My latest work trip was to Texas. My colleague Martin and I did over 1900 miles of driving in six days. The topics were biofuel, fossil fuel, reproductive health, and barbecue. It is necessary to combine as many stories as possible in one trip to make them sustainable. That also means that is a strange way of traveling. A couple of interviews, five hours in the car, a new cheap motel, then at it again. That way you see some things that you would never get a chance, or have reason to see otherwise. And you miss a lot. A wonderful way of working.
One thing after another. Friday's shocker was the travel ban for folks, including green card holders, from seven muslim majority countries. New London showed up.
The Women's March on Washington. I photographed for a couple of magazines, Omvärlden and Syre, back home.
A very strange day in America. The world is looking and wondering: how did this happen?
I have an assignment at the Women's March on Washington, but decided to arrive in Washington DC a day before, and witness the inauguration day. The atmosphere was quite depressed. Not even the people who voted for the president seemed very excited.
Through a closed door I hear the celebration on TV. Did they realize that "My Way" starts with the line "And now the end is near". Not a very good omen.
Newport Half Marathon was a rainy event. What attracts me to running, especially non-elite, not-so-competitive running is the kindness between participants and the cheering crowds. I left the camera at home, wrapped the telephone in plastic, and hoped for the best.
Catching up on some pictures after getting back to Connecticut in August