Örebro — The sky is beautiful tonight. In the language of water colours I’d describe it as ultramarine going over in pthalo turquoise and prussian blue. If you look to the west, it lightens up in a faint cobalt where the sun disappeared an hour ago or so. It’s so hot, the air feels like a warm, living thing breathing into my ear. This has been the hottest day so far, and it seems to be not so smoothly tran...
Abisko — Dusk, when the sun slipped beneath the horizon and the sky in the north deepened to a dark blue—that was when the legacy of Abisko really began. We spent the nights refreshing forecasts and brewing c...
Singapore — Thankfully one of these laser shows happens twice a night at the Marina Bay Sands and I took this chance to capture it. I was out walking with my good friend of over a decade, Celia. She has been liv...
Katrineholm — I’m outside, brushing my teeth The air is humid and cool and wonderful it’s been raining all day and now the blues and the greens of the night are all jumbled up, bleeding into each other A light...
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Sleeping under the Milky Way
Enjoying the fire's heat as the cool night presses closer
Getting the bonfire lit
Watching sparks drift into the summer night
Жара
Lighting the bamboo fire
Listening to coyotes calling in the western forest
A Neighborhood
Getting past the planners
Floating night lights.
Telling December stories and howling at wolves
Watching sparks fly like stars into the night sky
It's a quieter night in Ghost Town
Waiting the night
Short nights
Midsummer Night
Lighting sparklers and a bit of hopefulness
Listening to the guitar while the fire crackles and stars twinkle overhead
There was no passion, only 30ºC nights.
Afraid of the dark
Lights.
Insomnia
Standing beneath the night sky
So wet. So dark. So perfect.
The wedding of a dear friend, stepping outside for a moment of quiet, and a walk with the full moon.
The midnight rambler
every night;
Gathered under the aurora in the early morning
night colors
One thing about heavy snowfall: It muffles the city's usual aural assault — and dramatically changes its character.
Work, at the end of the day, seems a long way from home...
i woke up with a fist around my heart. my ribcage aches. sleeping is falling
maybe the idea of heaven is different, past midnight, when the light of your computer screen is a pearly gate.
The music abandoned.
Under the dome; empty. (that chair)
frost on the carwindows, but I was late walking home.
Night always arrives too quickly.
'Round midnight.
Fairground.