Sune Wendelboe

Oslo - February 2010

On my birthday on a sunny Thursday in September 1995 I boarded an Aeroflot plane bound for Moscow on what was going to be a

54 hours long ride east to Fiji. I had quit university (Physics), sold everything I owned (Professional Bike and four books...) and just

wanted to get away to the Pacific after having read Mutiny on the Bounty 1000 times and loads of travellers reports dating from

1500 to present. I didn't want to bring a camera because I wanted to live life on the right side of the lens.

Had three goals - finding the perfect beach, learning Polynesian and learning how to weave a hat from a coconut frond. My father -

a photography teacher for 40 years - had however pursuaded me to bring a tiny canon point and shoot film thing. I'm glad he did,

when I got home everything was cool but the photos absolutely sucked, washed out, not focused at the thing I had been looking at

(well I thought), colors burnt from multiple old X-ray machines.

I decided a new era had started and bought the best equipment I could afford and have been doing so since, I'm now the limiting

factor of my photography and still travel the globe all I can, having logged 615.000km or +15 times round the globe. Constantly

observing your surroundings just makes you see a lot of the world and widens your perspective.

BTW learnt the hat thing and sort of speak Samoan.