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“So, how do you like to spend your time alone with “So, how do you like to spend your time alone with yourself?”I’ve been thinking a lot about what makes me “me” lately. What are the perks of Savannah? When we are with ourselves all the time, it’s easy to take ourselves for granted.Well, a lot of people can’t spend time alone with themselves. They scroll through screens or wait to be invited. They distract themselves or stimulate or numb themselves.When I get down on myself… is that the “golden standard” that I’m comparing myself to?Even if I have unmet goals right now… Being here in this life as “me” seems pretty okay. Camping alone. Making my art. Growing. Learning. Being. Ticking the boxes of “when I am most me.”
I will never be a double black diamond anything. I will never be a double black diamond anything.I will never be the fittest in the world. I will never be the best at snowboarding.Mountain biking.Rucking.Swimming.Writing.Poetry. I will never be the number one at anything. Except myself. At the end of the day, all I can be is the best version of myself. And the recipe that makes me up — it’s one that no one has brewed before.I will never be one of the cool kids, but I will always be me.When Brooke @wildworldwanderings captured me frolicking in the woods, I was in a first stage of healing.I had the thought: the most attractive thing you can do is choose yourself. But as days and weeks passed, I began to erase that sentence and replace it with: fuck being attractive, I just want to be me. I don’t care if it resonates or attracts or repels. I just want to be me.Thank you Brooke for capturing me, for healing and creating with me. Thank you for reflecting the words of the goddess back to me. For the camera to be a mirror that captures what I can’t see with my own eyes. ❤️ (Don’t worry guys, the pictures are cens0red!)
I will only tolerate censorship when done by flowe I will only tolerate censorship when done by flowers. 🌸Thank you @tan_zar for capturing me, finally in the Galby flowers. 💓🥹I’ve been pitching to bike brands for the last couple of years that someone should sponsor me to host women’s group rides, where yes… it’s fun to ride bikes. But the bike in this case is a vehicle for a more meaningful experience: which is self empowerment in nature. Getting naked somewhere beautiful for photos.At NW Tune-Up, I finally made progress! Yes, there is a brand who is curious about exploring this. And last night, I got to test this out with my dear friend taking photos of me in a hidden flower meadow. 😍Which concluded two important things: 1: there are indeed private places to get naked near the trails on Galbraith to enjoy the foxgloves and fireweed 😍 2: an experience like this is a magickal one, and as women in a male-dominant toxic-bro industry, we need this, damnit.I will never do backflips on a bike. I will never use vocabulary like “shredding the gnar.” I don’t necessarily care about getting better at bike photography. But there is so much value in being a decent rider, talking a little bit about bike stuff, but using the bike as a means to do more meaningful things. Those stories deserve to be in the spotlight too. It’s time for the bike industry to shake things up and stop putting all their investment in racers and backflips. Especially when we need to bring more non-riders into the riding sphere.New riders don’t care about backflips. They want to frolic in the fireweed. 🌸p.s. the beautiful bike is the new Canyon Lux Trail! She’s purty.
