Akryl med Nirmal Dhunsi

















Akryl med Nirmal Dhunsi
28. januar spilte ARY på Byscenen.
Hun har på kort tid etablert seg som et av de mest spennende artistnavnene i Norge, og ble for alvor satt på kartet med låtene «Higher» og «Telescope» med Carl Louis. Kåret av en samlet norsk musikkbransje som «The One to Watch i 2016», og med sine fantastiske konserter rundt i Europa og Norge, har hun tiltrukket seg masse internasjonal presse og enorm interesse fra musikkbransjen. Hennes drivende elektroniske pop, unike stemme og sterke låter gir henne en stadig økende fanskare her hjemme og i utlandet.
Hun imponerte stort under årets Pstereo og adressa gav henne en solid femmer for konserten.
Portraits of artists in their working area.
Utdrag av prosjektbeskrivelse:
"I de siste årene har globalisering og ny teknologi nådd alle små og store samfunn rundt omkring i verden. Denne utviklingen, eller tilstanden, påvirker oss på mange måter. Vi føler at vi er kommet nærmere verden, eller verden er kommet nærmere oss. På den ene siden beriker denne tilstanden oss, mens på en annen side blir vi litt usikre på oss selv. Normer og verdier blir satt på prøve. Det sies at en slik tilstand er sunt for nyskapning. Det er da en er nødt til å ta standpunkt til oppståtte situasjoner. Gamle tradisjoner blir utfordret og nye normer og verdier oppstår. Koblingen mellom det gamle og det nye blir avgjørende for videre utvikling."
- Nirmal Singh Dhunsi
The color meanings of blue in dreams point to thoughts, ideas, dreams and the ability to convey them. Consider the skies overhead. This atmosphere is symbolic of vast, endless opportunities for discovery, renewal and expression. When we dream in swirling blue hues, it's often a sign of our ability to tap into the vast mysteries of life. Our blue dreams ask us to interpret these mysteries and share them with our environment.
09.09 2016
YOGUTTENE, LINNI, ASKEN
KVAMKOLLEKTIVET, SNOW BOYZ
When the sun rose, you fell down. It was around 2pm and I went to visit you. All you wanted was to lay under the sheets and rest all by yourself – in peace. You were in pain because you had fallen down the stairs. We thought you were going to be okay before an upcoming wedding. I went back home, had food then went to bed. I did not sleep well. When I woke up the sun was shining like usually. Kids were playing in the streets, cars were honking – everything was normal. But then we got a phone call letting us know that you had passed away. I`ve been told that you were over 100 years old all my life. You saw my father grow up. You saw me grow up, and I saw you. Early on in my life people told me about that old man or woman that I didn`t get to meet in my life. Therefore it`s important for me to share the story about you leaving us, Bhua Rakhi. The lady who saw everything.
I don`t remember much. But a dead body and the sound of people crying stays in my head. Looking at these photographs is unreal.
Family and people from the village gathering to attend the rituals of a death.
We were walking with you until the end.
My uncle preparing for your cremation.
A closed chapter left behind with powerful moments, memories and impressions.
Rest In peace, Bhua.
Yours truly,
Dev
It was a rainy friday night. Everyone was inside to stay dry. It`s sure as hell that no one at this concert were dry. The venue was on fire thanks to Kjartan Lauritzen and his crew. Location: Samfundet , Trondheim.
Roskilde Festival you were, and will always be beautiful. Together with great people this will absolutely be a festival leaving us with unforgettable memories - new friends - and lots of great music. Below you can have a look at some captured moments from the 8 days we spent at Roskilde. For now, goodbye, and we will definitely meet again next year RF.
The silent boy. He barely speaks, but when he does, it's not much of a sound. He goes to school in his uniform. He look at his friends from his window. They shout and scream loudly. He's still quiet. Sometimes he laughs of them. He may look like a boy who would talk alot, but it all remains in his colurful thoughts.
This year I finally got to do photography and experience the Holi festival in Vrindavan, Uttar Pradesh, India. Holi marks the coming of Spring. People douse each other with brightly-colored powder and colored water. Both different nationalities and skin color turned in to a colorful unity with joy and laughter. This festival is something I will remember for the rest of my life. I'm glad I have it documented, that I now can share with you.