That’s me. Or the left side of me at least. I’ve got this thing with hair and after this photo was taken my mohawk turned into a jungle of hair as I spent five years exploring how long my hair could actually grow if left unrestrained. The answer is: More than five years at least. That’s when I decided to donate all of my hair and now the above photo is accurate once again.
I’m a health freak, musician, photographer and runner who would love to spend his life as a hermit in a cottage on a mountain top, but through a twist of fate I tend to end up living in densely populated areas such as Beijing or The Netherlands.
As you might have guessed, I hike into the mountains I so much love to capture their beauty with my cameras, but you probably didn’t expect me to also be very fond of snapping photos of nighttime cityscapes. Well, I am. There’s something magical about cities after dusk. The grey concrete and daytime routine disappears and the buildings and people come alive. The clutter clears out and there’s room to breathe and think.
Musically, I am doing my best to share reality filtered through my eyes, ears, mind and finally vocal cords with the rest of the world — while frequently wearing a woollen hat resembling a giant raspberry and with a genuine belief that I am playing amplifier, not guitar. Music is my forum and podium. Through it I speak my mind, express myself and share emotions and stories from life with the audience. It’s my love and passion.
The miracle of life and the biology and physics of life intrigues me immensely. I am constantly amazed at how evolution has perfected every molecule and how biological information is stored and replicated from generation to generation. A lot of my time is spent reading books and research articles in the fields of biology and medicine. Except pure curiosity, one reason is that I have a yet undetermined autoimmune disease and want to learn everything I can in order to understand and hopefully cure my disease.
My legs learned the secrets of running when I was a child in the deep forests of northern Sweden, and since then they have taken me along roads, across mountains and through forests all over the world. My inspiration is the Scandinavian reindeer – the most gracious runner ever. Reindeers move lightly across any type of terrain with such grace that they look like a cross between Haile Gebrselassie and a Buddha.