Wednesday, March 31, 2010


...and focus:

Then ask yourself:

Are you a Contender?
Are you ready to Dance for your Country?
With your Dog?

PS. Finally it's here:
Ever vigilant, ever true.


The holy ghost came and said unto us:
It's Easter, go party. Alright!

Colouroïd flexiDJsession
Snotty, Skåneg 90,

Revigorators first live
Pluto, Lövholmsvägen 20,
21 - 03

Cynthia Stern live
Debaser Medis, Medborgarplatsen 8,
19 - 03



Back from my one hour morning walk
up a hill and along the shoreline,
a glass of coffee in my hand and
dangling from a strap my camera.

Tuesday, March 30, 2010


A powerful trio soon to grace my walls.
My grand mother Karin, St Xenia and St George,
and his steady steed and dragon,
can be my protective desk saints.
Keep me of fairly sound mind,
productive and excitedly calm.


Monday, March 29, 2010

Triptych: Me in a lamp base

Today it's hard to wake up.
Neither coffee nor Project Runway is doing it for me.
My belly is all funny from too much beetroot salad.
And Virus Syndicate is a much too loud choice.

This mix-and-match waking up isn't working for me.

Sunday, March 28, 2010

Hanging Over

Here I sit, belly a-full, mind a-tired, Ella content-ed.
Sushi, a mini walk, friends, the Glenn.
Good times. Good Sunday.

Thursday, March 25, 2010


These days I think about my blog.
Where do I want to go and what do I want to make?

With the (inner) world at your fingertips, it's a question of choice and commitment, of narrowing things down or opening them up.
Is it a bunch of random photos, and if so are they strong enough?
Is there a theme and a plot or is it an illustrated Dear diary I make?

There are so many of us and I've always preferred to rely on point of view rather than skill, but I'm not sure I can in this case.

One point of view would be to focus on the things I make, but at least for now I work so slowly and film isn't always such s good forum for samples.

You do want to be in a constant forward, but right now all I have is a strong sense of dissatisfaction, I hope it's growing pains.

PS1. I send my likes to this.

PS2. In regards to my blog I say: Let's try anew.
Like so: -

Wednesday, March 24, 2010

Flesh out

Yesterday was a most social day and so unusual for me who spend most of my days in silence by my great grandmother's table.

- ( Chatting with Jessica the producer and Karolina the photographer and the new girl in town, little Ellis. An info meeting at The Swedish Arts Grants Committee. An Israel - journalism meet up with Anna and Henrik. A few drinks at the a pub with David and the Glenn. ) -

And two What Was Once designs were made. I'm still not satisfied. There will be one more today before my mother alters my second hand findings and we plan our Easter supper.

PS. Love this city in the city. Gimme some.

Monday, March 22, 2010


Now I'll keep on drawing my tiny repetitive lines in black and white. The designs I work on for What Was Once are taking much too long and my arms and hands ache from the repetitiveness.

Still I can't get myself to quit, I love letting myself succumb to it.
It's an indulgence I hope will pay off.

PS1. A new (unmastered) Colouroïd song is up and out: Amor y Neón

PS2. The cutest rock n' rolling ever.

PS3. And check out these Germans as seen through 60's Italian eyes.

Sunday, March 21, 2010

Kein Spring Break

Forget all about that.
Weather changed its' mind.

Saturday, March 20, 2010

Spring Break

Today Wunderglenn and I had wine and sandwiches and squinted in the sun. Watching the ice and the snow and the sun and the mud and the dead grass and cut off branches and empty bird seed balls wondering if it's really happening?

Is spring coming to town?

Thursday, March 18, 2010


Drench your film sorrows in vintage finds, I say.
And Törley, plenty of Törley.

And silky cuddles.

Wednesday, March 17, 2010

Of heavy heart

What to do when sad?
I'll tell you.

Having lunch with my Lieblingspiel, a photography walk in the sun, second hand shopping and looking, replanting my plants, a cleaning of the kitchen and as a creamy dot over an i of mash music and Törley, the noblest of beverages, in abundance with my sweet.

This doesn't cure of course, but it helps, plenty.
Non-computery action for those gifted with a heavy heart.

PS. Make Something Cool Every Day: 2009
Brock Davis kept himself busy.

Tuesday, March 16, 2010

When times are bad

I know that The Misz song goes

This must be understood
Even bad times are good
Good enough for me
Living in my fantasy

but today I beg to differ. The no from the last money person came this morning which means that three years of work right this moment seems redundant and that all options have turned so harsh. Without for instance the support of the Film Board even if you get your film together the chances of it being screened are minimal.

One of the things the Film Board wrote in its' no is that the Swedish documentary industry is blooming. To that I just want to answer: It's a frigging miracle. To use us as an example there's no place where we can even hope to get money before January or March, and those are the same places that just turned us down.

I know I'll see things differently once the chock is over but for now I'm in mourning. And I post pretty pics from Barcelona. When times are bad dream, dream away. I wish I could live in my fantasy.

And I wish I knew why we were being turned down, other than that supporting us would be "impractical". There's got to be another reason, right?

Sunday, March 14, 2010

In the last few days

Having tapas, DJing, volunteering, fika and a walk with the Karol.

Now I'm to record some vocals for another project, then I'm off for my last Tempo volunteering session. Perhaps this weekend will also hold one last glass of red wine, let's hope... This is a weekend I wish would go on forever, no more Mondays please, it's too dreary.

I just wanna cuddle with the Glenn forever.