Friday, 26 May 2017


Spring burst through the door
& painted everything blush, cotton and neon.
The warmer breeze
has released an air of ease.
The mind drifts to summer holidays
in a heat that soars to 
near-African temperatures.
I'm ready for the adventure. 

Until then,
the days continue to be filled
with words & photography editing for others.
And then I reward myself
by rummaging through the  hard drive
for one or two just for me,
for you,
like these ones.
I add my thing to them slowly,
feeling the love,
wanting nothing but tenderness
& dreaminess,
as music fills the room.
There's freedom right there,
in that small moment.

It's freedom that always beckons,
and makes the thought of a total break
shine like a beacon.
To feel it rushing through the body,
leading by the hand to play (= to create), 
while I leave all expectations behind
(mine & others')
in a heap in the hallway.
And then,
at summer's end,
begin again,
with a clearer mind,
and a heart that's aligned.

(And I sit here writing this, thinking,
"but you've mulled on these same things before". 
 I look calmly in the eye and say,
"but darling, even if it's two steps back sometimes,
that, too, constitutes a journey.")

Let's make some sweeping sky circles this summer,
shall we?


Friday, 12 May 2017


"One day you finally knew
what you had to do, 
& began,
though the voices around you 
kept shouting their bad advice ~"

"though the whole house
began to tremble
& you felt the old tug
at your ankles."

"Mend my life"
each voice cried.
But you didn't stop.

"You knew what you had to do,
though the wind pried
with its stiff fingers
at the very foundations,
though their melancholy was terrible." 

"It was already late enough,
& a wild night,
& the road full of fallen branches and stones."

"But little by little,
as you left their voices behind,
the stars began to burn
through the sheets of clouds,
& there was a new voice 
which you slowly recognized as your own,"

"that kept you company
as you strode deeper & deeper
into the world,
determined to do
the only thing you could do ~"

"determined to save 
the only life you could save."

Words: Mary Oliver
Model: Ani Pinchuk
Muah: Stephanie Korhonen
© Rebecca Watson Photography

Tuesday, 9 May 2017


... well, take an entire Sunday
and a light-filled space,

... a husband,
who's willing to help clear up
said space,
and take charge of the home while it all happens,
yet again,

... two photographers with a shared secret pinterest board
filled with powder-hued eye candy 
to set the backdrop
for each of us doing our own thing,
and props, 
some handmade at the last minute,

... one lovely, patient model,
the epitome of elegance 
on the inside and out,
fed with strawberries and bubbly
(well, lunch, too :)),
willing to take part in the dream,

... a makeup artist
who immediately got the gist 
of what we were after,
creating her magic 
that remained flawless
all through the day.

(and yes, 
there's a Facebook group for that!
we were strangers,
but no longer.
there's more magic in store together, i'm sure...)

... music,
love & excitement
that bubble over. 

a feeling that you've given your all,
run a marathon.
achy neck, dizzy head,
feeling totally disoriented.

i have a thing for seeing glimpses
of what has gone into a final image,
and wanted to share some here, too.
& something of the joy
of getting one's act together
to pull this off.
gathering forces
and finally getting on with it.

i find that photography for me
is a constant battle 
between feeling satisfied 
and hungry,
never ever one without the other.
right now i feel like i've been fed
at least for a little while.
that, my friends,
is an unfamiliar sensation for me :) 


model: Ani Pinchuk
muah: Stephanie Korhonen

Sunday, 30 April 2017


The first of May tomorrow,
and yesterday it snowed.
I was cooped under the covers 
with a spring flu
& didn't really mind
with all the glow 
that arrived in the form of
writings on creativity, 
photography vibes,
& a film with one of my absolute favourites,
 Lena Endre,
 transporting  me
to the windswept coastline of Öland.

Today I fancied picking up the camera,
take away any excess. 
Simple forms,
simple things
– honey, glass that reflects the morning light,
the drinking glass made by a friend,
who is a glass artist,
the caraf a souvenir from a market in France.
An attempt to catch some tender luminosity,
while the head is a soft, warm blur. 


Monday, 24 April 2017


plans for a shoot
involving plenty of tulle, top hats 
& powdered cheeks

still feeling the rhythm,
dance, soul, joy, warmth & beauty
from last night's concert in my hood
with Nouvelle Vague 
and opening Liset Alea,
who was so incredible, too.
A Parisian glow landed in Helsinki for the night
and I'm not gonna let it go...

I've also been feasting my eyes
on this apartment,
and these boho spaces.

And I thank you for your Monday moment
here with me
~  wishing you plenty of light & love
for the week ahead.


Saturday, 22 April 2017


Our rooftop hideaway with a view. 
The days began with breakfast 
over a steamy pot of coffee pour moi
& pot of thick, creamy hot chocolate pour elle,
always served up with a beaming smile. 
A pleasure to share 
this time with my girl,
who seems to share my love 
for the city of light. 

À bientôt, Paris.


Tuesday, 18 April 2017


Musique, maestro, s'il vous plaît

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