This just in: the all new Canyon Lux Trail. Fast This just in: the all new Canyon Lux Trail. Fast, fun, and playful. (And pretty.)Video now live where you normally find it, and article with a bit of female perspective on the @jeffkendallweed homepage. Perhaps an official soft launch to my self-appointed column, “Her Handlebars.” 😉A quick review: 🌸Light enough to overhead squat with one hand, and lively enough to inspire confidence on the trails. The new @canyon_mtb Lux Trail goes beyond surviving the trails, to dancing with them.With e-bikes taking over much of the bike market, some of the talk at the Canyon media meet-up was: how do we innovate analog bikes? The attempt to answer that question is found in the Lux Trail, with the intention to infuse the climb with a little more ease.As usual, Jeff dives deep into the specs and tech in his video; and this time, for the website, I’m bringing more of my perspective into the conversation. Part bike talk, and part philosophical questions about women in the bike industry — inspired, in part, by my visit to the POC and MIPS HQ over in Stockholm, as well as some market research down at NW Tune-Up this past weekend. I spent a day bopping around and asking women what it is that makes them want to buy a bike. The most common answer? Being able to imagine them in the marketing visuals behind the brand. (Overhead-squat-ability was sadly not one of the important metrics.)Now I’m no oracle, but I have a feeling that bikes in flowers might be a good start. Full essay is over at the JKW site, video is live, and of course we would both love to hear your first impressions on the launch!#playthetrail
In case you missed it: back in April, I spoke up a In case you missed it: back in April, I spoke up about sexual assault from a photographer in 2020.I had just returned to Stockholm (where it had happened), & during a long run, my nervous system melted me down into a puddle of tears.Over the last years, I had shared a small part of the story with partners, paired with a shrug of the shoulders.I carried the blame of what happened, convincing myself that I must not have understood an agreement that I unknowingly signed up for. And in the end, it was my fault.I told the story with a shrug of the shoulders, because nude modeling is already something that is pushing comfort zones for people in partnership. In order to be loved & accepted, I needed to be trusted, which meant that I needed others to trust the people I was working with.And when something bad happened? I couldn’t be a victim, because that would make me weak. I couldn’t let another person be the cause of broken trust. I had to be the fixer. I had the be the one to carry the ownership.In the end, this wasn’t fair to me. Over the years it began to fester beneath the surface of wounds not tended to. And over the last year, those wounds begin to subconsciously eat away at my relationships & my internal safety systems.What happened next? If you read the essay, you know that I reached out to the photographer. The short of it is that he made it about himself. He despaired to me about his depression & how the violation made us both feel bad.As I’ve been working with my therapist these last couple of weeks, we’re uncovering this pattern: of men who turn my feelings upside down to make it about themselves. Which, ultimately, ends with me questioning my own reality.A pattern in which I ask to be treated a certain way; I express needs & wants & wishes. And the response is a laundry list of excuses as to why it isn’t possible.It seems, in the end, that what I ask for is too much.And as was felt here, that my violation is not even mine to feel — but another place where a man’s emotional minefield must overshadow my own lived experience.What is to be gained? Eventually, I hope, a loving relationship with my body on a journey bac
(3/3) The irony is that if all of me was loved and (3/3) The irony is that if all of me was loved and supported, I would have felt safe to fully step into my new life. But my mind kept wandering thousands of kilometres away. I told myself there was a reason I had come to Bellingham. There were too many strange things that led me to this part of the world I had never even visited before. But I didn’t fully believe it. See, I have a tendency to be loved in the same way that people have selective hearing. It’s easy to love the idea of me. To pick and choose from the buffet, but never all of me. Not the parts that don’t fit the agenda, or are inconvenient. Thankfully the voice, “I told you so,” is only a whisper. Because I know that behind everything, there is a reason. There is a path that we can’t see at the time.I left my belongings to come back to at the time that I needed it most. Now I’m cutting the cords and letting go, so I can finally experience Bellingham and the expansiveness of the Pacific Northwest with both feet firmly planted on the ground.——————-And with that, el fin. At least el fin for this mini series. You can dive into the full essay that inspired these three posts over on my Subst4ck, Reclaiming the Wild Woman. Reflecting on the visuals of “then vs. now,” has been a beautiful process to fully celebrate the life I once lived, to let it go, and to step forward with two feet fully planted.Here’s to transitions. The closing of chapters and the writing of new ones. 💓🔍 Bellingham photographer, woolly undies, PNW lifestyle, Goruck, MILRUCK, self love coach
