Tuesday, June 30, 2015

growing up

at about age 10, -were you short or tall, small or big compared to people in your class and how did that affect your life?


I was a real shorty. didn't quite like it.

Monday, June 29, 2015

hi


Just one more week before we leave for Sweden. Can't believe it. 

Friday, June 26, 2015

June 26th

It's my dad's birthday so I've always loved June 26, but now we all have one more great reason to love it!

Can think of so many worse offenses



some people can't resist the slurpee urge, it's just too strong!


The perfect slippers for Father's day


New York can't help being so pretty


Not laughing


How I hate this kind of gender division. 
And who do you think intended buyer is? 
Not him.

Went to Anne Frank Center


The heartbreak of the loss of this family and all the other individuals who died because of Nazis. 
So real and close at Anne Frank Center where they had a small exhibition with Frank family pictures. Re-reading the diary. Do it. 
Such a brilliant and honest young mind. 



Street art


Monday, June 22, 2015

Exciting day for this family


Today; 
I'll be meeting up with a favorite author and his students to talk about Swedish children's books (picture books in particular). 

Vanja is going to an amusement park with her school as an end of school year celebration.

Joel is having an all day picnic with his school. 

Niki has mini-olympics at her gymnastics place.

Anders has an important meeting. 

Will be great to see everyone tonight and hear how it all went. 

What's happening in your lives today?

-e




Sunday, June 21, 2015

A midsummer's night in NYC


Inside out



How Niki and I had looked forward to the new Pixar movie Inside Out!

Went to see it yesterday and...it just wasn't for me.

To me, it felt like an all too peppy TED-talk on emotions and memories.
And the inside of one's mind has all the charm and uniqueness of a sterile 90s shopping mall. I understand the graphic analogies were there to make the whole complex how-the-emotional-side-of-the-brain-works-concept easier to grasp but it was not a landscape my inner child/person could appreciate at all. A world with no trees. No thanks.

The rest of the movie house crowd did not feel like I did, they loved it all and gave it a big applause at the end.

Every reviewer seem to agree it's mind-blowingly fantastic too.

have you seen it? what did you think?

oh well, on to the next! now waiting for:
Finding Dory, Hotel Transsylvania 2, Kung Fu Panda 3.

Thursday, June 18, 2015

Charleston


so meaningless, hateful and hellish.

beyond comprehension.

it's a sad sad sad day.




My second book is off to the printer's!

So happy!

Currently working on nr 3 and 4!

it's happening. so darn hard but it's happening.
The hard part is overcoming the notion that I have zero talent and no original ideas and just keep writing despite that. to have writing as a profession is such a privilege.
so grateful.

still hard though. even after 20 years.

Does your newpaper have this?


Sweden's biggest newspaper has a "good news" section. 
When the world seems too horrible, I go there and read a little and feel everything is not solely completely nuts after all. 
Thank you, DN!

Wednesday, June 10, 2015

Weird stories I've stumbled across that might be added to summer culture diet

Heard interview with the author of this book on radio yesterday. So weird and scary the world of weapons and warfare. 

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Then a story on how 6 brothers, growing up secluded, reared by Harekrishna-influenced parents, found solace in movies and became the topic of a documentary themselves:

http://www.nytimes.com/2015/06/14/movies/the-wolfpack-brothers-step-out-of-their-world.html?_r=0


what troubles are you facing right now?

you can be anonymous.
I'm very interested in challenges. Small and big. No trouble is too small for my interest!

Tuesday, June 9, 2015

wrap your heads around this one, young people

before internet, hashtags and tattoos, we used T-SHIRT PRINTS to express our beliefs and find peers. It was very very important.

perhaps it still is? t-shirt print culture seems alive and well.
have recently seen the following prints out and about in New York City:

Spiritual Gangster

It'd be a lot cooler if you did (wooderson fans know this one)

It's not broken, it just needs a little DUCT TAPE

PEANUT ENVY

Monday, June 8, 2015

Feel free to rain on my parade



Perhaps because I grew up in a country largely devoid of sunshine, beautiful weather stresses me out.
I love rain, dark skies, thunder and windy afternoons. When you can stay indoors and work.

Should I move to England?
Where is the weather terrible to you, terrific to me?

Now only need to interest rest of my family in this setup.

Overheard on NY Street

3 teenage girls talking to each other.

"Her parents are SOOO naive!"

"Yeah. I mean what do they think would happen after prom? That we would just have tacos and soda?"

"Yeah right."

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thinking to myself: I will be those parents. very soon.

Overheard at garden days at Cloisters

Mom: Come over here and smell this flower. It smells F_A_N_T_A_S_T_I_C!

Teenage son: nah.

Mom: What do you think will happen if you smell it? Think I'm trying to poison you?

(Teenage son reluctantly walks over to mom).

Mom: Didn't it smell amazing?

Teenage son: Mom, I'm hungry.


All you goth people




How about something like this for your wish lists?
Memento mori-jewellry with worms crawling out of dead man's mouth and a ring that splits in two to reveal the span of our lives - from baby to skeleton. 

No filter


Christianity doesn't do it for me. But some of the art conceived within the faith is great. Like this little ivory sculpture at the Cloisters. So much more about trust and love than anything else. Through the centuries, to us.  

Sunday, June 7, 2015

Dad

a while ago

Growing up, I started having depressive periods from about age 12. Real gloom, existential angst, terrors that could only be lightened by intense exercise, a body in motion, loving people holding me tight, telling me everything would be all right and meaning it.

In college, thousands away from my family, I kept having bouts of severe sadness. In those days before e-mail, I'd fax letters to my family. 

I remember one fax I got in return from my dad. 
He said (roughly translated): 

"It seems you have an artist's soul, so your mood swings swing a little wider. "

Such a calming effect, those words. Nothing to fear. Not worse or better than anyone else. Just wider swings. Not even sure if I have an artist's soul or just an artist's mood swings.  I've learned to live with it. I keep walking through the sadness until it lifts and becomes manageable.

It's one of the reasons I can't stand tight skirts or high heels. I need to be able to walk it off, whenever it comes over me.


this spring


2 years in

I keep having pangs of homesickness.
It's ridiculous in so many ways. New York has everything. Everything. Almost.
But not my childhood friends. Not my parents or brother and his family.
Not my sense of belonging, completely.

New York is adventure, diversity, excitement, surprise. All that and a generosity with daylight the Swede isn't used to.

But Stockholm is my shell, my home.

We're a family divided when it comes to these feelings. Beyond seeing a few loved friends, Joel doesn't see the point in going home over summer, he might as well stay. Anders feels the same way.

Staying at least one more year here, I wonder whether this rift will deepen or not.

Recurring thought

I miss my books.
The books I left in Sweden.
Some of them I've had to buy again to have with me here.
The books are my friends.
I've thought about this fact. The books as friends. Isn't it then the authors I consider friends, kindred spirits?

But no. It's the books themselves.