noise is always loud, there are sirenes all around. concrete jungle where dreams are made of, there’s nothing you can’t do. these streets will make you feel brand new, big lights will inspire you. you’re in New York.


It’s much. Everything is just… much.    The first few days are hot, the humidity is high. The heat gets caught between the high buildings of metal and glass. It’s impossible to move without feeling the increased warmth between the skin on your back and your one single layer of clothing.   New agency, new… Läs mer »




  Packed and prepared, ready for take off. And yes, that’s all a bunch of mosquito repellants – however non exotic New York may seem my immune system ain’t a fan of their poison. Screw them, I told you I was prepared. See you on the other side of the Atlantic xx //A




Waaaaa hello.    So… I’m back in the northern hemisphere back home in Sweden. Yeah that happened, and lots of other stuff too. Like stepping out the plane when landing in Sthlm just to go straight onto another one to Norway for work before going back home again. Internet down in Cape Town was seriously… Läs mer »


heal.thy self


I wake by the sound of rain falling on the fabric of our tent. The weak light from outside tells me it’s still early. I know rain always sounds heavier from the inside of a tent but the warmth of the duvet drags me back to a snooze. The rain and humidity feels cold on… Läs mer »