Displaced Bones

DISPLACEDBONES MOVED

2011-03-23T09:11:00.002-03:00

Displacedbones.blogspot.com Is now displacedbones.com

Follow me on future adventures on a photographic trip.
/Dorothea Barth

Colors

2011-03-19T18:11:00.004-03:00

When the body is not in balance with your head.
Your will is so strong, but the rest is dead.
A day when color speaks for it self.
I want energy, I want lust, I want to be a part of my chart.

The portrait of my history.

A time when color started to attract me, just happened recently.
After a long night of sleep, woke up to intense sunlight.
That day, with a starving eye, went crazy with my pencil, like a child.
For a long time, I have been using different blacks, white and greys.
A transformation from sterile abstraction to the third layer of colors.
When I use them, I will abuse them, mix the colors, from clean to dirty.
Play, pay attention to each color and their own language.
Dig in my subconscious, just do.
A new adventure, I´m here for you.

Dior

2011-03-04T19:27:00.002-04:00

A portrait of Dior
True beauty continues

Stairs

2011-02-25T11:58:00.010-04:00

Stairs.

Stairs is a polished way to reach other levels.
The shape.
Color.
Material.
I want them in my daily life.
I need them.
I use them frequently.

I see them everywhere.
When entering the stairs it is a path to a new experience.
It is the step before the door.
It is the warning if you're not sure.
You can turn around and walk down.
If you walk up, it will be there waiting for you.
It's true.

Sculpture Of My Year

2011-01-24T04:07:00.004-04:00

Every year is a new year.
This little was born on New Year's Eve.
Around 1 am - 1/1/11
So what does this sculpture mean?
I will explore for sure.
Be aware of my year.
Excited....

The Burned Wall

2011-01-22T12:02:00.005-04:00

A close look on the streets of Paris. Burned house wall. Layers of repainted color comes out to the surface. The beauty in destruction. The beauty of change, pain and sacrifice. A sudden circumstance...like a fire, burned down the layers, and found the secret color behind the black wall. A look into the history of the wall. A closer look at the past of Paris. The story of another age. Visible just in front of me... I'm lucky to see.

Madisyn

2011-01-18T08:35:00.004-04:00

Madisyn Ritland
www.womenmanagement.com

I photographed Madisyn during a shoot in New Jersey.
Her ability to talk with her eyes is beyond.

The Analog Adventure Has Started

2011-01-14T20:31:00.005-04:00

A country house, Upstate. A job. 1 1/2 hour ride by car.
Many important people for the shoot, a stylist, hair & make up stylists, models, producer, photographer, art director and so on...
Early morning.
Coffee and a fruit plate, starting slowly.
Getting make up.
Guitars on set for the creative.
Other models getting ready.
Contouring the eyes with soft brown palettes, new fresh faces, the self-esteem grows while awakening from the gray morning air.
The sun peaks out from from the sky.

A film without any objects.
Empty roll.
Me and analog camera in my bag, never used.
When time is available, focused on my camera, to catch the time, frame the place, atmosphere. Explore the camera's function, be able to fail.
Be aware of my eyes, my intuition, play with my head and the objects in front of me or distantly.

Focus on the unfocused.

Manhattan Far Away

2010-12-21T18:46:00.004-04:00

Manhattan from far, tomorrow it will be even further away, it will disappear in the distance of memories. New York will transcend into a magic land, unreal for me. Christmas is taking over people's visions, let it be, be free, free from work and consumption. But hunt the family, care, share. To see, be aware is the key. Squeeze the orange, drink from the vine, but keep the pleasure near. Don't forget that regret is punching you down, let that boom not be the sound of your fall.

Soho Grand - A Night In Leather

2010-12-19T20:47:00.007-04:00

Friends enjoying the night.

Me, dancing in a leather catsuit.

Jamie and Angie dancing among balloons.
Jamie Bochert and Michael Pitt

Jamie Bochert's birthday. Soho Grand Hotel. Private party. Creatures dressed in black. Leather. Lingerie. High Heels. FETISH. A dance with trash, rubber, balloons.

Bodies In Mind

2010-12-07T16:58:00.011-04:00

The days have been full of energy, but the air is so still, calm, frozen, snow, winter, cold. On one of those cold nights this painting was created. I call it "Bodies In Mind."
I find it mentally satisfying to paint shapes of bodies. Bodies have such a fluent pattern, a language of curves, hidden treasures, character and personality.
Just like the winter landscape, a general stillness.
But underneath the stillness, the storm is waiting to spin around the circumstances.

"Bodies In Mind" is not finished yet, and might never be....

The Friday Night Result

2010-11-23T09:34:00.011-04:00

Walked in the East Village last Friday, late evening, Tompkins Square Park down to a Serbian restaurant to meet some friends. There were dogs tied up on the street, they seemed calm, a peaceful sin, I had to picture them. When I had my camera in hand, I did not want to put it down. It was a great feeling to be able to focus in on my surroundings. I randomly pictured a tenement building, then a graphic wall, some construction work. I was not pleased with my shots. Even if I like snapshots without a meaning behind, I got bored of my pictures.
I have a love for nature and trees.
It was a relief to point the camera up to the sky.
To get caught by the arms of the trees, before the light could capture the infinite universe.

