When my teacher asked who wanted to be the storyteller in our school play, I raised my hand without thinking twice.

When I got home, realising what I had done, I immediately regretted. I remembered I absolutely hated talking in front of people... and despite my dreams of becoming an author my reading and writing was terrible!

My parents also taught me to finish what I had started. So they helped me line up all my toys on my bed like they were my audience. I practiced until I had memorised the whole play.

On the day of the play I held my papers pretending to read everything, even though I knew the whole play by heart.

I never ditched school. Something my older sister Ane didn’t exactly support. After a lot of convincing, I agreed to ditch one day with her—on one condition: that she promised to help me with my homework! To that, she replied, "Let's make skoleboller (school buns). It’s basically the same as being in school!"

Then she packed all the skoleboller in her school backpack, and we rolled down to Hvalstrand, where we soaked up some vitamin D and I learned a few life lessons they don’t teach you in school.

Started studying Graphic Design. Diden’t really know what i was doing. Only knew that I wanted it all.

Carved, screen printed, painted, sewed, designed my portfolio that showed my work at Norwegian School of Creative Studies. The work was published in BranD Magazine.

Cathrine and I spent way more time than we would like to admit learning that cup routine.

The film depicts challenges in relationships; rejection, recognition, establishing trust as well as the need for connection vs adventure seeking and open-mindedness. It also shows how dramatic change can lead to a return to a starting point that is valued in new dimensions.

Nothing tastes better than gold

My brain literally melted when Hydro decided to work with another agency. R.I.P sketches.

From pawn to queen