French love

When he takes me in his arms 
and speaks to me softly 
I see the world through rose-colored glasses

Notre Dame

The real voyage of discovery consists not in seeking new landscapes but in having new eyes.

-Marcel Proust-

Paris, je t'aime !

Tu vois, je t'aime comme ça

The beginning of love ...

The beginning of love is to let those we love be perfectly themselves, 

and not to twist them to fit our own image. 

Otherwise we love only the reflection of ourselves we find in them.

Christmas

A merry Christmas to everybody

Grandchild

 

The first time that you hold them,
Nestled in your arms so sweet;
They somehow steal your heart away,
And make your life complete.

As if God saved the best for last,
Then sent it from Heaven above;
This tiny babe on angel's wings,
Your first Grandchild to love.

Chestnut tree

Every chestnut tree started out as a couple of nuts who decided to stand their ground

Lie to me darling

She wants to believe that you have come to stay
She wants to believe that you are what you pretend to be
She is listening to you, you are warm and confident
She is listening to you and wants to believe all she hears

But she believes that what has the power to bring us together
also reasonably has the power to bring us apart
She believes that everything built eventually also will be demolished
Still she holds you so gently everytime you are there

Maria Mena in consert

My favorite artist 

with the most beautiful lyrics

I am your stubborn hypocritical lover
Guarded by thorns of my past
You have been wounded, bled out
Anger gushing
And none of us thought it would last

The winds of your ego
The waves of my tears
Made the most perfect almighty storm
That we've seen this year
But experience gathered
We've learned from our past
So don't worry darling
This too shall pass

-Maria Mena-

Waiting for the miracle...

Baby, I've been waiting,
I've been waiting night and day.
I didn't see the time,
I waited half my life away.
There were lots of invitations 

but I was waiting
for the miracle, for the miracle to come

I dreamed about you, baby.
It was just the other night.
Most of you was naked
Ah but some of you was light.
The sands of time were falling
from your fingers and your thumb,
and you were waiting
for the miracle, for the miracle to come 

Ah baby, let's get married,
we've been alone too long.
Let's be alone together.
Let's see if we're that strong. 

Autumn in Bergen

Winter is an etching, spring a watercolor, summer an oil painting and autumn a mosaic of them all.

The ocean and me

It’s the ocean and me

We’re the ones to be

I always fall asleep

Beside the sea

And we’ve got a certain way

How it wakes me every day

I never know though

With what kind of wave

And you know about oceans

How brutally it can rush

Drown you, or calmly caress you

With a gentle touch

Past

One day at a time--this is enough. Do not look back and grieve over the past for it is gone; 

and do not be troubled about the future, for it has not yet come.

 Live in the present, and make it so beautiful it will be worth remembering

Shade

I would feel the sunlight

But I could burn from everywhere

Now you must make me a shadow

I will shine for you in there

Painted by the sun

A photograph is a portrait painted by the sun

Any regrets?

Now that you see who I am,
are you pleased with your catch?
Is there any regret?
Or is life just perfect?

And now that you found out my weakspot
Has it made you sure?
Or do you want more?
Of lifes expectation 

Imagination

Why does the eye see a thing more clearly in dreams than the imagination when awake?

- Leonardo da Vinci -

Footsteps

Footsteps walking with me
Footsteps I cannot see
But every move I make
And every step I take
I know they're there with me
They walk with me all the way
Beside me day by day
Through good and bad
Through happy and sad
Those footsteps won't go away 

Eggs

A photographer is like a fish, he lays thousands of eggs

 hoping that one will grow to maturity.

I wanna trust you...

I wanna trust you but I don't know if I do, 

so I'm just gonna try.

 I'm gonna try and trust you because I believe

 that we can be extraordinary together

 rather than ordinary apart. 

Memory

You know what a camera is? A mirror with memory.

Nature

Good nature will always supply the absence of beauty;

 but beauty cannot supply the absence of good nature.

Summer feelings

White Castle

One and a half years ago I was at Lysøen.