Twin Magazine Shoot. Boys. And Me.

2010-11-18T11:12:00.013-04:00

Behind-The-Scenes of Twin Magazine

Photographed by Jason Kibbler
Styled by Celestine Cooney
Casting director Sarah Murray

Males in the British way. Casted from the street. An artist, a shoe designer, a model, a musician, a designer, and some other personalities....They're all from London's Underground scene, the new generation of punk/hipsters. Collaboration in front of the camera, characters transformed, exploded, developed, interacted with the space, the light, the photographer, the others. Two days of theatre, acting, personalizing, body language, give, give, give. Take. Fun. Break.

The Messy Friday

2010-11-05T11:07:00.002-03:00

The Friday.
Lack of sleep.
Spinning mind messes up the focus.
A mess of obsessions.
A mess of creativity.
A mess of a strong will.
Divided.

“I saw myself sitting in the crotch of this fig tree, starving to death, just because I could not make up my mind which of the figs tree I would choose. I wanted each and every one of them, but choosing one meant, loosing all the rest, and, as I sat there, unable to decide, the figs began to wrinkle and go black, and one by one, they plopped to the ground at my feet”

Page 77 The Bell Jar by Sylvia Plath

Lanvin Party

2010-10-30T03:59:00.006-03:00

Jamie, Joseph and me
Jamie and "Cher"
Alana and Siri

Lanvin
Always ends with tired feet.
But happy dancing to wild beats.
Thanks for tonight.

The Raven And I

2010-10-29T18:06:00.005-03:00

The raven and I.
One wig.
Made of feathers.
Visually cutting the length of my hair.
Leave the light.
The darker times are here.
The day is about to arrive....
The day when the pumpkin turned into a masquerade party.
The masquerade party turned into a mad house.
The mad house turned into monsters.
Monsters will always stay in our minds.
Monsters of all kinds.

Extended - Self-portrait

2010-10-25T19:36:00.006-03:00

Extensions. An extended self that emerges from an unknown human. Contradiction of myself. Duality against the organic. Amuses ego. Abuses the truth. Like a play with myself. Produce a character. Extend it. Let it become an act interacted. You. You. And you. Release the head. Move from heavy bed. Space for the new. Throw away old layers like dust. Keep some. Share. Explore. Inspire. Adore. Transform. Be. But play. See. Extend.

Dreams

2010-10-17T21:00:00.004-03:00

Symbolic dreams, every night a new sight.

War, a secret mission, forest and fear.

Playing violin, improvisation among the unknown.

A flood, which brakes the path between me and trust....

Dust and a steel bluish wall affected by the light, brightened up, contrast even deeper.

The window with sunlight, awakened the space, shaded the walls, alive.

A sexual experience, no clearance, just dirt, it hurts!

Liselotte Watkins

2010-10-12T12:59:00.027-03:00

Swedish Elle - By Liselotte Watkins

I met illustrator, Liselotte Watkins for the first time in Stockholm last winter. Swedish Elle wanted illustrations of me for their magazine, and I was happy to finally work with Liselotte. Her work has been a huge inspiration to me. After meeting her, I discovered that she is a wonderfully warm person with exuberant energy and a fantastic eye for beauty, working constantly with new and exciting projects.

On this day, I met Liselotte and her son, Wim in Milano. We went to the big Sunday market around the river. The sun was shining, with beautiful old vintage bags, jewelry, furniture....so many people all gathered around together.

Why did you start with drawing?

Drawing is what I have always done. Not better when I was a kid then anyone else, just a lot more. And I do believe that practice makes perfect!

What is your thought of beauty?

Beauty is like what Bob Colacello once said, the hardest drug. I get completely lost in beauty. And finding it everywhere all the time. Beauty is anything from that perfect cup of coffee in the morning to getting a drawing just just right! But beauty is also about balance. There has to be a edge to it, perfect beauty can also be quite boring.

What inspires you for your drawings?

Everything, but of course most of all I am inspired by faces. New faces and faces of friends. I keep all the faces in my head like a library and then check them out when its time to draw, very handy!

How do you define good style?

There is no such thing as good style or taste. It's all individual and about the element of surprise. It has of course nothing to to with money, but all about imagination and creativity. Usually the most interesting people who are full of ideas and opinions have the best style.

Tell me a secret about yourself?

I have no filter between my brain and my mouth, everything comes straight out. Really bad at being all secretive and mysterious.

Which is your favorite city and why?

Paris is definitely my favorite city. But actually Milan where I live at the moment is growing. I am liking it more every day. It's all about the people in the city where you live.

What are you doing in your free time?

In my free time (which nowadays I have very little of), I try to teach my 6 month old how to crawl. It is a challenge. And I am finally learning how to be patient. It's about time!

Who's your favorite artist?

My favorite artist is definitely Lucian Freud. He captures people in a breathtaking way.

