Journal

Without you I am nothing

Without you I am nothing

Jonas Peterson

When this lady looked back at me from the screen for the first time, I put my pen down and just sat and watched her for a few minutes. “What...

Without you I am nothing

Jonas Peterson

When this lady looked back at me from the screen for the first time, I put my pen down and just sat and watched her for a few minutes. “What...

Bon Voyage

Bon Voyage

Jonas Peterson

I worked on a cruise ship once and with the years some of the memories of mundane tasks have faded. What’s left are the people I met. The crew were...

Bon Voyage

Jonas Peterson

I worked on a cruise ship once and with the years some of the memories of mundane tasks have faded. What’s left are the people I met. The crew were...

Solitude slash Loneliness

Solitude slash Loneliness

Jonas Peterson

In my job as a photographer, I’ve traveled to the far corners of the world, eaten at fancy restaurants, downed cocktails with gold flakes in them and woken up alone...

Solitude slash Loneliness

Jonas Peterson

In my job as a photographer, I’ve traveled to the far corners of the world, eaten at fancy restaurants, downed cocktails with gold flakes in them and woken up alone...

This desert bloom

This desert bloom

Jonas Peterson

I met a woman on the edge of the desert once. I parked my car and walked through the town to meet her where we had decided. My hands were...

This desert bloom

Jonas Peterson

I met a woman on the edge of the desert once. I parked my car and walked through the town to meet her where we had decided. My hands were...

I see you, dear child.

I see you, dear child.

Jonas Peterson

"You can't connect the dots looking forward," Steve Jobs said. "You can only connect them looking backward. So you have to trust that the dots will somehow connect in your...

I see you, dear child.

Jonas Peterson

"You can't connect the dots looking forward," Steve Jobs said. "You can only connect them looking backward. So you have to trust that the dots will somehow connect in your...

To protect me

To protect me

Jonas Peterson

I remember the day my mother called and said, “your father died.” I was 25. The whole world grinded to a halt. A sense of calm and gratitude washed over...

To protect me

Jonas Peterson

I remember the day my mother called and said, “your father died.” I was 25. The whole world grinded to a halt. A sense of calm and gratitude washed over...