I always wish I knew or could remember the characters and stories that belong with each sculpture I come across and photograph. I know that a lot of them have information at their base… Perhaps it’s this public art that really makes a person feel like their walking with history.
When I arrived in Stockholm in early September all I had was my flip-flops. I had worn holes in my shoes in Budapest and left them on the corner for some lucky soul in need of some red skate shoes. When I got off the plane, it was cold. Then
Why not cure this severe wanderlust with a collection of landscapes I’ve shot from 2012 to 2014… That’ll do the trick, right? Many of these photographs have had a whole fotoblog dedicated to them. If you do a search on the left you should be able to find more about