Also check out Liselotte's blog:
http://liselottewatkins.blogspot.com/

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2010-10-11T19:08:00.004-03:00

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Chanel Prêt-à-Porter S/S 2011

2010-10-07T06:53:00.010-03:00

The black and white garden
Abbey Lee and her necklace combination
Karlie Kloss and her orange juice
Coco Rocha with the microphone

Chanel Prêt-à-Porter S/S 2011

Call time is at 6 am at the Grand Palais. Tired models getting quickly motivated after having their morning coffee, good energy, considering the early morning. Individuals with all kinds of styles, some wearing high heels, others long jackets, fur or a vintage piece. Peter Philips is playing with his knowledge of makeup, shading in black, and greenish glitter around the eyes.

Grand Palais, a huge fantasy garden in black & white, a long, long walkway, around 80 models and even more looks, a live orchestra in addition to the clothing makes a powerful show, like a surrealistic dream. The entire production completes Karl's vision of dramatic luxury.

Ann Demeulemeester S/S 2011

2010-10-04T06:39:00.008-03:00

Jamie Bochert

The colors black and white, between that a printed transition of photos, connecting the contrast between dark and light. Military jackets, buttoned up to the neck, letting the clothes protect, sculptural shapes wrap us. Ann Demeulemeester expresses moods, the side of life that is unpredictable. Her androgynous goth creations take us a step further out from fashion and into individuals and their inner struggle.

Let The Show Begin

2010-09-29T14:16:00.007-03:00

Let the show begin, turn it against the wind, it's not what you think.
Sometimes what you first see is not the reality.
Put it into perspective and oh you have another view.
It might be scary, so be aware of your fear.
Don't fake the long way, do it the strong way.
Walk in fire if that's your desire.
Hands are for workers, use them without abusing them.

Film by Christiana and Dorothea

Rodarte, Backstage

2010-09-16T01:58:00.008-03:00

Two sisters, Kate and Laura Mulleavy, from Northern California, inspired by the nature that surrounded their childhood. The forest, the wood, the water, the golden light that is created by the sunset or the sunrise. The results of hard work, playful thoughts, inspirational moments, and collaboration between the bond of sisters, are beautiful queens walking down the runway, with golden lashes and sun-kissed skin, side-parted hair, wearing the creations. Fish tails, wood & leaf patterns, shapes that sculpt the hips, the waist, the shoulders. On top of that, nostalgic music that puts the production in complete beauty.

Interview With Ingela Klemetz

2010-09-04T00:37:00.008-03:00

Ingela Klemetz - Stylist/Musician

I met Ingela when I got back to Sweden from my holiday. We worked together, and it struck me what a beautiful and radiant person she is. With her individual style and genuine spirit, she captured my attention and I wanted to know more about her.

How did you start styling? And why? All throughout my life I've been interested in clothes, shapes, make-up and have always used them as a means of expressing myself. Even during my time as a artist & songwriter, I was dressed like my music. Clothes are like an extension of my soul. My band and I started making music around year 2000, called Sago (fairytale) Rock. Then one day by chance, I helped my man, who is a photographer, style one of his shoots. I loved it! Because of this I left music and crossed over to styling.

What inspires you? Everything inspires me. Most of all, nature. But also music, people, movies, moods, architecture, animals and people from different cultures.

How do you like to dress? I don't like tight clothes, and would never wear jeans. But I love to wear kaftans when I'm at home. When I'm going out, I prefer to dress according to a mood. It can be anything! Designers that fit my body-type are: Lanvin; Marni, Ysl, Prada, Bottega. I used to buy a lot of vintage, but I'm now tired of it because of the available selection. It's so limited nowadays. Because buyers are more conscious about vintage, it's often overpriced, and sometimes more expensive then buying new.

What does music mean to you? Music sometimes means a lot to me, and sometimes not. I love silence almost more than music, but music as an art form is fantastic. If I want to get inspired, I put on classical music. I also love contemporary musicians like Lee Hazlewood, Velvet Underground, Donovan, etc.

Autumn Fashion Week

2010-09-03T00:20:00.005-03:00

Creation
The melancholy skull
The persian pattern
The developer for the unconscious

Reminds me of the autumn, the dull color combination of the items, all naturally put together, character objects, like the real human skull, or the pencils, the shoes on the floor or the couch. It makes me want to catch a brush and paint the moment's fiction! It wants me to let the leaves of the autumn come into the room and bloom. It makes me want to inhale ice-clear wind, burn my lungs for some seconds.

The autumn is soon here, fashion week is about to start, designers will prove half a year of hard work, their ideas and vision will turn into reality. A style will grow, a part of art is in circulation. It will change shapes, develop from the past, and build a future.

Mood

2010-08-17T11:53:00.007-03:00

Brave

Movement

Desperation

Hope

Satisfaction

Self-portraits.
About mood.
About change.
About organic.

Way Out West

2010-08-14T07:50:00.003-03:00

The XX

Jónsi

Beach House

Soundtrack Of Our Lives

Amazing spirit in the west of Sweden, Gothenburg. Stylish people who is sharing one interest. Music. The city is crowded with hipsters, musicians, beer, hamburgers, and then it is some rain involved. Dirty feet and warm sweaters... some love, and joy.

