Charlie and the Photography Factory

October 5, 2009

My “Sojourn” in Texas

Filed under: Austin, Texas — Tags: , , , , , , , , , , — charlieprator @ 6:23 PM

What a strange feeling it was to be back in warm Texas after 6 months with the thought that this was only temporary. It was a vacation–not a return home.  I would be going back to live another 6 months abroad in vackra Sverige!

Knowing this, I made the best of my time there doing what every Texan should do knowing that their creature comforts would be gone soon enough:

  • I ate Taco Bell, numerous times.
  • Drank Dr. Pepper at almost every meal
  • Coerced myself to enjoy a Bud Lite (hard to do after drinking quality beers such as Heineken and Carlsberg)
  • Drove. Everywhere.
  • Floated the river. Twice.
  • Visited Austin. Twice.
  • Came close to re-negging on my decision on going back to Sweden whilst visitng Aggieland–four times.

Anyways, I could go on, but it’s time for the picture.  Whilst in Texas I had the awesome opportunity to attend Trey Ratcliff’s (Yes, that guy that does HDR that I always mention here, stuckincustoms.com) Photowalk, and it was such a great event.  My buddy Raul and I both went, met other avid (HDR) photographers, and had a small chat with Trey.   Here’s one of my results from that night:

Capitol

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May 26, 2009

Jönköping’s Very Own Dark Knight and Robin

Fields of GoldThis picture was made last weekend on one of the best bike rides I have ever done in my life.  I went with Emil (The Dark Knight, his chosen nomenclature in our abode), his sidekick, Pernilla, (aka Robin cause she got sucked into it), and my CARPOOL friend Amy (who graciously came all the way to little ol’ Jönköping).   In this picture,  is a rolling hill of tall green grass sprinkled with the golden flowers you see here.  When our caravan crested over the highest point of the hill and zoomed down to the low point (seen here), we couldn’t help but enjoy the serenity and blue skies. So, we cracked open our bottle of Spanish Rosé.  It was such a great moment to finally embrace this beautiful part of Jönköping after accepting the fact that I would be soon calling it my new home (at least for awhile).  It was a moment of intense euphoria. It was here when Amy began singing The Sound of Music, which was proceeded with our ridiculous skipping.  

Among the best parts, was being with great company. I hadn’t seen Amy in 5 months, and, thus, missed many many Monday night home dinners.  And, of course, I got the chance to ride with the Dark Knight and Robin.  You see the Dark Knight is seldom seen out of his bat cave–the room adjacent to ours.  If you’re lucky you can find him there usually around 4 o’clock,  in 100% darkness, wrapped in his Dark Knight cocoon (his bed sheets), with bed-head, fatigued from a night full of crime-fighting, huddled over a small laptop, and scheming on how to save Jönkoping from the Jokers of the world (i.e. playing random flash games).  Be careful not to disturb him for he is deep in focus.  

His counterpart, also a friend of mine , goes by (when she’s not crime fighting) Pernilla. She recently got sucked into the world of super-hero “crime fighting” as well. You can find her in the bat-cave at 4PM too.  

But, in all seriousness these three are really great people, and I am glad to have met them.  And, Amy, thanks for coming up! (And, leaving your mark in Jönköping! Haha!) I had a killer time reminiscing about Texas and CARPOOL life!

 

May 18, 2009

The House on Visingsö Row

Filed under: Sweden, Visingsö — Tags: , , , , , , , , , — charlieprator @ 6:57 PM

House

Welcome back to the factory.  I hope you enjoy today’s story and photo–fresh off the factory floor.

Last Saturday I had the pleasure of venturing to Visingsö, the big island located in the middle of Lake Vättern.   After enjoying some sandwiches and wine near 16th century castle ruins, we embarked on our adventure through the many parts of northern Visingsö.

During our bike ride we got the chance to rest under an electric windmill, visit a secluded Swedish trinket and tea shop (Where I got a Jaw Harp. Does anyone know how to play it),  relax on the island’s beach, and enjoy a red sunset.  All of it recorded on my camera, and soon to be enjoyed on this site.

This whole island was filled with small cottages like these, and in these cottages were the stereotypical grandma and grandpas.  It was kind of like the place you would imagine every matured married couple dreams about retiring.  Somewhere quiet. Somewhere secluded.  Somewhere peaceful enough to rest.  It was almost, ¨too idyllic,¨ as Amy put it.

Although, Sweden is quite the dual world.  In the winter Sweden succumbs to cold covered skies of dreary clouds, and an overall lack of brightness and color. However, when that suns peaks for the first time everything transforms.  In thinking about this,  I believe I have experienced more perfect weather days in Sweden than I did back home. But, that could’ve been because in Texas we never really had the dreary weather to put perfect weather into perspective.

Speaking of home, I have finally made the decision to stay in Sweden.  It had been on mind for quite some time, and until recently I didn’t have the full scale of obstacles in front of me.   Be that as it may,  I decided to stick with my plan, and plow through the red tape (I mean thats all life is regardless of the locale–red tape).

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