Friday, 5 July 2019


wishing you lingering summer days,
light that glows on the inside & out, 
memories to treasure.
more life on here in a few weeks! 


thank you to my model
Anastasiia Lokkila

Tuesday, 25 June 2019


the way the heart moves.

faded & grainy daguerreotype
on a faded & dilapidating porch
with model Anastasiia Lokkila.

Sunday, 23 June 2019



becoming june,
becoming freedom.

a moment with Julia Margaret Cameron.

coffee with cream left over
from yesterday's pavlova
(everyone's had better things to do
than pop to the corner shop
for some more milk.)
it made me think 
about my Finnish grandma Hellin
who would sip on hers
from a saucer
sitting on her yellow porch.
softly blurred childhood memories
like photographs faded by the sun.
if I could have a wish,
I'd ask for a chance
to sit there on that porch
and have a chat,
woman to woman, 
heart to heart.

 moments with roses. 
becoming roses. 
patient attempts
to capture fluttering butterflies,
but they won't be tamed.
strangely i feel them take flight 
somewhere deep inside. 


Friday, 21 June 2019


summer came 
in her robe of light
and sprinkled the earth
with flowers.

we've found ourselves
in a deserted city,
with most people headed 
to their summer cottages 
for midsummer.
I think we'll pack the car
with picnic stuff
& take a little road trip.
I'm yearning to see 
the sparkling sea
& pick (at least) those seven flowers
to slip under the pillow.

it's warm,
nature's bursting at its seams,
and in summer, 
the song sings itself,
as Mr William Carlos Williams says. 

Happy Midsummer!


(my gorgeous model: Anastasiia Lokkila)

Sunday, 2 June 2019


not many words in this post,
but about a million pictures
& a zillion memories behind them
from a week in the small Umbrian hilltop town
of Montefalco last summer.

a glimpse of the piazza above
turned into that fantasy setting
for velvety Italian evenings,
people gathered for a spritz 
before dinner,
while dark-haired, chocolate-eyed children
dart around on the square.
it's where we headed every night.

our home was down this little vicolo
about two minutes from the piazza.
the stone walls hid a simple, charming paradise.

after a week in Tuscany,
we loved the slightly more authentic vibe,
less tourists,
living more like locals.


all images shot in Montefalco.

Monday, 20 May 2019


At last came the golden month⁣
of the wild folk⁣
~ honey-sweet May, ⁣
& the flowers come out, ⁣
& the air is full of the sunrise scents ⁣
& songs of the dawning year.⁣

Samuel Scoville Jr., Wild Folk⁣

from a spring shoot yesterday,
model: Anastasiia Lokkila

Monday, 22 April 2019


Easter break.
we've been taking it slowly,
eating well,
overdosing on chocolate.

an excursion to the sleepy town of Loviisa
with its rows of wooden houses.
Ali Smith's Spring
on the go. 
and catching up on Unforgotten
~ she has a fan right here. 

beyond this little holiday bubble 
I'm happily cocooning in right now,
 things do seem in balance.
after a tough start to the year,
now a nice amount of work
without the stress.

a clear head
after a flu of a lifetime.

 so much LIGHT!

a date scribbled in the calendar 
for a creative shoot
that's all beauty
and about pursuing a dream of my own. 

I can easily beat myself up
for not pursuing my own thing enough,
but I'm learning to take that lightly, too.
the small steps taken with joy
leading wherever they should. 
just as long as they don't get forgotten along the way. 

“It’s dark because you are trying too hard. 
Lightly child, lightly. 
Learn to do everything lightly. 
Yes, feel lightly 
even though you’re feeling deeply. 
Just lightly let things happen 
and lightly cope with them... 

...So throw away your baggage 
and go forward. 
There are quicksands all about you, 
sucking at your feet, 
trying to suck you down 
into fear and self-pity and despair. 
That’s why you must walk so lightly. 

Lightly my darling, 
on tiptoes and no luggage, 
not even a sponge bag, 
completely unencumbered.”

― Aldous Huxley, Island

With light,


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