So....you want to know who I am. Great. I'm glad!! Right now I'm cold. There's a winter going on. My fingers feel like amputaded body- parts. Click- click- click on the deskboard. I breath a cloud. It looks like it belongs a thousand meters up in the air. But it's my breath....my little lung- cloud. The nights are black in the winter. Pitch black. The sun goes down when I'm still asleep. Early in the morning.
I'm a real sucker for old movies. Movies at all. They are my escape. They leave me just the way I am. They can make my feelings explode, but I never get involved in anything. Not in anything real. I like wathing lifes that are fiction. they can never come close to me.... they can't touch me. They are a product. Entertainment for the smiles and tears. The mind and the ears.
Photos taken by the very talented Vilde Salhus Røed
Fresh air, the sea, stormy weather, kate bush, ecological bread, stars in the sky, joan crawford, fish, ck one, greta garbo, spice, goldfrapp, budapest, gothenburg, girls, parents, bette davis, vågen fetevare, glamour, hurrell, tori amos, poems, poets, rabbits, H&M, no angels, lilac, swedish, my bed, marlene dietrich, elvish, cate blanchett, strange little girls, heavenly creatures, fairies, scotland, singing,
Thanx to: Vilde, Ingvild, Guro, Elida, Cheryl, Gaston, Veronica, Mummy, Daddy, Malin, Audrey and everyone who thinks they deserves to be thanked.