The freedom in rhythm

2010-08-12T03:25:00.004-03:00

The morning starts to wake, the sun is having a break, hiding behind
the clouds.

Summer and travel, train and plane, car in the rain.

Sleepless, and sometimes more, in a tent, or a caravan, awake until the dancing feet get sore.

Rhythms turn into music, by all human power, instrumentals, and
some vocals, easy noises bring in some clear choices.

People don't want to leave, just be in the real.

The rhythm is where the heart is, no one can put it behind bars.

The Grounded Mother

2010-07-29T19:26:00.008-03:00

The forest absorbing the rain, nurtures the ground. It's like the mother's land, building a face from a mother's grace. The rain just stopped and we jumped out of the car, too far to turn back. I looked at my mother, with all her charm, she was expanding, love and care for me, my sister and brother. The work she has done, put her self aside, to build up a new generation of human life. Had to capture my mother's way of being, in nature, so clean.

Valentino Couture And The Color White

2010-07-11T19:48:00.011-03:00

Pier Paolo Piccioli's inspiration board for Valentino's Couture Collection

The silver dress gets painted one more time, preparing to shine on the runway.

Look #17 is the piece that I am wearing in the show.

Plenty of hairspray sculpted the hair into the shape of a futuristic bun.

Kristy gets dressed in a tiny space in the Valentino house.

Around 30 beautiful nurses are backstage, white robes covering our bodies. We will turn into dolls before the show is about to start....standing in the stairs waiting for the music to turn up the pulse backstage, turn up the phase of magic walk. The first creature Freja walks out in the light, with an attitude and a vision of a dramatic fairytale story, a beautiful one among the fashion industries most important people. Owning the stage in her Danish way. The show has started and the time is parked, the focus is now on the ones floating on the white floor, letting the dresses surround their bodies.

Chanel Couture

2010-07-07T17:57:00.010-03:00

Time is just another version of moments, moments of smoking, joking, and bbm.

Beautiful blondes

....and the brunette who has love for Chanel vintage.

Parissienne atmosphere

2010-07-02T19:43:00.006-03:00

Museé Carnavalet - Histoire de Paris

À rebours exposition about women and their sexuality

The charming Paris is my home this week, surrounded by galleries, museums, beautiful Couture clothes, Falafel on the street, red wine, and a hotel with out fan or AC. Boiling hot, a lot of tourists who are eating croissants at breakfast. Even if Paris is hot and crowded with people, I find the small streets around the Marais in perfect harmony, not too many people, but enough to feel the energy of the youths who are living the vacation life, the romantic ones shopping second-hand in flower dresses, one and another, baguette under the arm, and some love couples in all their charm....ended the night with a dinner at Hotel Montaigne, with my agency ELITE Paris..

The Time For Change

2010-06-28T11:15:00.003-03:00

Photographed by
Joachim Helder Johnson

The moment before it happened, a drama queen was born, the torn was drilling the flesh, made some red roads in the pink skin, the veins forcing to the surface, making a pattern on the hand, showing a map over totally another land, the journey was free, but no stability.
Why is that a certain thing, which makes the world bell ring?

2010-06-22T14:39:00.004-03:00

Longstocking Remembered
Photographed by Camilla Akrans
Styled by Robert Rydberg

I am aware of the braids that are sculpting a shape of the body, painting the substance of the picture. I am aware of the soft rayon underneath the body that is covering the bed, makes it even more pleasant to lie down. I am aware of the silk top that covers the body, balanced by the gray jersey pants. I am aware that the head is soaked by thoughts, screaming with a quiet sound only in the mind. I am aware, like Longstocking....

Peter Lindbergh

2010-06-19T12:18:00.006-03:00

Peter Lindbergh shot Kristen McMenamy in the Italian Vogue September 2009 issue.
The portraits are my favorite, with a natural composition. He has a gift for reading human beings and a creative process that is true and authentic to his art.

Creativity is the basis of self-expression. Why are some people supposedly more creative than others, and why can't others open themselves up enough to be able to express who they are? Creation is the birth of something, and something cannot come from nothing. When someone creates something: a painting, a poem, a photograph, the creativity comes from an idea, from a feeling, from emotion, or from a combination of ideas, feelings and emotions that are somehow 'reborn' from all our experiences and perspectives. Creativity is the desire to express ourselves. To formulate these expressions, we have to draw from our reservoir of experience, dreams, desires and experimentation and mix together what was, what is, and what could be... I don't think you can learn it, it is rather something that evolves. Your perception of everything in your life fills up this reservoir. Some people are drawn to create and express themselves, others are drawn to reflect, to analyze. But in the end, they all could be creative if they had the desire to explore the way in which they are integrated in the world of their experiences. Because creativity is really a rebirth, a true tone we feel for ourselves and for our world. Then our work becomes a real part of who we are. Maybe all this is a question of how deep we are willing to go...

By Peter Lindbergh with Lily,
New York, June 1996
http://www.peterlindbergh.com/#ESSAY

Me and Jesus

2010-06-13T02:21:00.004-03:00

Me and Jesus are listening to a secret conversation. There are three girls that are on the balcony underneath. They are probably in the fashion business. A Saturday night 2am, they're having a little pre-party, some girl talk, listening to rap and drinking wine. They captured my attention when they started to talk about models

The British accent: Gosh, there are models everywhere you go in this city, all the clubs are crowded by 17 year old girls.