 I photographed the beautiful castle of Ole Bull. 

This picture has always meant a lot to me without knowing why.

 Is it fate? 

Because by beautiful Lysøen lives a beautiful person

 who suddenly came into my life 

and turned it around

Stormy weather

even in stormy weather the days are beautiful with you

Red Sunset

The color of love is red

Rainbow

                          Life is like a rainbow.

                           You need both the sun and the rain to make its colors appear

I Love...

I love everything about lighthouses 

their daymark, their coastal locations 

the style of tower, the keepers  dwelling 

the way they endure the powers of nature. 

Most of all, I love their light, bright, 

seen from far sight

a sense of “safety” no matter how dark the night.

Memories

I've learned that good-byes will always hurt, pictures will never replace having been there, 

memories good and bad will bring tears,

 and words can never replace feelings.

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My friend

To have such a good friend who share your passion
 for photography is a gift

My cloud

Out here on the ledge

I finally picked out my cloud

It's the one over there surrounded by all that air

I'm so glad we had this moment here alone

My camera

The camera is an excuse to be someplace you otherwise don't belong.

 It gives me both a point of connection and a point of separation. 

- Susan Meiselas-

The sea

Follow the river and you will find the sea

Alnes lighthouse



You can fall in love at first sight with a place as with a person

Lunar Eclipse

Three things cannot be long hidden: the sun, the moon, and the truth.

Above the clouds

They say above the clouds the sky is always blue

But it may be hard to believe if you don’t see it

And they say that after the rain the sun will shine again

But it don`t help those who already been wet of the rain

Cause when friends disappear, or love ends

you’ll see everything with different eyes

And by experience you always get better to see

The difference between truths and lies

Everything may be broken and our heart can break into thousand pieces;

But if you tell me you’re my friend, well perhaps you are...

They say there’s always something good in everything that happens

And it’s faith that often give us strength

But we know so little about ourselves, and how we will react

When fear and loneliness rules

Talking to the moon

I am

Talking to the Moon

Trying to get to You

In hopes you're on

the other side

Talking to me too

Or am I a fool

who sits alone

Talking to the moon

I know you're somewhere out there

Somewhere far away

Sunset

Clouds come floating into my life,

 no longer to carry rain or usher storm,

 but to add color to my sunset sky



HDR

Norway in a Nutshell





You're my hero

Hope is always on your side

There''ll be days when it is harder to find,

You'll reach that mountain top some how

You may have to walk for miles

Cross the desert

Swim rivers wide

No matter who you are

You're my hero

When you feel like giving up

Just look how far you've come

'Cause when you take that first step

You know you've already won

You are so close you can almost

Hold it in your hands

Still waiting...

Forgive, sounds good

Forget, I'm not sure I could

They say time heals everything

But I'm still waiting

I'm through with doubt

There's nothing left for me to figure out

I've paid a price

And I'll keep paying

Spring fever

“It's spring fever....

You don't quite know what it is you DO want, but it just fairly makes your heart ache, you want it so!”

-Mark Twain-

Try again

What I was isn't what I am

I'd change back but I don't know if I can

Still I'll try, try again,

I die every night, every time

But I was made the way I am

I'm not a stone; I'm just a woman

Lay down your arms and I will lay down mine

Rip back the time that we've been wasting

God I wish you could see me now

You'd pick me up and you'd sort me out



This prayer

The night we met blended in with the bustle of the city

Passed between dreams and reality and disappeared like an illusion

Because the moon that day was too far and my memory was vague with your blurred figure

We looked up together at the moon

 that looked close enough to touch, didn't we?

It was so beautiful that I felt pain in my chest and was about to cry

I closed my eyes and sweared

"If this prayer come true, I need nothing, nothing else"

Everybody's changing

You say you wander your own land

But when I think about it

I don't see how you can

You're aching, you're breaking

And I can see the pain in your eyes

Says everybody's changing

And I don't know why

So little time

Try to understand that I'm

Trying to make a move just to stay in the game

But everybody's changing

And I don't feel the same