I spent my early life like a gypsy moving from place to place never really feeling at home anywhere. I'm a Danish citizen, but I don't feel Danish. I've lived in Saudi Arabia, Canada, USA, Greece, China and Scotland. In the states I'm too European. In Europe I'm too Amer Read more...

I spent my early life like a gypsy moving from place to place never really feeling at home anywhere. I'm a Danish citizen, but I don't feel Danish. I've lived in Saudi Arabia, Canada, USA, Greece, China and Scotland. In the states I'm too European. In Europe I'm too American. It has it's upsides though. I'm comfortable loading up my rucksack and going anywhere for any length of time. I studied Physics at St. Andrews. I did my teacher training in Aberdeen and I started my first full time teaching post in Benbecula in the summer of 2009. I've finished the first half of this adventure and it's been a unique experience. The Hebrides are incredibly charming and I'm lucky to get to experience them as they exist now. It has reminded me just how young I am, how much I just want to get up and run, go somewhere, anywhere, forget the past, forget it all, the time is now, that's all that matters. I want to seek out those peak experiences, live life to the fullest, make my mark. I find it hard to do that here. I have this notion that once I get to the city all my problems will be solved, my anxiety will disappear. It's probably foolish, but for now I live for stumbling through dive bars in Beijing, cool spring days with the sun cutting through the steel of the Coney Island Subway, quiet afternoons strolling through the Tate Modern, being asked "As-tu du feu" by a beautiful girl in Montmartre, delicious do-nothing days spent on the beach in Evia. I'm not content, I may never be.

My interests in photography are always changing and as the setting around me changes move to move I need to adapt. I've almost stopped shooting digital and moved onto film. There's a romance involved, the sweaty palms after you take a shot, wondering, hoping you caught it, exposed it correctly, did it justice. The metal body, solid gears, the kuh-chunk of the winder after each shot. Developing, mixing chemicals, rubber gloves, the stink of fixer, all the while anticipating the result. I know one day I will think it was crazy to invest so much in such an outdated technology. I could have bought a 5D MkII or an awesome lens, but this is what it took to make me love photography again.

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