Saturday, March 31, 2007

Your eyes

I look into your eyes
I dive, deeply
I can travel here
I know these paths
I recognise them

I follow the road deeper
into you
where the forest is bushy and leaves tickle with dew
I can breath this air, I can smell these paths,
this moss on the ground is my home

I have been here
in my soul lies a memory of these hills
I know you - I know you
And yet I don't
you are new and old to me

I can travel in your eyes
I can get lost there in this forest, these woods
Hopelessly, pleasurably, wonderfully lost

Wednesday, March 28, 2007

New hair again

How likes?


I am going back to Noooooooooooooooooooorway for Easter
To snow and fjords and pine forests and DAMNED cold weather and loved ones
I have kinda missed it.......I feel lucky!

PS: the panorama is taken from the north of Norway where my family is from. it is put together from 12 photographs.

Monday, March 26, 2007

To Lola

A very good friend of mine here in Barcelona, who I also study photography with, took these images of me. They really captured this moment where I started painting, just out of the blue, during a party we had at her place. I would call it a incident of "manic painting". This was a great evening and we had a lot of fun
Thanks Lola!


nearly in a trance,





go with the



LogoThere are:
people with my name
in the U.S.A.

How many have your name?

New photoproject

I am starting a new photo project that I am calling:
"Your beautiful weakness"

I want to take portraits of different people, asking them what they consider to be a "weak spot" for themselves, trying to capture this with the photos.
My idea behind the project is that for me a weakness is something that makes us humans
more open. It is a hole into our soul, our "real self". It is a window to who we are.
In this manner a weakness is therefore, for me, something much more beautiful than anything else.
It is something that is true and unpolished about a human being. And it also stands as a great contrast to what is mirrored as "beauty" in our western society today; the models. For me this is not beauty, but artificiality.
So I want to display and show how beautiful our weaknesses are in reality and how miss interpreted I think this is in our time through this idea.

~ Åsa

Sunday, March 25, 2007


I don't belong to any fixed religion, but still I have read and appreciate a lot of their texts, because I feel that there is much wisdom to be found in them.
Here are some quotes that means something for me personally

"Keep me away from the wisdom which does not cry, the philosophy which does not laugh, and the greatness which does not bow before children."

~ Kahlil Gibran

"Believe nothing, no matter where you read it, or who said it, no matter if I have said it, unless it agrees with your own reason and your own commonsense"
~ Buddha

"If we really want to love, we must learn how to forgive."
~ Mother Theresa

"There is no road to happiness, happiness is the road"
~ Buddha

"And now these three remain: faith, hope and love.
But the greatest of these is love. "
~ Corinthians 13 : 4-13

"With the measure you use, it will be measured to you"
~ Luke 6:38

"If you don't forgive then you block yourself off from appreciating God's forgiveness for yourself"
~ Matthew 6:15

"For now we see in a mirror dimly, but then face to face; now I know in part, but then I will know fully just as I also have been fully known"
~ Corinthians 13 : 12

Today.... a great sunny day for new ideas.....

Saturday, March 17, 2007

~ by Sobey Wing
The best team ever
Click on to enlarge

Thursday, March 15, 2007

Finding forgotten me...
Today I was walking along the streets of Barcelona, enjoying the sunshine. Then I passed an art supply store. Something told me to get in there, I just had to. The moment I entered the smells flew to me in gentle streams. The smells of my old life, paintings, brushes, powders, ink, crayons, liquids.....the life of creating with your hands. I instantly started to cry. This made me understand how much I have missed this expression and also more important, how much it is ME! I bought a shitload of stuff and ran home!

I will starve for a month, but I
am Happy Now! Hehehehe!

Tuesday, March 13, 2007

A magical world

Click on to enlarge

The tenderness
in a scar
the edge around
the old vound
a fragile red thread
An accident
that nearly killed you
the weakness
in this little point
on your throat
is the most beautiful
on all of you


I am getting closer to
in a new way
little broken
Gives me an own
tenderness now
Your little flaws
are beautiful
and the pain
in your eyes

All this
- new
- old
that always was there
Now I can dare to see it


I only hold
your fingers
in the tips
just touching softly
and slowly I let
them slide away

In the air
that remains
the empty space where
your hands used to be
lies the memories

Monday, March 12, 2007


Paris, je t'aime
Small short stories of love, seen from different perspectives and totally different people.Each story is written by a different person. They are all taking part in the city of Paris.
All from the divorcees to the mother who has lost her child.
A very few of them ended a little "American style", but it was bearable.
The rest was true, heartwarming and close.
And even though it was not a "typical" feelgood movie. Some of the plots were more real and down to earth, I left the cinema with a lovely feeling. Maybe just because of that.

