Self portrait, autumn in Northern Europe, restlessness

Strange reflections in Copenhagen

whatever light we manage here, what love, like a beam in black space, will accompany us out. Words by Jeffrey Skinner Self-portrait with an 85mm near Lauvtjern This is my love letter to Østmarka that I’ll never stop writing all my life, and these are the trees I will haunt in the next one

It was a long journey to this spot but I was so moved by how solitary it was. When you shoot nude self portraits alone you are naturally afraid of people coming by. Both of scaring others or experiencing violence, even in a safe place like Norway. You have no backup out there.

golden, haunted

Holy Nordic summer forever

A million weird slimy living things in this water. I was fine as long as I was focused on the self portrait at hand, and only creeped out when I let my imagination drift to what my toes were feeling…

Two shots from a sea of ferns, taken yesterday in Lillomarka. The silence was enchanting, broken occasionally by the giggle of my toddler half a kilometre down a path as she foraged wild strawberries with her dad.

Lysaker

Østmarka, fending back mosquitoes in the pursuit of something pretty

Absurd splendor where your eyes can hardly settle in any one spot, spoiled for beauty

Brighton. A cold May day where you had to fight through the wind

New camera after having my previous one and its lone lens since 2016. I am in heaven

Kiss it off me

A self portrait on Christmas Day

Grünnerløkka in September

Photo by @hakongronning.bsky.social Probably one of the most beautiful places I’ve been in my life

Little jewels of the forest! It’s like stumbling upon a tiny sculpture

Art from 2022 in a warm, moody palette I was drawn to again and again in this time

Self portrait. This was the very last light my skin could manage to reflect as night fell deep in the woods.

Holy, holy, holy

Self portrait in a friend’s living room in dying January light

A little hidden gem cluster

This photo is pure @jenswerenskiold.bsky.social Since I met him he has expanded his photographic expression but has somehow always stayed anchored in a sense of self and artistry that is close to his soul. It has never strayed far from who he is.

A self portrait by street lamplight on a dark frozen night

My friend Jens and I met for the first time here near Vågå. I have never forgotten the spirit of that place.

A self photograph in a room with gorgeous sapphire walls that reflected the light in a mysterious way

Oslo at dusk before summer started to crumble

When I first shared this self portrait, I remember that it didn’t particularly seem to resonate with anyone. But for me, I felt it represented the overwhelming and sometimes dizzying beauty of Norwegian summer, with all that vast sky and the lush hills. And it still does!

Photo by @hakongronning.bsky.social

A strange day in London in a pub near Buckingham Palace a few hours after the Queen died. A nervous, excited atmosphere

Autumn in Norway is like a long lasting firework of vivid color. It can be staggering to stand in the middle of it and breathe in.

This is a country of such forlorn sweetness. It captured my heart years ago and now it’s part of my soul

An all time favourite by @hakongronning.bsky.social surrounded by untouched wilderness. To stand here is like standing before god

Wee rubies

My editorial eye has long surpassed my photography or modeling ability, making it both exhilarating and tricky to shoot with @hakongronning.bsky.social because the sheer number of exceptional images sets my imagination in overdrive. I let the images tell me what story they want to tell…

Golden frost

A photo through foggy glass in @skjorareiret.bsky.social living room, a cozy little haven on a rocky, dramatic sea in western Norway. Sheila has never once in her life skimped on wine and delicious food for guests and she is one of my favourite people.

A thousand little diamonds suspended on an autumn sunbeam

Tender Self-portrait

I found something so gentle, wise, and beautiful in this woman using her e-reader in a cozy forest rest place. Funny how when you capture someone in a beloved photo, they stay in your heart forever. I hope she’s cozy on her sofa now, cuddled up with her person or animals, with a steaming cup of tea.

A frosty peak near Vågå. When we opened the car door, the cold took my breath away but I couldn’t miss the chance for this once in a lifetime location, that once in a lifetime light. Photo by @jenswerenskiold.bsky.social, 2022

Just want to make sure people are aware: Flashes is now available for download. If you are primarily a photo poster, that’s where you need to be— it’s essentially Instagram, complete with grid and portfolio, and much better suited for us than this Twitter-esque format. No new account required.

My first Flashes post— a full, satisfying Instagram replacement now available for download. Soft warm memories from the dreamlike daze of Nordic summer… beautiful every year, but somehow a little unsettling when one remembers how quickly it is decays and is lost to our winters. Now you see it…

The devastation of Norwegian winter feels absolute and somehow hallowed. It is humbling to see nature be reborn each spring… and to think maybe this isn’t the end for us, either