
Sunday afternoon at the airport
Sunday afternoon. Late July. Airport at gate C3. My flight is delayed … again. People everywhere. Sitting. Standing. Walking. Running.

Sunday afternoon. Late July. Airport at gate C3. My flight is delayed … again. People everywhere. Sitting. Standing. Walking. Running.

Today everything is late. 30 minutes. 45 minutes. 1 hour. Connections are missed. Connections are delayed? Am I going to make it?

I wonder how time I waste each year waiting for flights, trains, buses, Ubers, Lyfts, taxis, cars.
Here we go again. Yes, every few years I set out to start some insane project. Well, it starts small … a germ of an idea … noodling …

A grey Saturday in February in Lund. Icy streets. Snow and slush. More …

Another early Monday morning in January. No snow yet this morning, but …

Early Monday morning in January, heading to work. I just got off the …

Traveling in style today back from a few days of meetings in Antwerp. …