Johannes & Nore on Christmas Day.


I saved the best for last: Obviously, the photo above is my favorite portrait in all of 2017. These fabulous amazing kind intelligent women that I get to surround myself with? What would I do without them. Back row: Julia, Carro, Anna H, Anna C. Front row: Sofia, Tove, Sara, Karin.

Four Tet | Two Thousand and Seventeen

utby och en bostadsuppdatering




Long story short: Johanna har praktik i Visby hela våren, och jag har flyttat in i högkvarteret! Sen när hon kommer tillbaka ska jag nog bo kvar (om vi fortfarande är sugna på det då), för vi vet ju att vi trivs med att bo tillsammans, men vem vet vad som händer så långt som ett halvår fram i tiden? Just nu är det i alla fall alldeles precis vad jag behövde: Ett alldeles eget hus där jag kan skrota runt helt för mig själv. Vräka mig på soffan i vardagsrummet, drälla saker omkring mig och inte behöva tänka på någon annan än mig själv efter två år av anpassning efter andra personers ordningssinne (inte för att det var något fel på andra personers ordningssinne, men det var inte som mitt).

Ett hem där jag redan vet var allting finns och som var tryggt och hemma för mig långt innan jag flyttade in, de finaste morgonpromenaderna, Trevliga Trions pysselrum och att Johanna kommer hem och bor med mig en helg i månaden, det får jag på köpet.

Amel Larrieux | For Real

last weekend in Sweden



Liam spent last weekend here.

Two things happened: I took photos of him looking cute, and we went out to celebrate Anna's birthday with some of my best friends. So you know, the perfect weekend.






















I know I said that I wasn't going to move to England. I'm not going to move to England. But somehow it seems like the amount of time I will be spending there is rapidly increasing from like, a few weeks, to a few months, or ... you know.

Liam is learning Swedish (to my surprise; he didn't tell me about it at first) and it's the most endearing thing IN THE WORLD.

Also, we're sort of thinking about just spending the future together and not ever being apart from each other.

Morten Lauridsen | Sure on This Shining Night