Whilst in the
Whilst in the Motherland, we go to see two exhibits of the Swedish master of watercolor, Lars Lerin. There is not much I can say about this genius except I’m awed by his zealous use of black, which, if you’ve … Read More
Whilst in the Motherland, we go to see two exhibits of the Swedish master of watercolor, Lars Lerin. There is not much I can say about this genius except I’m awed by his zealous use of black, which, if you’ve … Read More
So there’s lots of work for men to do out in the Swedish countryside. There is weed cutting and tree chopping and trash burning. There is gutter cleaning and winterizing and last ditch efforts to forage mushrooms. Early fall is … Read More
Driving in the snow is not an easy task for this girl from the American Deep South. But, here I am, in the Volvo, in the Swedish countryside, responsible for myself and my two passengers. Normally I would tune out … Read More
Here I sit on the meditating rock off the track in Rockhammar. One must be very still to see visions of a future self from here, but it can be done. Summer is so glorious at this time. I had … Read More
It's hard to believe this was once the famed skateboard park of Rockhammar. Now the forest has almost taken it back. You can still sometimes hear the laughter of children now old. Smell the blood of scraped knees. You can … Read More
It's been three years since we've been here in the summertime. Without the winter snow to dampen the ghosts, memories of an alternative future flood my heart. It was here at the white table where we sat and grilled sausages … Read More