I see my landscapes as portraits. What is there is not only grass, trees, fields, the images are a reflection of me, and are also allowing the viewer to reflect themselves. I tell personal stories, portraying both familiar and foreign surroundings, in the end blending together documentary and fiction, and like vague memories are the photographs neither fictional nor real, but are nevertheless true.

It’s said about portraits that we look for our own image in the portrayed faces. In my photography I do not only look for my mirror in other people, I try to find it in the world around me. I’m like a collector, gathering these environments and compile them to a new world.

This world, partially built on memories of the stories I was told as a kid. These tales take place in the Nordic woods and often describe a world that exists besides reality, as opposed to beyond or above the “real”. In this world of tales, a thing easily transforms - a rock or a tree is suddenly a forest creature, the mist is dancing fairies. Being brought up with these stories, I tend to look for these moments when the world is something else then ordinary.