A movie worth a trip to the cinema

Marie Antoinette
The life of the famous queen under the french revolution.
Supposedly seen from a modern perspective.
The only modern feeling I got from it was, that there were sequels where you got a feeling that the direction is made by young teenage American girls who loves decadent lives and shopping.
The movie ends up being an extremely shallow portrait of a woman, which we never really get to know.
And it stays on the surface from beginning to end....If you want torture, go see it.
I am sorry. but Sofia Coppola did not follow in her fabulous fathers footsteps this time (One of my alltime favs, Francis Ford Coppola's Dracula)
I was ready to leave after 20 minutes, but kept through, in all fairness to the movie
- in case it would surprise me.

It didn't!

Anybody else with recommendations?
Don't hesitate to comment. I love to see new movies!

Sunday, March 11, 2007


I am born in between your thoughts and your words

Everything you see has a meaning
What are you what are you I scream
A human?
hahahahahahha, what a funny thought
Fool yourself with little illusions and names and labels and words
Little sounds you make, but you are good to have learned them aren't you?
I am born in between meanings, in between the lies you tell yourself
I can see and I cant see you there
But always always always

Do you think I am crazy?

I am you

Saturday, March 10, 2007

New hair!
New thoughts

for the

web cam

- Åsa

Friday, March 09, 2007

Freedom comes when you learn to let go
Creation comes when you learn to say no

Let the sun shine
Let the sun shine in
The sun shine in

Let the sun shine
Let the sun shine in
The sun shine in

Let the sun shine
Let the sun shine in
The sun shine in

Thursday, March 08, 2007


Happy international women's day everybody!

Celebrate to truly see women, not as a symbol or something twisted
Not as an icon, or divided into different parts, like
sex, person, soul, mother, Madonna, whore, goddess, perfection
Not on a high pedestal, possessed, wore down, controlled or fallen
But as wonderful people of femininity
that contains all of these aspects of strength and weakness
Allow us to be humans! Not projections!

Everything I have washed smells new and clean
The sunshine falls strong through my window today
I am clean
I am happy
I found myself again

Tuesday, March 06, 2007

by Madonna

Your heart is not open, so I must go.
The spell has been broken? I loved you so.
Freedom comes when you learn to let go.
Creation comes when you learn to say no.

You were my lesson I had to learn.
I was your fortress you had to burn.
Pain is a warning that something's wrong.
I pray to God that it won't be long.

There's nothing left to try.
There's no place left to hide.
There's no greater power than the power of goodbye.

Your heart is not open, so I must go.
The spell has been broken? I loved you so.
You were my lesson I had to learn.
I was your fortress.
There's nothing left to lose.
There's no more heart to bruise.
There's no greater power than the power of goodbye.

Learn to say goodbye.
I yearn to say goodbye.
There's nothing left to try.
There's no place left to hide.
There's no greater power than the power of goodbye.

There's nothing left to lose.
There's no more heart to bruise.
There's no greater power than the power of goodbye.

Monday, March 05, 2007


What will I choose today?
One moment in time
All times in one moment

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Ode til Karin Boye

This woman speaks directly to my soul

Of Course It Hurts

Of course it hurts when buds burst.
Otherwise why would spring hesitate?
Why would all our fervent longing
be bound in the frozen bitter haze?
The bud was the casing all winter.
What is this new thing, which consumes and bursts?
Of course it hurts when buds burst,
pain for that which grows
and for that which envelops.

Of course it is hard when drops fall.
Trembling with fear they hang heavy,
clammer on the branch, swell and slide -
the weight pulls them down, how they cling.
Hard to be uncertain, afraid and divided,
hard to feel the deep pulling and calling,
yet sit there and just quiver -
hard to want to stay
and to want to fall.

Then, at the point of agony and when all is beyond
the tree's buds burst as if in jubilation,
then, when fear no longer exists,
the branch's drops tumble in a shimmer,
forgetting that they were afraid of the new,
forgetting that they were fearful of the journey -
feeling for a second their greatest security,
resting in the trust
- that creates the world.

- Karin Boye

Swedish version
(more beautiful in my opinion)


You shall thank your gods,
if they force you to go
where you have no footprints
to trust to.
You shall thank your gods,
if all shame on you they pin.
You must seek refuge
a little further in.
What the whole world condemns
sometimes manages quite well.
Outlaws were many
who gained their own soul.

He who is forced to wild wood
looks on all with new sight,
and he tastes with gratitude
life's bread and salt."
You shall thank your gods,
when your shell they break.
Reality and kernel
the sole choice you can make.

Swedish version
Collection of Swedish and translated (Eng, Germ, etc)
poems by Karin Boye

Saturday, March 03, 2007


I have been empty for written words. I have been going through so many things, and one of them is trying to find my own borders. It is very hard, but it also includes opening up in some places, and closing in some.
I have learned so much from life after I moved here to Spain. It has been an intense process from the first day I decided to actually make a commitment in my life, my photographic studies. This has brought so much up in me, and new things keep coming into my life that challenges me, to find my own path. And it is beautiful and hard.
I will still be blogging, but a little rarely and in a different manner than what you are used to.
Best to all of you, I love your comments and that you still pop by here!

~ Åsa