When it comes to pictures that are not taken spontaneously (street photography, live concerts etc) I usually get a pretty clear picture in my head of what I want to snap. I know exactly how I want to compose the colors, accessories and environment/background. Like with the pictures above. I was looking for this kind of t-shirt (white with red details) for a while and when I found these sunglasses I just knew that they would look great together. Than I needed a lollipop, red nails, red lips, and a few weeks later I used Sanna as my photography assistant… and tadaaa, here’s the result!

On another note, I have been busy! Going to concert, premieres, celebrating my first Thanksgiving…. I will probably throw together a post about it with some pictures from my iPhone so there’s a official record of my whereabouts, haha. Stay tuned!

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When someone called America for the land of endless possibilities they probably weren’t referring to the food, but since I’ve moved here I’ve seen hybrids of foods that I would’ve never imagine, not even in my wildest dreams. Some of them seem pretty disgusting to be honest (Bacon donut? Cheetos Chicken Fries? Euw!), but some make sense… Just like this vegetarian pizza with pretzel instead of regular crust. It’s like having dinner and a snack at the same time, haha.

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HIM was one of the first bands I “found” by myself. Before that I would listen to what my mom listened to (Red Hot Chili Peppers, Whitesnake, Michael Jackson, etc) or what my friends were into at the time (Enrique Iglesias, Britney Spars or some rappers I didn’t even liked), but as soon as I discovered MTV, Viva, VH1 and other music channels I started exploring my own taste in music. I remember seeing HIMs Join Me in Death video and being taken both by the song (musically, lyrically I’m pretty sure I didn’t understand a word, haha) and the scenery. I still remember that I thought it looked so mysterious with snow and pale men in black clothes. Looking back, I think my adoration of pale men must have come from seeing Interview with the Vampire on TV, a movie that I was probably too young to see... but I loved it anyway! I still do actually, probably the best vampire movie ever made.

Anyway, HIM was a band that I never forgot, listened to from time to time and I even saw them live a couple of times. I’m pretty sure that Ville Valo was one of my first metrosexual crushes as well, haha. When I heard that they were quitting I really wanted to see them play one last time, and fortunately I even got to snap some pictures of them!

See more pictures HERE.

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One can only wonder what Tobias is doing....

Being a basic witch I just had to go to a pumpkin patch, float around the pumpkins, put some spells on people and sweat a little in my black outfit. It’s October after all, right?
This was my first pumpkin market experience, and I really liked it! I can understand why it’s such a big thing here in US; it’s a cozy activity, especially if you’re doing it with your friends or family. I just wish the cornfield-maze wasn't closed. It would take around 45 min and it was about 38 degrees Celsius (around 100 degrees Fahrenheit) in the shadow… so they didn't want us to go in. Next time!

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Bands like Greta Van Fleet make my heart smile. Young musicians with great concept (I love the 70's vibe) and so much talent! The singer has an amazing vocal range; seriously, sometimes I couldn’t believe my ears. They sold out Troubadour even though they only have released an EP with four songs… That says a lot. Can’t wait to see them again!

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Long time, no see! But don't worry, I'm back from my vacation and even though I still don't have internet access at my new place here in LA, I will be updating my blog. I was disconnected from social media for over a month, and I know people see it as a social suicide, but I needed it. My old iPhone stopped working, and I was hanging a lot with my friends and family. Anyway, soon you will be bombarded with pictures of me, my surroundings, and stuff I do... So you will get your dose of Gosia, haha.

Today I'm just checking in to link the interview with You Me At Six that I wrote about before. If you like their music, or if you want to see what kind of questions I ask during an interview you can check it out HERE.

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Last day of Bråvalla began with sad news; the festival announced that it’s “taking a break”. The official statement was that it was because of the sexual harassments and rapes that took place on the festival ground through the years, but many suspected that it was because of economical reasons. Why? Well, first of all FKP Scorpio is in charge of several festivals, and all of them have similar problems. That means that all of them should “take a break” if they really do it just because of the mentioned reason. Anyone who visited Bråvalla every year could see that less people attending this years edition. I questioned the lack of fences (that are important if there’s a big crowd) at the very first day, the second day I asked one of the press team how many tickets they sold because it was obvious that the crowd was much smaller than usually. It’s hard not to be skeptical when the festival ignores to address the economical issues. Something that also bothered me was that in the official statement they wrote that they would keep on fighting. Really? If you give in because of this kind of shitty people that don’t understand that they have no right to touch someone else’s body without their consent you are NOT fighting. You’re giving up, showing that they won. The whole situation made me both sad and angry.

Henrik Berggren was a suitable Swedish artist to start this day. His music is melancholic and when I was standing there taking pictures and watching the show I felt like I was attending Bråvallas funeral. I will tell you this: I sincerely think that Henrik is better than Håkan. Sorry, not sorry.

Wherever we go we need to take some selfies. Deal with it! Haha

I remembered that Kvelertak was a good live-band, so I was excited to see them play again. There I was, ready in the pit with my camera and as soon as they started playing I tried to remember why I actually thought they were good. I’m sorry, I don’t really like slaughtering bands but it was so bad that I really don’t have anything nice to say about it…

Ellie Goulding - another disappointment. Nothing happened on the stage, literally nothing. She was walking back and forth, spinning around a little, like it was a small bar-gig. Really? There’re few artist that can pull of a similar thing like this. A good example is Lana Del Rey, but with her music you’re pretty damn well prepared that she’s going to be like that. Ellie Goulding isn’t Lana Del Rey, she needs some help to actually entertain the crowd, and to keep their attention through her loooooong set. Dancers would be a good start. A backdrop wouldn’t hurt either.

