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Thursday, January 14th, 2010
Fire in Stavanger
Tuesday, January 12th, 2010
Pictures in Forum
Forum is a monthly publication made by Bangladesh’s largest english language daily newspaper, and they’ve published three pictures taken in 2007 in a slum just outside of Dhaka. The slum was demolished the day before the pictures were taken because the Bangladeshi government view it as illegal. The pictures illustrate an interesting written piece called “Humanising the Poverty Discourse”.
Follow this link to read the story and see the pics.
Tuesday, July 21st, 2009
Passing random people on Street
And also that one from last post.
Sunday, July 19th, 2009
Weekend wolves
Wednesday, July 15th, 2009
Untitled
Friday, July 3rd, 2009
The other day we went swimming
Reluctant Basker
Logan, all pumped up
Rockstar Shrimp
BBQ and beers
All the guys
Scaring the kids away
Thursday, May 7th, 2009
Ashura Celebration
Manikganj, Bangladesh, january 2007
Thursday, March 19th, 2009
Spring is coming
Or more like, the final battle with snow.
Also, random assignment-pics that’s already been published.
Musician Stein Thorleif Bjella, best darn guy I’ve met in ages.
Vocalist Øystein Greni in Big Bang.
And some pics from the Norwegian Championship of tagteam wrestling:
Thursday, March 12th, 2009
It seems I have won a prize
I won the third prize in the Norwegian Picture of the Year award, in the category Sport Action.
Yeah well. Here’s the pic that won.
Wednesday, February 25th, 2009
By:larm
By:larm is a music festival held in Oslo each year, primarily for unsigned bands. The bands play short sets of 30 minutes each, and there are concerts on at least 15 venues all over town. I covered the event for a newspaper, assigned to do concert shots. Basically this meant running from concert to concert, shooting three songs on each, and then going on.
Didn’t have much time to do anything other than the concerts, but ah well. Here are some shots.
El Caco
El Caco
Bellman
John Olav Nilsen & Gjengen
Skambankt
Skambankt
Friday, January 9th, 2009
Clashes over Gaza in Oslo
Peaceful protest turn ugly in Oslo.
Gangs of kids with no political agenda, only desire to fight.
Make everything difficult for everyone else.
Wednesday, October 8th, 2008
Austin, Nevada, population 200
One of three churches in Austin, Nevada
Tim, Vietnam War veteran, outside the bar he tends.
Joe Montana, votes McCain, at the International Bar in Austin.
“You’ll never be broke, you’ll always have a dollar in Austin.”
Vic Antic, bartender at International Bar in Austin.
View to the west from Austin.
Sunday, October 5th, 2008
Random shots from last week
Nevada desert, just east of Carson City
Restaurant, Fallon
Lake Lahontan, Nevada
Lakebed, Lake Lahontan, Nevada
Some mountain between Austin and Fallon in Nevada
Sand Mountain, Nevada
Sand Mountain, Nevada
I’ve reached Grand Junction, and managed to get a room at the Melrose Hotel, even though the sign said “NO Vacancy”. It’s a lovely Victorian house downtown, with the Main Street just a block away. The hotel was founded in 1908, and back then you could rent a room for 50 cents a night. The hotel is, in fact, the only one out of twelve hotels that were once located in downtown Grand Junction.
Today I’ve driven for almost 9 hours. Really looking forward to tomorrow, which, beeing a Monday, is my day of resting. Gonna get up to speed on pictures, though, and spend a couple of hours reading.
Sunday, October 5th, 2008
XDR-TB (extremely drugresistant tuberculosis)
Wednesday, October 1st, 2008
Ol’ Waynard
I met Ol’ Waynard outside the McDonalds where the I-5 and CA-46 intersects, just northwest of Bakersfield, California.
Waynard has been hitchhiking for the last 15 years. Non-stop. Imagine that. He’s 71 years old, and crushed his ankle in an hit-and-run maybe 50 years ago. He still struggles with his injury.
He had a map of the USA, where he had marked all the roads he had hitchhiked with a yellow marker. The map was full of yellow lines going crisscross over it.
Sadly I was going in the opposite direction, so I couldn’t give him a ride. Now, I regret that I didn’t take the extra six hours to give him a lift to whereever he was going. I’m thinking, a guy like that, has to be great company.