On a backyard in central Malmö, near Hansa Kompaniet, we found a new favourite store. Reused 10.01. A first class second hand store with hand picked clothes from USA, Europe and Sweden of course. They also have an onlinestore, were they started their business. Today they are doing so well they don’t have time to put
A weekend at home. Photos from my iphone. Linn and I went out in the woods to eat some leaves. I doesn’t get greener than this. Thewa and I took a walk in the sunset. The light is so strong at this time of the year. Found two cute chairs on a second hand market.
Repost from the restaurants blog.. This weekend we picked the first early produce and had a big food happening of it at the restaurant. Took the first image to illustrate the chef’s from the different restaurants being locked up in the barn this winter, now getting released to go cook their food on the locally produced vegetables again.
Went home to Bjäre for a few days to shoot some farmers putting their potatoes in the ground. It was interesting. I had ride one turn in every farmers tractor so that they’d get to know me before I could take the pictures. O course they knew my family and told stories about my grandparents
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Some last random images from our Berlin trip.
Stumbled up on this sweet edit on the Salt Gypsy blog. Some fine sliding inspiration by New Zealander Mischa Davis. Captured by Joe Hammond. Black Garden – West Coast Dreaming with Mischa Davis from Sitka on Vimeo.
Spreepark. Or Kulturpark Plänterwald as it was called before the Berlin wall fell and it got abandoned. It used to be the biggest amusement park in east Berlin and now it’s one of many abandoned sites in the city. We went there in the dark. Climbed the fence. Everyone was up for it. 15 of us +
Walked by Mustafas Kebab in Berlin. A street food stand that they say make the best kebab in the world. We’ve heard that one before. But since both Malmö and Berlin are great Kebab Metropolitans we had to try this one out. And yes. We can now all agree that it’s the best in the
Salon Zur Wilden Renate in Berlin. Have no words for this night. It was just insane. One big old apartment buidling in the middle of nowhere with dancefloors, staircases and little rooms everywhere. Felt as one giant houseparty. We left at 4isch and the line was just getting longer outside as they are open until noon the
