Archives for 2002

My cousins son Jonathan can’t sit still on Christmas Day.

A tradition since several decades, Swedish public television sends a set of animated Disney shorts at three o’clock on Christmas Eve. The whole country knows them by heart, but still watch every year.

Swedes celebrate christmas on Christmas Eve (the 24th), not on Christmas Day.

Shot in a christmas tree decoration at my parents’ place.

This piece is called “Den försmådde älskaren” (=”The rejected lover”).

Close-up of the door to my house, with a chain to hold it open.

In wintertime Gothenburg, all colours are man made.

Rusty chain with large ring left to rust at Heden in Gothenburg.

Winter in Gothenburg is filled with grey, ugly, man made things.

Lisa checks a text message on her cell phone as the tram speeds down Vasagatan.

I’ve lost the lid to one of the burners on my stove. If I pour salt in the flame, it burns yellow instead of blue. Peppers burn in orange crackling sparks.

Serving coffee on my living room table.