Today…just another day…or not.

The exitement of the day: Wait by the phone to see if the photostudio of my dreams is availabe and affordable. Barely dare to guess a price. I prefere to wait. The store

is in connection with this place. Lovely, isn’t it?

Have also been trying to solve some problems with our apartment in Portugal. Everything is delated due to the contactor having big “difficulties” in keeping his word. We had to write a formal letter and warn him about a lawsuit. So now everything seams to be in order and we get the apartment on our name on monday. Great to have this chapter closed. We’ve been waiting for a year now. Some photos later on.

Also, I’ve been thinking that many of you who don’t live here might want to know wich pictures I chosed for the exhibit. Here they are:

Do you see me mommy?

Nomads

Exposed

Under a maple

Me and my guitar I

Me and my guitar II

Urban sky

and of coures the two pictures I’m competing with Pink obsession andself-portrait

Update nr1: just got a phonecall, and NO, not everything is in order with the apartment. Arrgggg!

I think I’m going to do some cleaning aroung the house to clear my thoughts…

Update nr2: I got the store for a very nice price! Hipiieee!

I have to borrow this

from Ulrika

I think I forgot to mention…

That I’m leading the photoclub championship with this photo in first place and my selfportrait in fourth.

33 point so far…To be continued…

Out of inertia

I’ve been buzy. Very busy, but busy with things I love. That makes a whole lot of difference. Positive stress I think it’s called. You get adrenaline instead of anxiety. You look forward to the next thing instead of fearing it…I feel renewed and like I regained some control over my life and my future. So, I know you’re not happy about me not blogging freneticly like I used to, but be happy for me. I’ll find a way to blogg my brains out again. I just need to focus on some things right now. I’ll try to keep you updated, so you know what’s happening on the freakshow. Today, for instance, I’m hanging up my pictures for the Photoclubs exhibit and this morning I had a photoshoot with two police officers, for a DVD production that DG is planning. I’m telling you: Buzy but happy!

Wish you all

A nice Midsummer day! and promise to be back and answer your comments soon!

SKÅL!

Struggeling

With a name and logo to my company…

Je te donne

Update=”This video is not longer available” crap gets me mad!

well, you can search this song on You tube:

“Je te donne” ,Jean Jacques Goldman.

Tagged…again.

Sissel challenged me, so I’ll just go on telling some more about myself, like you didn’t allready knew enought about me.

What did you do 10 years ago?

I was lost, trying to find my own way in life. Rebelling for the first time.

I travelled more within Portugal.

I made a lot of new friends. Non religious ones.

I spent my summer and my money visiting Lissbon, Expo 98  and all my new friends I made on the internet via IRC.

I met my good friend Pardelha for the first time, we ‘re from the same small town, but curiously never met before we were adults.

I got drunk for the first time ( I don’t think any of those who witnessed it will ever forget about it).

I Bought a pair of DR. Martens boots, and still love them,(don’t weare them, though).

I read more Agatha Christie books than I really hade time for.

I found Peter. I found Peace. I found a little bit of myself.

Whats your “To do” list for today?

8:00-  First photoshoot with people envolved on Documentary group’s next DVD projects. Eino (Gold seeker in Africa, Pentti Supponen (the “mayor” of Hällefors), Lennart Ljungberg (ED for Boab ) and all the Documentary Group members as well.

14:00- Going to check some stores where I could fit my Photostudio in Centrumhuset in Hällefors.

15:00- Check some more stores

Your favorit snacks?

Olives, and tapas…with a glass of wine.

or popcorn..sometimes.

OH! Well…

…I’ll get over myself. Don’t mind me.

There’s something wrong in my life…

…and that something is me.

Aches

sometimes, you go around with a headache without knowing why, or how it showed up…

I seam to carry a heartache…without knowing why or how it showed up.

Anything or anyone can trigger it…and then, the rest of the day is ruined.

I have so many things to do …

..that I’m almost paralysed by it…

They did it! They did it!

Homo and heterosexuals have the same rights by law,in Norway!

I’m applauding too!

(use Google translate if you can’t read norwegean)

Thanks for the tip Sissel

This is one of these evenings…

…when I really miss a big network of friends. I wish I could call a friend and just say:

“Come over, we’ll take a glass of wine and speak about everything, anything…just come”.

I wish Peter was at home. I wish my brother lived 5 minutes away.

I wish I hade made things easier for myself.

I wish I wasn’t such a freak.

Luckypunk’s path.

I have so many ideas, so many projects, so many invitations to projects…and at the same time, I feel so little to manage them. Lacking of confidence. So unsure. I’m lucky to have people around me believing in me.

Very Lucky.A lucky punk.

That’s how I ‘ve been feeling all my life. Like the punk standing before Dirty Harry, looking at his Magnum wishing for all the bullets to have been fired. And they were all fired. Because in the middle of all the messes and uncertainties I’ve been in during the course of my life, I’ve always been lucky enought to land on my feet. That’s why I’ve been calling myself “Luckypunk”…and this might be more information than you really could care for…but here it is anyway.

Somehow, there is this sense of release when you’ve been standing in front of a bifurcation for quite a while and finaly choose one path. You can leave all your doubts and hesitations behind you and go for it.Just try to make the best of your choice…and hope there were no bullet left this time eather.

That’s what I’m doing again.Choosing a path that makes me nervous and unsecure, but that invites to adventure and awarding experiences.

I’m planing on starting my own business.

So wish me luck!

Where is my mind?

…trying to figure out my my future…like I was16 again…

I am the Kevin kostner of Facebook :(

Luckypunk’s own ABC

Sissel Challenged me on this one. I’ll Challenge Mymlan, Ulrika, and Anders. (This might take some time to figure out, no hurry). Just describe yourself using the alphabet.

A-Atheist, Anxious, Ambitious, Agatha Christie.

B- Brain lover, Humanity believer.

C-Coffee,coffee, coffee and coffee breaks.

D-Dream interrupted.

E-Exasperated, Exasperates, eighties TV.

F- Future anxious, friendhip handicapped.

G-Green, Geek wannabe, Gossip doubter.

H-Heart in slowmotion.

I- Ice hockey hater, Internet addicted, idealistic.

J- Jaiku ( thanks Mymlan), Jazz.

K-Kantarell picker (Chanterelle).

L- Life labirynth.

M-Morning animosity, Motherly doubts, Moraly questionable.

N-Not girly, Numb.

O-Opressed, Obedient, Optimistic.

P- Photo,photo,photo! Problem solver.

Q-Queen.

R-Repressed hatred, Realistic.

S-Social creature, Shadow lover, Safe player.

T- Torn, Travel dreamer not travelling.

U-Underpaid, Unafraid.

V-Vanity free.

W-Wise.

X-XXX liberal.

Y-“Yippie-kay-yay, motherfucker”.

Z-Zillions of doubts.

(Swedish Alphabet)

Å-Åldersnöja.

Ä- Ältar.

Ö-Ödslighets betraktare.

Occupational injury

I just thought of the biggest disadvantage of always being the one behind the camera.
I have very few pictures of me with my children.
I’ll have to work on that.
Suggestions?

You sale your soul to the devil…

…piece by piece…dream after dream..for promises of love, promises of friendship and recognition. Promises of success and happiness…

…and in the end,you have compromised so much, you have sold so many pieces of your soul, that you can hardly recognize yourself anymore. You’ve forgotten who you are…

…and that’s the truth about growing old…for most of us.