2020 did not start off as I expected and this first post in many moons is not going to be about how my website is going to be used and how the future is going to be great. Firstly, a pandemic happened which threw a wrench into everything on a global scale. Secondly, I started … Continue reading
Author Archives: Torben Jensen
Creating Accountability for your Creative Outlets
First off, I’m not saying this approach is for you. It’s an approach that I hope is good for me. Trying to be creative and build your skills, to make art if you will, is a fine endeavour and for some, it comes naturally. Of you can sit down and create that’s great; you get … Continue reading
Legonium Photo Competition 2019
A quick post on the Legonium photo competition. There is one! And being a fan of language, learning, Latin and Lego, I had to enter it. The Legonium twitter, found here, is a wonderful place for insights into Latin presented in the medium of Lego. To read more about the competition, and read more about … Continue reading
Creativity Every Day
For a while I have been trying to get into the mindset of a creative, to create something consistently, even if what I create is only interesting to me. So this blog, formerly an inactive photoblog, has now been repurposed as a repository of whatever creative shenanigans I’m up to. This includes, but is not … Continue reading
WPC: Danger – Dangers
Dangers come in many forms, be they physical, legal or just potential, so I especially enjoyed the implicit warning related to being on private property and explicit warning that there is a bull loose on said property in the photo for this weeks photo challenge. Note, these signs were shot on a 60-degree incline leading … Continue reading
WPC: The Road Taken – The Calm Raft
Sometimes the road taken is not what you expect. What’s ahead is unknown and scary and possibly not what you actually planned, expected, wanted or feared. So just go out there and do stuff, whatever that stuff is, and see where the road takes you. This shot was taken in Croatia, back in 2006, with my … Continue reading
WPC: Graceful – Batman in a Tutu
Anything can be graceful given the right circumstances. Whether it’s a ballet dancer gliding effortlessly across the stage or a man dressed a bat soaring over the rooftops of a gothically themed urban landscape, the spectacles could be considered graceful. So I combined those ideas with my hobby, added a touch of Lightroom to the … Continue reading
WPC: Ambience – Tree Orbs
Just a short post this week. A chilly foggy evening in gorgeous, if perpetually clogged with tourists, Brugge. The cold air gave the place a feeling of home, the refreshing coconut beer(s) I had consumed prior to taking this photo may have had some effect as well. The ambience is quite palpable, even if the … Continue reading
WPC: Names – Temporary
Names are temporary things. They are concepts that remain fluid and malleable and will ultimately be forgotten as language moves on. We imbue them with great meaning and pride and try to celebrate them with rituals and totems, and then we forget. The long for the history books, if lucky, and then gets left behind. … Continue reading
WPC: New Horizon – Explore
The horizon or future is an unknown quantity to some extent. Sure everyone knows that their future both short and long term will involve taxes, chocolate and eventually death, but until then everything can change. Priorities can shift, partners can change and the source of your next paycheck could be a mystery just two months … Continue reading
WPC: It’s Not This Time of Year Without… – Peberkager
As an expat, this time of year is always a bit weird. I don’t often go home for Christmas, so celebrations are almost always muted and off-set by the impressions of the culture I am in. So there is little of hold on to when I am not at home. Except for peberkager, or pepperkaker, or pepper cakes, a … Continue reading
WPC: Magic – Geek Shrine
Magic is a fickle thing. As children, magic is everywhere. It’s in clouds above and the insects below and the life we experience in-between. We then grow up and everything becomes ordinary and we forget the magic we saw floating by on a Saturday afternoon in May. It’s a special kind of sad, but its life. … Continue reading