One photo every hour | A Saturday in October

A day in my life as a designer looking for inspiration outside of the usual ‘office hours’. One Saturday in October I took one photo every hour to show how I get back in touch with my creativity and give myself time to create.

One photo every hour | A Saturday in October ~ Rebecca Hawkes

One photo every hour | A Saturday in October ~ Rebecca Hawkes

9am – 10am

As its the weekend I don’t even attempt to set an alarm clock and instead wait for the lazy Autumn sun to wake me. I lie in bed with a cup of green tea and a copy of The Bell Jar by Sylvia Plath. After two cups I get ready to get down with my yoga mat.

One photo every hour | A Saturday in October ~ Rebecca Hawkes

11am

I shower, dry my hair and get ready to face the cold weather. Of course surrounded by clothes and sitting on the floor while making the final touches.

One photo every hour | A Saturday in October ~ Rebecca Hawkes

One photo every hour | A Saturday in October ~ Rebecca Hawkes

12pm

I take the opportunity to cycle, even though the cold air tingles my face and hands as I go down hills, as I know there are not many opportunities left in the year. I cycle to the city library to indulge in a world of books, stopping to photograph the dated sign, that although is weathered and falling apart, speaks to me as ‘charming’.

One photo every hour | A Saturday in October ~ Rebecca Hawkes

12.30pm

By chance the usually quiet library is filled with sound of instruments. Ones that I cannot account for or place in my associations. I ask around and there is a free concert as part of a weekly celebration of music from Pakistan. I grab a coffee and sit amongst the smiling crowd to let the joyful tones wash over me. The musicians are beaming with their own sounds, after playing thanking the crowd and the people that helped the concert to come together.

One photo every hour | A Saturday in October ~ Rebecca Hawkes

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One photo every hour | A Saturday in October ~ Rebecca Hawkes

1pm

My stomach is rumbling so I set off on the bike, now with a full backpack of books. As I pass down familiar streets the fotogalleriet windows catch my eye. I pop in to see that there is a beautiful series on show as part of Oslo Art Weekend. I delve into the accompanying ‘character’ book with excitement for the art direction and layout as well as the stories and photos.

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1.30pm

I head over to Mathallen, as today is the last of a plant-based pop up called ‘Mat far Hagen’ and all dishes are on special offer. I opt for the kimchi burger, which as the name depicts was filled with the tangy and spicy cabbage, perfect. While I sat, eating and reading the humming from my neighbour gets us talking and my lunch break is now filled with talk of natural wine and the best places to eat in the city. One foodie, speaks to another.

One photo every hour | A Saturday in October ~ Rebecca Hawkes

One photo every hour | A Saturday in October ~ Rebecca Hawkes

2-4pm

With my backpack filled of pages, it is time to take cover from the Autumnal temperatures inside a café with a cup of tea. I head to Oslovelo in Grünnerløkka and get stuck into Roald Dahl’s ‘Kiss kiss’. The short stories are witty, dark and a little twisted. They spark my childhood memories of his words and before I know it I am two teas in and half way through the pages. I take out my pens and paper looking to take some long-overdue sketching time. I sketch out the bees from the cover of the book.

One photo every hour | A Saturday in October ~ Rebecca Hawkes

One photo every hour | A Saturday in October ~ Rebecca Hawkes

5-6pm

Back home the sun is fading and I am curled up with my book. I read until I am hungry and make a simple pasta with broccoli (with pasta made from black beans, hence the colour) and the contents of jars I find in the fridge.

One photo every hour | A Saturday in October ~ Rebecca Hawkes

7pm

I change and get ready to go out for a few glasses of red wine with a friend. There are still hours to the day but with the darkness (and the weight of a DSLR in a clutch bag) I finish off my day captured through a lens.

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