The American: Girls, beautiful girls, I fucking love girls, they are peaceful. Girls are great!

The British accent: When I do castings I see like 50-60 girls. A setcard, then like, "See you later." That is a job. Fashion is weird. In London, girls that are ugly, are the best models.

The other American: I would like to date models.

The British accent: Male models are weird. I don't know a single male model that is attractive, let alone like one! So awkward, they are like Zoolander. Men in England are craving for the girl that every man wants.

The American: There are so many girls that are beautiful.

The British accent: You girls for me are fucking amazing.

The American: Girls can be nasty and cold bitches.

Women Management

2010-06-10T13:24:00.007-03:00

Women Management is one of the leading agencies in the world. Respected by clients and models, they rule the market with "less is more", focusing on beautiful personalities.

I spoke to one of my agents, James Tinnelly about why he loves his work.

-What do you love about your job?

I love working with the best team in the world. Louie, Christiana, Matt, Ryan, Jen, Ali, Heather & Pedja are the best in the business, and I am honored to work with them. Our individual strengths, knowledge & life experiences complement each other.

Also, I love working with the best models & clients in the world.

Some models arrive to NY, sometimes not speaking English, and having never modeled before. It makes me feel good to see them grow into strong women.

When I was 15 I had a paper route, delivering newspapers before school to pay for fashion magazines. At that time there was no internet, and W Magazine was the only magazine to give model and agency credit. Most of the models who inspired me to draw were represented by WOMEN. It became my dream to work in the fashion business as an agent at WOMEN. I am blessed that my dream came true.

-What's inspiring you?

The beauty that I see every day inspires me. My favourite thing to do is read. Reading biographies inspires me to live life to the fullest. Inspiration is everywhere, if you keep your eyes open and take time to observe. In the morning I always peek on the commuters surrounding me, how they present themselves, what music they listen to on their ipods, what they read. At night, when I walk home I smell the grass from lawns, & the sweet honeysuckle bushes. Sometimes I see raccoons, climbing out of garbage cans, or crawling down drains. Raccoons inspire me to walk faster!

-When and how did Women start?

Women was founded in the late 80’s to represent individual beauty. Today, Women is still committed to representing individual WOMEN, not girls.

-And what do you think it takes to become a successful model?

To be a successful model, a woman has to be a team player who is professional, inspirational and ambitious.

The Bridge

2010-06-09T13:27:00.004-03:00

At the Williamsburg Bridge in the evening, some sporty bikers, one and another hipster, a girl with white t-shirt that dripping of sweat, blink blink from the bike, a dress in earth colors passing, me and my vision, and a gratefulness in being me, right here right now, I would not want to be in anybody else skin, intense days are in front of me, and that makes me happy.

The Beauty Is Beyond Control

2010-06-08T19:08:00.004-03:00

Beauty is beyond control: A creative way of seeing, gives room for identity, what's capturing the viewer's attention in a surprising way, that's a beauty for me. Valerija is my beauty soul, unpredictable and true, not giving in for the wrong suit, instead based on herself in all ways, with a big heart that makes a space for every part.

Vogue Italia June 2009: All Tomorrow's Parties

2010-06-08T17:09:00.005-03:00

The story of "All Tomorrow's Parties" was shot by Steven Meisel in Brooklyn, spring 2009. An industrial studio, clothes in black all over the racks, plastic wrap in meters, people all over that have different functions. Pat and Guido letting their artist eyes scan our faces, to make the right choice, when sculpting our bases. Letting color touch our faces, burning hair tongs go through our hair, suddenly a new look appears. Karl Templer building up the look, black, jewelery with plastic wrap, squeezing our bodies together. Behind the models and their 80's look, a minimalistic wall, completes with Steven's distinct eye, creates a magical story where dreams, beauty and emotions fly.

Jason Wu Resort Show

2010-06-06T00:48:00.005-03:00

Greg Kessler, photographer backstage

Hiding in the bathroom

On Friday morning at the Saint Regis Hotel, the hair and make up team is already on set, some models get their hair done, others chatting around. James Scully welcomes us with a smile on his face, and Jason Wu is walking around, checking that we all are fine. Beauty is emphasizing smoothly, and suddenly the show is about to start....

JPB Art Gallery

2010-06-03T16:10:00.003-03:00

A work of art on the wall

A stool for the floor

The man that owns JPB Art Gallery

Found the JPB Art Gallery while walking between the narrow streets in Saint Tropes. Skulls in glass cubes, a double love chair, dramatic paintings in black and white, the stool and the wall decor. Check out his art collection:
2 Boulevard d'Aumale
83990 Saint-Tropez, France
06 11 81 70 19

Summer And A Thought Of Love!

2010-06-03T01:54:00.004-03:00

The summer is here, you see melted people everywhere, the sweat is dripping of their heads, building small crystals on the body, under their skin. It's also a dripping thing, maybe the dripping is a answer from the earth, to live and give birth?

