- Meat is murder!
- Being chef
- Crash, burn, go on.
- ….most of the time
- Out of bounds
- Cheese & crackers
- No rain today
- Johan appearing courtesy of Team Falsk
- Burn out in the acid rain
- We own the sky
My friend Alex Sjögren just made it to the semi final of Chef of the Year with this dish. That’s cool. Basically, the rules makes it food photography at it’s unsexiest; no props, white background and linen and everything in focus.
Once again, me and Alex Sjögren; chef extraordinaire, got together to take some photos for the upcoming chef of the year competition. Food is one of my fave things to shoot, as everything must be done in short time and problems always seems to pop up. I hung around the kitchen for a some time, while Alex worked on his dish, putting light reflectors in annoying places and eating things.
A month ago my CD burner stopped working. Due to me moving around a bit, I couldn’t get it fixed for a while, and of course my hard drive had to go ahead and crash on me. Most of the pictures are now recreated but I lost a few of my favorite pics of this summer. This one is one of them, now left only in its low resolution glory to taunt me. Skidsport-niklas getting naughty.
Most of my time awake, I’m trying hard to stay away from nature and landscape photography, but I spoke to a bird spotter an early morning a few days ago. This might have inspired me. And the strangeness of counting birds you’ve seen intrigues me. Anyway, working nights make strange things seep into your life, making the abnormal almost normal. Like bird spotters, and things worse. Watch out.
With the amount of rainy/windy/grey days racking up annoyingly high, Johannes and me set out early with hopes of some blue skies. We didn’t get any, but the low clouds made fore some interesting lighting; although a bit too much shade among the trees. I didn’t think I would be that dark during the summer, even though I had some problems shooting almost the same spot this winter. I Didn’t want to use my flashes, which in retrospect was a bit stupid since I had dragged them across the mountain the whole morning.
Here we go; Johannes hitting almost the same spot twice.
I woke up early today. Really early. It was part of a biking plan involving some of the usual suspects. The weather was quite uninspiring though, so I went back to sleep. Later on, me and Extrem Superstore’s finest went skating instead. I brought a camera just for fun. I guess the guys at Lomography.com could market the sloppy lighting in some cunning way. The European version of the Sunpak 544 is called 4502. I wonder if they ever made a Russian version, what it was called and how fast it would break. This is Henke. He’s a nice guy.
By the time I got out, Johannes had already power walked the mountain, made a big healthy breakfast, biked for a few hours, downed a lunch, phoned his mum, updated his facebook status, mended all his socks and ironed his sunday shirt. Then he biked some more. He’s the kind of guy that makes you feel bad while giving a face to countless of ADD related syndroms. We spent the late afternoon along with Niklas; mellow dog owner and general bad-ass, getting stung by various insects while lugging around bikes and camera gear. Exactly one of those days that will make me miss Åre when I’m in southern Sweden for the next few months.
Åre was blessed with an almost dry evening, so I got out with Björn, Krille and Johan and went through the stuff that makes an evening taking photos fun. Like wallrides, flashes and arguments with house owners not appreciating our creative use of the Allemansrätten, which is unique to Sweden. Not sure if it really applies to walls. This is a stair though. And Johan doing a 180.
I returned to Åre hoping for some of the sun I’ve been enjoying (well, almost, as I’ve been working all the time) in southern Sweden, but hope clashed with reality and gave me rain. A lot of rain. But reality also consisted of a new Skyport receiver and a new Sunpak 544 flash, so I stayed indoor instead. If it all clears up until tomorrow, I’m hoping for an evening out on the slopes with Ruben et al. If not, more time for coffee.
With the sky surprising us with a bit of blue, both me and Ruben knew we had to go to the Undersåker dirt track. Said and done. Ruben, always a trooper, ignored both a faulty gear and his rotating brake handle while we made the best of the brief moments of sun. I brought my Sunpak flash, but it’s hard getting out enough light for a reasonable fill in sunlight, at least with the distances involved here. I guess that’s what you get for having a camera with low flash sync speed.