I'm Gry Ellebjerg, a Swedish journalist and photographer. After my parents and my cat Doris died, the world I knew was gone. Sometimes life is not logical. You are struck by a fever, an urge, you must follow without knowing why. To me, it was as necessary as eating and drinking to find what stories and pictures I had in me—if I had any at all. I quit my job and hit the Pink Road to look for lesbians. I desperately wanted to know how they lived their lives.

To me, lesbians are a symbol of practical democracy. Like no other, they have been breaking down wall after wall of patriarchy in a way that has never been done before. That is worth an investigation. The lesbian world is international. Every time we gather, it's like a Eurovision rehearsal. Against professional advice, I decided to write it in English—
a language that is not mine. At first, it was terrifying to lose control, but perhaps my cracks of imperfection were what I needed. Writing in English was a shortcut to no bullshit.

When I quit my job as a local editor after 17 years, I told my colleagues
I wanted to write about life. I was on and off the Pink Road in Europe for three years. I thought I was off track. Now, I am in the process of writing a book and starting to see the result. To my great surprise, my collection of stories comes from the raw reality of the human heart. I had a complex relationship with my parents. I was lucky to reconnect in the end. I never knew how they felt deep down about my sexuality. This project is my way of letting them in. They have been with me every day.