Stockholm

2010-05-30T16:45:00.006-03:00

Sometimes you need to charge your battery, maybe in the apartment your mom and dad cooked for you, or in the fields where you were riding horses in full speed. Jumping on the trampoline with your best friend, eating food with your hands! Remember the time when you sang along to the Spicegirls song, or bullied your brother until you laughed and coughed at the same time?
I'm here at this place but I'm gonna leave it in about one day, leave the safety, do more and explore.

A Journey

2010-05-28T11:17:00.007-03:00

A party in NYC where it was all about paint, having fun, re-painting, cover other's work, collaborate, dance to the jazztones, where a naked girl preformed. Sing along, and just have fun, open up your creativity in the public space, share, be and don't care!

(The painting above just developed during a couple of seconds. I took the graffiti spray and just did, then in hindsight it might have been inspired by the naked singer.)

Madrid

Then I flew over to Madrid for the Mango show, did my fitting, had half of a day, went to the Museo Nacional Del Prado.
The painting of Hans Baldung Grien "The Three Ages of Man and Death" captured me, because I referred to our generation, the middle year paranoia, where the ideal is to be young. The mentality is: if you are not young, you can't have fun.

Stockholm

Left Madrid, to continue my trip to Stockholm. During the plane ride I was bored of movies and books, could not focus, instead I start to let my hand speak, did 14 sketches of bodies. Came home to see my lovely mom, and my town, then I made this painting of bodies.

Three different cities, and three different experiences, made my week complete.

Marina Abramovic At The MOMA

2010-05-24T01:10:00.003-03:00

I went there all alone without knowing anyone. People around me were complete strangers, relaxed and focused. I turned my eyes towards the square, and the two individuals who were sitting there. In front of each other, combining the air into magic. The energy of emotions fill the room with a boom. Also, the surrounding sounds from people bounce - completing the reality of the present.

I mean, what I see is a beautiful of reality as a whole. I see people's fear come up to the square, released and determined to turn it around to its narrow ground! The surface changes on each person like a waterfall. The change of color when it comes around...drops down when you see it from another perspective or another light, when the sunshine is shining bright! Turning to the level of hundreds of colors, sometimes it´s see-through or could be solid like stones - a magical combination that is caught among us.

This is what I see without any expectations on my reactions. Just be, inhale the substance of the situation, undress the layers that each human puts on to conduct oneself in a specific manner. I exposed my fear and also my care. I exposed my respect to the viewers that surround me but also admiration to the ones I am focused.

Then suddenly, from nowhere, a man came up to me, handed me a green piece of paper. Couldn't see his face only the light pink shirt that flew away....and disappeared with a blur.

On the green paper it was written:

"To the unknown female the other side of Marina. Even more, that in the truncated wonder of viewers, the one we´ve come to view is not the only. Although solace seems impossible in that chair, is there not solace as well across the square? Someone whispers what type of art, some breath carts its incapable words into sigth for the aside. Yet there is luminosity or what it feels like to say luminosity while having it whole in relgase. Marina the other women there is young and poised to lightly strike the room down. Even beauty or again, what it mean to say such words cannot figure her in. Yet I´m writing this, She is writing as well, smooth hair from a distance, fall in a slight undertone. The same rustle and ... of her leather jacket. Long legs in a lean which allure careens. Marina, today my eyes went away and were renewed. Yet this is a passing note, a look unlost" T.F. Dorholt 5/17/10

I read it twice, embraced by the note, brought together by art. Marina, thank you for an experience beyond control of humans feelings and circumstances, and thank you to the mystical man in the pink shirt for making life even more unexpected and fun - to live, to be open to the things around.

The Red Soul

2010-05-23T12:40:00.003-03:00

My mind is dead, like my soul is red forgetting about the sleep, making a deep scar in the dream, can't really heal, the sound of the existence is too narrow, too close to ignore, observing instead, and letting time fly by, forcing the body to move on, follow the flow, climbing in trees, hiding behind doors, in a corner or on the floor, shouting out loud, while the ego sings, sings, sings, through everything, just hanging in there, a little fake, walking a marathon without a break, high on life, can't stop go, gonna continue until I drop!

The Ones Around - Anna de Rijk

2010-05-20T23:21:00.003-03:00

Next up in The Ones Around is my other roomie, Anna. Her coral blue eyes touch onto stones, making them melt, like butter in the sun. Those eyes made both Chanel and Dior fall in love.

The Ones Around - Caroline Källbäck

2010-05-19T13:37:00.005-03:00

The third vitality in the ones around is Caroline, because of her enormous joy for life. She could be in a hurricane and like a flower inhale the emotions, and transform it to energy. Where ever she goes she sees beauty.

The Ones Around - Sara Blomqvist

2010-05-18T11:41:00.004-03:00

The second personality in The Ones Around is my dear roomie, Sara Blomqvist. Because she got her tattoo "Frank", without really considering it. Spontaneous as she is, she decided on a tattoo while she had a coffee with some friends of hers. After that coffee, they all went to a tattoo studio, and suddenly little "Frank" was born on the side of Sara's chest.

