So, a couple of years ago a friend asks me, ‘are you still photographing football pitches?’, to which I probably go ‘ehhh’ (or something equally clever). Cause the thing is, I’m not even that interested in them, they just have this naive appeal, which obviously triggers me more than I care for and - naive as I am - I always seem to end up around one, setting up a comp, levelling oh so carefully and whatnot …
Football pitch, - fuck you!
Stenersen Museum (1978). By architect Sverre Lied.
Photo © Thorir Vidar
Just posted a sketch of something I’ve been working on on my website. Called ‘New Landscapes’, click to see more of it.
The lens that feels like an extension of my eye, so to speak, my beat up 35mm PC Nikkor that’s almost as old as I am. It’s certainly not the sharpest thing around, and in fact I feel that it’s starting to show its age more and more (just as myself). Still, for some reason it seems to render the nicest files, well - to my eyes at least.