Its saturday and I am driving around a busy city to pick up KAN-SI, my friend CLAES and some other stuff that already is squattered around in several locations. Long long time ago I travelled with Claes thru the Sahara and spend a chaotic and wild time in Niger and Mali. Claes ended up in Dakar and as I now speed tru the city my two passengers discuss the infrastructure of Dakar. Its strange how Kan-Si always have such a radiant sunny aura, that is so opposite to the frozen state Copenhagen is caught up in these days. We are out to do our first attempt at practical collaboration: photo-session on the beach. When we finally arrive at the beach - now covered by ice - the wind is devastating. We are already freezing like hell before we start shooting and there is no way we can think, discuss or evaluate what we are doing. The only goal is to get it done with. Get it done and get out of the wind.
Its a grey day, everything – the sky, the air, the snow, the asphalt, even the ice on the sea - is grey. Grey Ice Cold.
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