(2/3) Besides the more conventional aspects of my (2/3) Besides the more conventional aspects of my art and my work, what was also no longer acceptable was my love of independent international travel. Something I’ve done since I was 16. A core of who I am was villainised because I was supposed to want to “settle.” In someone else’s small-minded worldview, the two couldn’t co-exist. I had to choose. Even though, when I left Sweden, I had a big audacious dream to put down roots and “settle down,” while continuing to explore with curiosity. To rekindle inspiration behind my art and my work, to continue to expand. I knew that if anyone was going to love me in the way I needed, they had to support my independence and free spirit. I had to choose, so I shrunk. But I had a tether pulling me back to Sweden, and as fragments of my soul were tucked away out of sight for not fitting the idea of who someone wanted me to be, that tether became my lifeline. At least in Sweden, people had witnessed my unfiltered expansiveness. My big, hairy, audacious life. Sweden was my parachute. I kept one foot firmly planted across the ocean. I couldn’t see or feel how great my life in the Pacific Northwest was becoming, because I was clinging to a part of my identity that others couldn’t erase. And that made it threatening, which gave me power — even if it wasn’t the power that I needed. (And part of the kind of power that I need is coming back by sharing these stories, and by creating these “then vs. us” comparisons. Every chapter of this life is beautiful, and this process is allowing me more space to honour each layer of my life, release what was, and appreciate what I’ve been building. The thing that hasn’t changed? It’s always been life on my terms.Which juxtaposition is your favourite? ❤️)🔍 Bellingham photographer, Woolly undies, MILRUCK, healing relationships
(1/3) Stages and layers of healing. “I told you y (1/3) Stages and layers of healing.“I told you your life in Bellingham is more epic than your life ever was in Sweden.”The taunt of “I told you so” from a ghost has been echoing in my head.But how you talk to me is important. Words matter. And I don’t care if my life is “epic.” That word is empty to me. I care if it is authentic and on purpose and in alignment.When I got into relationship in Bellingham, parts of me began to be erased. There was a facade of open mindedness that lured me in, until it was too late to see the truth. I was no longer allowed to model. I couldn’t have male friends. What I shared online has to be processed through a filter of what was acceptable and “appropriate.” My work was labeled as a cute hobby and not something to be taken seriously. There is a pattern in my life where it seems that men hold the crushing weight of an unspoken assumption over me that once I get into a partnership, how I show up for online and in the world will change. As if what I shared online is nothing more than bait to lure someone in. But there is no “in-relationship Savannah.” There is no “single Savannah.”There is just: Savannah. Either way, the world is going to see my butt. Sorry. 🤷🏼‍♀️(This mini series has inspired me to collect memories of my past life, juxtaposed to the PNW life… then vs. now. Both are incredible… these are the sweet contrasts of life. Stayed tuned for parts 2 & 3.)🔎 Bellingham photographer, self portrait artist, PNW photographer
Now booking for the 2026 summer and autumn seasons Now booking for the 2026 summer and autumn seasons. ✨ We are in service to love. Together with @wonderfulroses we meet with you to celebrate love at all stages of your life. 🌸Maybe you want to heal heartache and walk your way back to self love and a feeling of self worth. We will walk your way with you, and turn your body into beautiful art.Maybe this is simply about celebrating everything you already love about yourself, and capturing that in nature, so you can hang yourself on your wall.Maybe you want to call in the love of your dreams by celebrating where you’re at, and the work you’ve done to arrive here. Maybe this is about ritual. Maybe it’s about art. Maybe it’s about healing. Whatever it is, it comes back to love. Love is the root, and we are ready to nourish those seeds with you. 🌸Sophrosyne Studios is launching, and we are filling the calendar with self-love empowerment shoots, adventure elopements, small weddings, engagements, maternity, and bff sisterhood sessions.Turning your love into art, from Bellingham and beyond… through the Pacific Northwest. Thank you to all the vulnerably courageous women who have gotten naked in the nature with me. 🌸 And for those yet to come, I’m excited to meet you. 🌷📸 1: @lari_neumann for Re-imagining Mental Health2, 4, 5: Anonymous 3: me, by @jeffkendallweed 🔍 adventure elopements, elopement photographer Bellingham, mount baker elopement photographer, PNW elopement photographer, Bellingham boudoir photographer