Weather in the mountains

Weather is real outdoors in the mountains. It surrounds us totally and comes close. And we are close to it.

Vêret er ekte ute på fjellet. Det omgir oss på alle kantar og kjem tett på. Og vi er tett på det.

Rondvatnet July 2020

Besshø July 2020

River through a valley in Jotunheimen mountain area

the ice melts in the summer, flows as a blue river and make swings down the landscapes which grow greener.

isen smeltar om sommaren, flyt som ei blå elv og svingar seg gjennom landskapet som blir grønare.

Photograps shot from the mountain Knutshø in Jotunheimen this week.

The river starts with the  glacier Leirungsbreen and flows into the lake Øvre Leirungen - which in turn flows into the lake Gjende. 

Minerals from the glacier give the water a turquoise colour.

Expired analogue film

I found some really old, expired film and Loaded my Hasselblad. 
I then went out to some well-known sites in my nearby forests and shot a couple rolls.

The developed result was very difficult to scan and post process, but one of the shots from the Fujicolor PRO-film turned out quite well.

From Østmarka near Oslo

 

Hasselblad 500 c/m

Planar 80

Fujicolor PRO 160 
Aperture: small
Exp time: 8 sec - or more.. (a couple steps overexposed - since it was an old film stock)
Epson V600

LR Classic

 

Flowing water

Each spring echoes the last ice age's end, when ice and water gushed out and broke way for rivers and waterfalls.

Kvar vår er eit lite omkvede av siste istids ende, då is og vatn sprengde seg fram og grov far for elvar og fossar.

These photos were taken in the mountain area Rondane in Norway, July 2020

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All pictures were shot with 

Leica M10, 

90mm elmarit, 

10 stops ND-filter

Mountains let night be night

In the mountains the night can be night. Black as nothing, or twinkling with stars - and an ever changing moon. In the summer: never dark, but glowing in the north.

I fjellet får natta vere natt. Svart som ingenting, eller glitrande av stjerner - og ein skiftande måne. Om sommaren: aldri mørk, men glødande i nord.

The mountain Storronden in moonlight

The river Veo in Jotunheimen at midnight

The tourist hut Memurubu by the lake Gjende at midnight

The mountain Snøhetta in Dovre at midnight

Oslo's nearby forests

The old parts of the forests east in Oslo - called Østmarka, have something of the pristine and original in it - something I think we all are longing for. Landscapes that has grown naturally over a long time, and not been prepared and exploited in any human interest, but which live, grow older and are brought further into a variety of life forms, give us the deep confirmation of belonging.

Gammelskogen i Østmarka har noe av det ekte og opprinnelige i seg - noe jeg tror vi alle lengter etter. Landskap som har fått skjøtte seg selv over tid, og ikke har blitt tilrettelagt eller utnyttet i en menneskelig hensikt, men som lever, eldes, og videreføres i et mangfold av livsformer,  gir oss en dypereliggende bekreftelse av tilhørighet.

The pictures below are taken during the last 12 months.

A forest creek flowing through an autumn landscape

A cleft with old, fallen trees.

Roots of fallen trees in a marsh-land

A pond in a forest creek