Back in my studio reading about Sea level rise and wondering about climate nomads
Sea level rise – sketching again
Back to Earth drawings
Took a long break - now my drawn storyline goes on... 🙂
Reality homesick
I came in doubt, missed reality, photos and not being on a storyline grid
Walking on ice
Video 34s. Hiking slow, trying to grasp reality with my feet
Hiking moments along trail
Short 37 sec. video - walking across island in the Baltic sea
Sketching waterfall
Video ( 31 sec. ) Sketching along stream and by waterfall
Back hiking
Short video (34 Sec.) - Starting before the sun, with breakfast
Under a bridge
The rain started, I moved on, heading for shelter
Riding the Cosmic Turtle
The tortoise swimming beneath trail of time
Solo on digital trails
Will we be more or less alone in a digital world?
Biased towards bits
We're all on our phones now, more than we are not...
across the gap
From nature and back into digital reality
Digital hand
My experiment telling stories backwards is slowly moving forward
Out of confusion
Walking around in the dark forest with a drawn timeline on my mind
Back on trail for now
Bornholm Coast path zig zag hike, not as planned
The bunk bed room
Night ferry to Bornholm trail
First research hike 2023
Heading for Bornholm to hike again
Walking into 2023
Up early after watching the fireworks through rain and mist
Who is the real wasp
The difference between a stinging wasp and a harmless hoverfly trying to mimic it can be small, but easier to see if you know what to look for
Following wheels to food
There were so many trucks around me, as I walked through the small town, at the border between Denmark and Germany that I felt strangely out of place, for not having wheels, but legs
A train to a bench
I only remember fragments, the screaming person on the toilet, the singing worker in the silent area, the sleeping train man, and the bench, where I rolled out my mat
Central station sketch
He did seem a lot more drunk than her, not unfriendly, just more unfocused. As they stood there at the station, he was trying to excuse to her crossed arms, not because he wanted to, but because they had a train to catch…
Bus drivers reaching through the rain
I left around midnight as a sudden wind wiped rain through the street, I ran with my backpack while the bus approached through the sound of cars on the wet asphalt
Looking for Flint stones
Walking in water on hot day, collecting sharp flint stones
Warmest day?
They say it will be the hottest day ever... maybe
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