The king is dead
On Friday the 28th of August His Majesty the King, Harald V died. The day before his death, I was outside the Royal Palace to document people showing their respect.
On Friday the 28th of August His Majesty the King, Harald V died. The day before his death, I was outside the Royal Palace to document people showing their respect.
Shooting a parade is hard. That is why I try to shoot around it, not the parade itself.
A friend told me about a skate crew paddling inflatable boats down the Akerselva. I showed up with a camera and no plan. The photos disappeared into my library. Here is what I found when I went looking.
I set out to make photographs I didn't want to show anyone. I ended up with photographs I am picking out to print. The first few days followed the manifesto. The rest broke it. That gave me something I didn't expect.
I went to Rådhusplassen on 17 November 2025 to photograph 50 000 people celebrating the first Norwegian men's national football team World Cup qualification since 1998. Not because I care about football, but because I had new equipment to test and a crowd that size is hard to ignore.
I photographed the Oslo Penguin Cup 2025 at Bygdøy in Oslo, a two-day Historical European Martial Arts (HEMA) tournament featuring longsword, sabre and rapier. Here are the images that capture the speed, focus and movement of the event.
This summer I did a simple mini-project of street photography in Oslo. I shot pictures at the Royal Palace, guided by intuition and candid photos.
Tucked away in a drawer for 18 years, a roll of Fuji Reala 100 unexpectedly revealed a lost chapter from my student days in Trondheim. The colours were still intact – and so were the stories. Here's what I found.
Recently I found a box with old negatives in my shed. When I moved to Oslo in 2010, we had a break in and the thieves stole all my old negatives. I had several suitcases filled with folders with old negatives in them. It was a big loss for me since I hadn't bothered to digitise all of them.
There are empty nitrous oxide containers all over the city scape here in Oslo. They are left behind after people have finished getting high.