Fancourt Magazine, Winter issue 2012
While imprisoned in Turin, French writer Xavier de Maistre, bored by his captivity, wrote the parody travelogue Voyage Around My Room. This semi-autobiographical story is about a young official, confined to a prison cell, who journeys around the bare room, taking in the ‘scenery’ as if he were on an exotic voyage. He emphasised that, when travelling, you should look at everything (including your own room) as if you had never seen it before.
When I booked a berth on the MS Kong Harald for a six-day sea voyage along the Norwegian coast, it seemed only right to take his advice to heart. Although I grew up in Norway, I decided I would really see it for the first time.
I started writing poetry and short stories for the first time when I was 14. I was in hospital, having my tonsils removed and my mum bought me a little journal that I eagerly nurtured with vivid imagination.
My first “scribblings” are well-hidden, but my latest collection of haiku, poems and short stories you can find here.
The man on the street? The woman next door? The non-existent Milkman? The up-and-coming Film Director? The Cosmonaut? The ex-gangster? The Underdog? Who are they?
I ask the questions. The they do the talking.
Until we met we were strangers, and every stranger has a story to tell.
A year ago I got myself a nikon camera to accompany my pen as I wanted to start capturing the essence of moments and people not just with words, but also through the lens.
Henri Cartier-Bresson, one of the main magnums, once said that “Your first 10,000 photographs are your worst.” I still haven’t reached the 10,000 mark, so I guess that means that these are the worst photos I’ve ever taken.