The Ones Around - Hanne Gaby

2010-05-17T20:56:00.007-03:00

Hanne Gaby is the first one out in the portrait series, The Ones Around, because she owns a Mercedez-Benz without having a driver license.

The Ones Around

2010-05-17T20:00:00.002-03:00

During this week I'm capturing vital personalities that are around me.

Colors, Yellow

2010-05-17T11:26:00.004-03:00

Black and yellow

Blue velvet and yellow

Pink and yellow

The Jet Lagged Girl

2010-05-15T00:54:00.007-03:00

Walking behind a jet lagged girl, who's changing direction in confusion. Want to tell her to make up her mind, choose a place and go there, or walk without a goal, but please don't go back and forth and then feel like hell, because you wasted your time at nothing but your confused mind! I'm leaving her in the shit, crying angels walking over her, they try so hard to guide her, but she resists. Her narrow-minded eyes are close to walk into a pole, head heavy hanging over her body like a sack of rise, her hands are stiff and white, her feet flying her and there, in a spaghetti-way of playing around, with a lot of sound, her heels is knocking the ground, I think the devil loves the sound....

Crystal Renn

2010-05-14T09:38:00.006-03:00

I met Crystal in Saint Tropez. We had interesting conversations about life, dreams, zodiac signs and fashion. Her energy and open-mindedness captivated me. She inspires with stories about her life. Her experiences as a starving size zero model, and the change to a healthy, happy plus model is a promising story. Her opinion about the women and the beauty ideal in the fashion industry is, that it should capture all body sizes. Both naturally thin, curvy and thick. She is fighting for girls with eating disorders, to change the concept in the fashion business to a healthier ideal. Besides modeling, she wrote a book about her like and experiences, "Hungry: A Young Model's Story of Appetite, Ambition and the Ultimate Embrace of Curves".
Crystal is one of the ideal women, with a big heart, beauty, brains and body.

Chanel Party - St. Tropez

2010-05-13T13:43:00.013-03:00

Individually we made the party, but together we made the party thrown in heaven. Karl Lagerfeld, the man with grace is walking across the yard, behind his sunglasses is another world staring at existence and turn it into his own imagination. Absorbing what´s around without fear and boundaries, throw the details down into his library. Remakes it, twists and turns it, to another level of existence. Then the girl, with some champagne in her body, releases her boundaries into freedom of movement, letting the music throw her body in action. While the other ones float around, killing themselves in stilettos, sing along to a rad song, flying from side to side while a dress is turning wild. A bunch of others laying in a group turning heads like a fucking loop, shines as gold, laughter out loud, let the cake touch the mouth, while the bass is framing movements, collaborate with the atmosphere that we all together make, relaxes the way of thinking, throws us all in the unlimited command. Individuals together is the strongest example of happiness.

Nightmare From A Square

2010-05-08T21:50:00.004-03:00

Stuck in an invisible square, some hours of nothing to fare, then it's catching up, throwing me down into the dark, lying there, chuckling or screaming, don't know anymore. Black or white, can't see what it's all about, just a nightmare.

Black Nexxus update

2010-05-08T20:21:00.004-03:00

A short summary from the class at Black Nexxus:

Went into the theater room where the class was going to be. We were an international little group, people from Spain, Holland, Ukraine were participating. All different kinds of personalities were around.

It started with the "I'm aware of" exercise - each of us explained what we were aware of in that moment.

Then we continued with the circle - while one person is in the middle creating a character, the people around have to impersonate the actions that the leading character is making. The exercise releases the tension in the group and makes people explore their personal limit.

Then we went over to the personalization. The aim is to visualize strong memories, and in detail describe them in your head.

In the end we had 30 min to adapt and absorb a monologue, and be one with the character.

With a smile on my face and a mentally and physically exhausted body, I went out happy to have explored one of NYC's leading method acting studios.

Saint Tropez

2010-05-08T17:40:00.004-03:00

Heading over to the South of France tonight, St. Tropez.
Excited for the landscape and the atmosphere there.
Never been so my eyes are gonna be wide open.

Black Nexxus

2010-05-06T09:39:00.003-03:00

Today I'm trying out the Black Nexxus acting class.

Self-Portrait 5

2010-05-06T08:43:00.003-03:00

A bathroom with a lighting from a window from the roof.
I see the strenght in my neck, the pain is there, my shoulders are released from each other.
My hair is just following the flow, in the movement that the camera missed to capture.
The body went it's own way, it's a living machine, sometimes it's way beyond control.

Living In A Dream

2010-05-05T11:08:00.005-03:00

"Sometimes I feel like a motherless child. A long way from home."
Living in a dream, with a long black dress, without shoes.
Standing on the grass with my mind, far away from the place I'm at.
Past and future do not exist. Only the dream.

Breakfast

2010-05-05T10:36:00.005-03:00

The best breakfast is a green juice with kale, celery, spinach, apple, ginger and pineapple.
Caroline and I are heading out into the sunshine for a green juice and an Oslo coffee.

