If this inspires you to do your own version of it, do show me how it went!
The occasion for my amble through Oslo was a "photowalk" organized by a Google+ community consisting of Norwegian photographers. The idea is to walk together as a group consisting of all kinds of photographers, ranging from guys barely able to carry all their equipment to others just waving around an iPad. Then you're all free to ask each other questions, point out interesting details, and in general just figure out how to take the photos you always want.
That's how it typically starts out, anyway. After a while people start helping each other buy beers instead, but I still very much recommend giving photowalks a try!
It can be an interesting experience if you're not used to directing people to pose. Here's a guy who made a girl freeze her toes off in the river, but I decided that I needed both of them in my photo in order for it to be any good.
this link. You're welcome, and good luck with getting through the rest of your day.
"All things sick and cancerous,
All evil great and small,
All things foul and dangerous,
The Lord God made them all"I'm not that good at reading tribal tattoos, but I think this must be a Mohican. The hair is a pretty good indicator, but another one is that if you keep on taking a nap on the railing of a small bridge across a raging river, your tribe will soon be down to its last surviving member.
Definitely one of the most spectacular crocodiles on offer in Oslo, a block north of the club Blå.
I found a bunch of city cats to hang with. I felt even more grey and boring than I usually do.
I felt similarly dull outside the Blitz Building as well, where Synne Sanden gave a concert. Then again, most of the people around me there had probably consumed a lot more magic mushroom than I had. Still, her performance was really good.
Her fans agreed with me, and they knew all the lyrics.
I don't know what's going on here, but at least one of these two saw something they didn't like, I think. I hope that something wasn't me.
Just in case, I escaped into the crowd at Kontraskjæret. The audience almost outnumbered the trash lying around after a long day of concerts there. Morradi was playing, and despite the fact that there were a lot of people smoking, I'm pretty sure there was no nicotine involved. Rappers...
When Morradi ("Your mother") says "Say Yeah!", you say "Yeah!". That's how it's gotta be.
After eight hours of walking (and a bit of drinking), we ended the photo expedition on Tjuvholmen. Other people present there had just barely started their evening.
You know it's time to go home when this is how people pose for a final group shot for the day.
And if you have people like this in front of you in the taxi line, you should probably just start walking instead. Aker Brygge has lots of very firm upper class people that really knows how to eat with a knife and a fork. You don't mess with them.
Thank you for coming along! Now it's your turn. Show me your photo walk in a place you know well.