The Killers are always nice to see live. If you’ve seen them before, you know what you’re getting: hit songs, confetti, and professional musicians. I’m not going to lie, they’re pretty predictable but since I really like their music, and they are tight live I don’t really mind!

The last show I saw at Bråvalla was with Prophets of Rage. They were SO good. Entertaining, outspoken about the political environment today, highly energetic and even when the speakers broke they were giving 110% of themselves. I was jumping, screaming the lyrics, and dancing during the whole set! I didn’t even have time to take a picture because I was rocking out the whole time, haha.

We were back “home” pretty late and enjoyed the sunrise by the harbor before going to bed.

Our Bråvalla tradition- taking a dip in the pool before going back home. I will miss Bråvalla next year!

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I kicked off the third day of Bråvalla with You Me At Six. I really like their music so it was fun shooting them and seeing them play. They had a big crowd (for a Swedish gig that is, haha) singing along, jumping and screaming.

After their gig we had a pleasure to interview them. Emil crushed the interview (he loves their music, haha) and acted as our photographer during it. I hanged out a lot with Emil during Bråvalla, he’s a fun and easygoing person! I asked a lot of weird questions during the interview (as always), but Josh and Chris seemed to enjoy it. I will link the interview here in my blog in the future (if anyone wants to read it)!

I didn’t take pictures of Die Antwoord, but I saw the whole show. It was GREAT. I mean, you have to take it for what it is: some kind of freak show on drugs. It’s high energy, it’s ironic, and yes, you’re going to see some ass (more of Ninjas than Yolandis actually, haha). Ninja was dry humping to every song (and he didn’t seem to have anything under his shorts, so the whole crowd saw his penis jumping up and down), Yolandi was shaking her ass all the time, and the DJ had a mask that could give you nightmares… This is not a show you want to take your grandma to, but if you’re ready to be a freak for an hour or two, this is a perfect setting to do that.

If you’re not Swedish you probably don’t know who Håkan Hellström is. Almost every Swedish person have an opinion about him, usually you either hate him or love him. I’m more of a “in the middle person”. I’m not blown away by his music (mostly because he “borrows” both lyrics and melodies from other artists so I just can’t see them as “his”), and he’s not a great singer, but he’s a really good entertainer. I don’t listen to his music on my free time, but I don’t mind seeing him live. When I was standing in the pit, waiting for him to show up on the stage he suddenly appeared in front of me, took my shoulders and shook me a little. It took me a few seconds to actually understand what happened, so the first picture I took of him was a bit shaky (as you can see, haha). I loved his jacked and hat!

Last act I saw that day was Travis Scott. On my way to the stage I run into my moms husbands son, which is kind of random since the festival area is pretty big. I took a quick picture so I could send it to them… but I failed as you can see, haha.

Travis Scott show was a roller coaster kind of experience, when he was good he was great, but sometimes I just felt some kind of aggression from his side. Kind of “if you just like me for my famous songs you’re not worthy” vibe. But who knows, maybe he was just annoyed that Håkan played far too long and he had to wait for 20min to start his set…. I know I would be angry if I was him, haha. He was cool when it came to his fans though, he didn’t let the security throw them out just because they were rocking out to his songs. Once he even jumped of the stage to get to one fan that was about to be thrown out, respect!

Check out more pictures from that day ​HERE .

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I’m still in shock after reading about Chester Bennington's suicide. When the news about Chris Cornell reached me I was devastated, but I wasn’t as shocked as I am right now. Chester’s death is a reminder that depression doesn’t have to be visible, that it doesn’t have to “look” like something. I saw Chester three weeks ago at Bråvalla Festivalen, smiling and in physically good shape. I took pictures of him, and listened to the old songs I loved so much. I remembered how much pain I was in when I listened to his voice to feel the comfort that his lyrics gave me, feeling that someone understood. And his death pains me just as Chris Cornell’s death did. There’s something about people that choose to leave us earlier that hits me harder than any other cause of death. I know what kind of dark places depression can take you to; I’ve been there myself. I know that that dark place you go to is unbearable, but I also know that there are ways out, that you can be happy again. What pains me the most is that some people are not lucky enough to find another way out from depression than suicide. It’s heartbreaking that his pain was so unbearable that death seemed like a relief... I hope he has found peace.

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Every time I’m at the beach in Venice or Santa Monica and I see the lifeguard tower and their cars I think about Baywatch, Pamela Andersen and David Hasselhoff. I was a kid when the show was on TV but I still hear the opening song when I think about it (“I’ll be ready, I’ll be ready, whenever you fear, oh don’t you fear, I’ll be ready, forever and always, I’m always here”), haha. I kind of feel like a slow-motion version of Pamela Andersen when I run through (any) beach, or even better: when I run through water with the waves crashing over my body. I’m aware that I don’t look like her, but my imagination is boundless and when I start to fantasize I can basically be anyone. I mean, when I’m out running and listening to Wonder Woman theme song, I AM Wonder Woman in that moment… Life is too short to be normal, right? ;)

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