Journal

Guilt and taboos still loom large, casting shadows over the playful exploration of life's pleasures. Throughout history, women's desires have especially been forces to control, whether by men, other women, or societal customs.

For a long time, I thought I was photographing people. After thirty years as a photographer, I am no longer sure that is the whole story.

She lies still. Dark water surrounds her body. Not to hide it. But to hold it.

As I grow older, I find myself paying attention to different things. Less to performance. More to presence.

The last woman to be executed as a witch in Sweden lived only fifteen minutes from my summer house outside Eskilstuna.

The water remembers, and in its movements our inner selves are reflected.

Rotum is not a project, not a retreat center, and not a course. As they say themselves, "a response to the deep human longing to be in the body, in truth, and in the present moment."

In the heart of Lake Hjälmaren, where the waves whisper quieter than the wind and no map tells the full truth, lies a place known only as Stenskär.