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Portfolio Category: Published

Paleo Magazine • 2018 October / November
October 18, 2018

Cover photo & 18 recipes photographed for the 2018 October/November issue of Paleo Magazine. Shot on location in Grand Canyon, Arizona.

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Paleo Magazine • 2018 August / September
August 5, 2018

Cover photo & 18 recipes photographed for the 2018 August/September issue of Paleo Magazine. Shot on location in Grand Canyon, Arizona.

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Paleo Magazine • 2018 April / May
April 1, 2018

Cover photo & 18 recipes photographed for the 2018 April/May issue of Paleo Magazine. Shot on location in Grand Canyon, Arizona.

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Paleo Magazine • 2018 February / March
February 1, 2018

Cover photo & 18 recipes photographed for the 2018 February/March issue of Paleo Magazine. Shot on location in Stockholm, Sweden.

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Paleo Magazine • 2018 December / January
December 1, 2017

Cover photo & 21 recipes photographed for the 2018 December/January issue of Paleo Magazine. Shot on location in Naples, Florida.

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Paleo Magazine • 2016 December / January
December 4, 2016

Cover photo & 18 recipes photographed for the 2016 December/January issue of Paleo Magazine. Shot on location in Grand Canyon, Arizona.

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Paleo Magazine • 2016 February / March
February 7, 2016

15 recipes photographed for the 2016 February/March issue of Paleo Magazine. Featuring an article about the world's finest salmon, and my experience in Cordova, Alaska with Copper River Salmon.

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Paleo Magazine • 2015 August / September
August 1, 2015

Cover photo & 18 recipes photographed for the 2015 August/September issue of Paleo Magazine. Shot on location in Denver, Colorado.

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Paleo Fitness Magazine
June 20, 2015

Cover shoot for Paleo Fitness Magazine feat. Grace Rockwell.

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Steve Hermann Architecture + Design • Beverly Hills
August 19, 2012

Published in print in OD Casas, Venezuela, 2012. Location: Beverly Hills, LA.

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Olá, Hej, Ciao, Hi.

Hi, I'm Savannah

Hi, I'm Savannah.

Currently based out of Ericeira, Portugal after building my life in Stockholm, Sweden for 6 years.

Unbeatable Mind coach, sensual embodiment coach, Paleo recipe developer & food photographer, nude fine artist, and oh so much more.

As of 2022: I am currently merging my brands together; you can find updated stories and coaching at
The Primal Revolution; and my fine art nude work at The Beast Goddess.

Here you'll find a constantly evolving space devoted to the elements that make us human - on the deepest, but most simple, level.

The art of the ultimate human experience - the practice of slow living; conscious & ethical travel; the preservation of diversity & cultural tradition; celebration of what the human body & mind are capable of (and how to get there, too).

Ultimately, I explore what life really is, why we're here, and what we should do about it.

Looking for answers to life's biggest questions is where you'll find me.

See you on the road,
x Savannah

Little Stories of My Life

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how unlucky that my body was his mistake he gets how unlucky thatmy body was his mistake he gets to learn from I think of all the men who have wrapped the harm they’ve caused in a box with a pretty little bow labeled:“lessons learned at the cost of you.”How lucky for me that I get to be the classroom in which they learn. Lucky, right? Because it makes me stronger and more resilient for the next box presented to me with a pretty little bow.Well, fuck your box and fuck your bow. I am done teaching men how to treat me.@traverboehm said to me, “he is a predator.” “Yes, but” — I catch my brain leaping to the defense. (He is another word that I am still coming to terms with.)Maybe I am the only one. Yes, this must be a singular mistake. The one moment in his life where he fucked up. I offer the benefit of the doubt — more than he deserves. “We don’t define people by a singular mistake they make.” I catch myself on defense. Defense that is not deserved. Because I have carried the consequences of that one action for six years. My body, my work, my relationships, my soul.I have tucked it away, minimised it, forgotten about it. I have yearned for the past version of Sweden, where I was more alive. I told myself that must have been when I peaked, like when footballers peaked in high school.I even said — I want to go back to who I was before the world touched me.My subconscious left a clue for me in my language, even when the forgotten memory collected layers of dust.No, it wasn’t that I peaked. It wasn’t that the world touched me. It was that a man touched me.The beginning of the end. The milestone from which all my boundaries began to crumble beneath greedy fingers. Boundaries that were inconvenient, to be negotiated away.It wasn’t supposed to be this way.📍 in Iceland. My heart remembering how to open after healing with @volurretreat ♥️
Here is your permission for your safety to be inco Here is your permission for your safety to be inconvenient.I’ve recently, very spontaneously, been invited to host a workshop at a 3-day Shibari event north of Stockholm next weekend. Something about self-love, probably, but I haven’t decided yet.This invitation has been, well… an invitation for me to heal some wounds & patterning around using my voice, taking up space, & allowing myself to feel “unreasonable.”As women, one way that we do ourselves a disservice, can often be in not giving ourselves permission to ask enough questions. To be clear on expectations, boundaries, & agreements.With this invitation, I’ve found myself struggling to allow myself to ask the questions that will make me feel comfortable in saying YES.My default way of being has, in the past, been somewhat naïve.I had very clear boundaries around my art, & I went into situations with a non-negotiable attitude & stubborn belief that those boundaries would be held. I allowed myself to be tied by strangers for photo shoots. I leaned into risks that others would never have taken.It didn’t cost me anything, until it did. (The ironic thing is that though that cost was dealt by a photographer, that cost wasn’t paid in a photo shoot, but in another container.)Even in this instance, I was not in the wrong. It wasn’t that I didn’t ask enough questions. It wasn’t that I didn’t have enough clarity. It was not a lack of my communication on my part that led to the violation.But, six years later, I am feeling the effect in my body, & skepticism toward collaborations with men.I have an invitation to be a guest at this workshop, three days, free of charge.It makes me think: if it is free, what is the hidden cost?I don’t like that this has become the lens through which I see the world, & possible opportunities.But I also see it as a sign of growth.Now, I understand that the clarity that provides comfort for me is a million times more important than if someone perceives my questions to be too much. And if someone thinks that the questions I am asking are too much? Then they are not someone I would want an “opportunity” with anyway, no matter how good it looks on paper.
Postcards from the time capsule. Italy, Norway, S Postcards from the time capsule.Italy, Norway, Stockholm — 2019.Can you guess which pictures are where? 📍#takemeaway #timecapsule #travelingmodel
This is why I train 👉🏻 No, it isn’t to become the This is why I train 👉🏻No, it isn’t to become the top of the leaderboard during the Open.But to say yes to a physical challenge at a moment’s notice, being ready despite not strategising my training specifically for that challenge — whether that challenge is climbing a mountain, participating in a 12-hour event, or signing up for some kind of competition.And the readiness? The kind that extends beyond the physicality of it, to the emotional and mental arenas.I suppose that some might simply declare that to be “training for life.”Despite CrossFitting since 2009, I have never actually completed a full season. It’s been fun to see where I stand across the leaderboards, and get a little perspective on where my fitness level is at.I’ve only been back training consistently at @kulshancrossfit for the last two months, and I’m excited to see the progress I make for next year. And by progress, I mean getting my first muscle-up! Because no, I did not get my muscle-ups in the midst of 26.2, but Becky sure made it look like I did. 😎 📸 amaaaazing photos from @wonderfulroses behind the camera 🎒and chest to toe in my new @goruck, which is light as 🧈 #goruck #crossfitopen2026 #kulshancrossfit #goruckyourself #womenwhoruck

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