Self-Portrait 4

2010-05-04T13:51:00.005-03:00

Energized from life, have to let it out! Too much going on, to0 inspired...by my roomies, my apartment, the weather, and a secret mission.

Self-Portrait 3

2010-05-03T21:38:00.006-03:00

One of those days when I need my own space.
During the next week, I'm uploading self-portraits to explore my own art,
with a reflection from the day.

Botanic Garden

2010-05-03T19:26:00.006-03:00

Brooklyn Botanic Garden
Every plant has their unique way of growing, they make choices, and their instincts follow the light to heaven. But to reach high to the light, they have to be grounded. The roots are digging deeper and deeper down to the ground, to get the nutrition from the earth. The older they get, the deeper they root, the bigger they grow. Plants are balanced, takes and gives from both heaven and earth, from the light and the dark.

Plants are all about balance. We should learn from them!

Self-Portrait 2

2010-05-02T14:41:00.003-03:00

I caught myself after the Harry Josh Spring Fling party at the Hiro Ballroom.
After a crazy night, with dancing, mingling, bowling and a damn hardcore charade.
I went home all alone, tired as a hiding shadow.

Restaurant

2010-05-01T11:15:00.005-03:00

I had the Green Soup

Delicious house blend that consists of kale, spinach, celery, extra virgin olive oil, celtic sea salt, and lemon juice and avocado.

Quintessence is an oasis - a gourmet, dining retreat that relaxes and rejuvenates beyond belief. Our food is comprised of some of the most rare and exotic ingredients found on earth, and combine to form the elegant, innovative dishes that have been celebrated as some of the very best found in New York City.

But more than just great tasting food, everything served at Quintessence is 100% organic, vegan and raw. We understand you seek more from your food than is offered at most restaurants, and our commitment to both flavor and health has created an unparalleled dining experience that will not only satisfy your appetite, but energize, revitalize and refresh from the inside out.

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Inspiring Books

2010-05-01T10:39:00.006-03:00

A quote from "Truth" by Susan Batson:

"Acting is a craft - a disciplined art form that uses everything that makes an individual artist unique, from the DNA up. When you can find the joy of using the good, the bad, the ugly, the evil, and the sublime in yourself to create a scripted character, you're on the way to expertly practicing this craft. The more you're willing to share the events and sensations that have made you who you are, the better an artist you will be. The more willing you are to tell the truth, the stronger an actor you will be."

On Stage

2010-05-01T10:31:00.003-03:00

Gonna watch the Creditors tonight...

Creditors - 2010 Spring Season

Apr 16—May 16
Tue—Sat at 7:30pm
Sun at 3pm

Presented by BAM and Donmar Warehouse

By August Strindberg
In a new version by David Greig
Directed by Alan Rickman

"Thrilling... you're likely to feel you've had the breath knocked out of you." —The New York Times

"A roller-coaster of sex, lies and revenge." —Time Out New York

“These are A-list performances, pulsating with pain and hard as diamonds.” —The Times (UK)

Directed by Alan Rickman, this fiercely modern battle of the sexes comes to BAM following a sold-out run at London’s Donmar Warehouse (RED, Jude Law’s Hamlet, Frost/Nixon). A darkly comic tale of vengeance, jealousy, and psychological warfare, Creditors unfolds as a young husband (Tom Burke, in his New York debut), anxiously awaiting the return of his new wife (Olivier Award-nominee Anna Chancellor), falls under the sway of a mysterious stranger (Tony Award-winner Owen Teale).

Self-Portrait

2010-05-01T10:01:00.004-03:00

Paolo Roversi once told me that I should take portraits of myself to explore being in front of the camera, but at the same time behind. I will explore it....

The Trees

2010-04-29T00:08:00.006-03:00

Every morning when I wake up, I have a look outside to see how the trees are moving.
They give you the best direction of what kind of weather it is.

When You're Strange

2010-04-27T10:09:00.002-03:00

Check out documentary, "When You're Strange".
It's about the Doors, and Jim Morrison's life.
Playing at the Angelika Film Center, NYC.

The Doors

2010-04-27T09:49:00.005-03:00

The doors in Williamsburg.
Every door has it's own secret, what's behind is unknown, before you find the key!

Los Angeles

2010-04-27T09:23:00.005-03:00

Los Angeles has it's own beauty, besides the incredible nature, sunny weather, artists, million dollar houses, actors and superstars.
I noticed that people are so open here. Almost every single unfamiliar person was speaking to me, sometimes only a, "Hey!" and other times longer conversations. For example, a guy at Starbuck's told me the story about his leather jacket that had paint all over. The open mind is ruling the city!

Patti Smith at Milk Studios - Fashion Week F/W 2010

2010-04-27T09:15:00.004-03:00

During week F/W 2010, in a crowded gallery at Milk Studios, Patti Smith was having a concert. She went on the stage, while hundreds of people were waiting to see the revolutionary singer/artist express herself. The audience, including me and my agent inhaled the energy that Patti threw upon us with her music, presence, and her neglegiant way of dressing!
I've been craving to see her preform live because her music and poems have been an inspiration to me during my childhood. So there she was, years later, still as inspiring, shared her music with us while we were dancing like freaks.