Sometimes you walk for hours without finding anything interesting to photograph. Waiting in vain for that special light that could make anything interesting. Then suddenly as you cross a gorge there is a little hidden creek and the sun sends down its rays through the trees. Hallelujah moment! Makes you wonder if God has a camera.
Just wait for it, ha de Gött!
For many Swedes this quay with the white building behind was the last steps on Swedish soil as they emigrated to America. The building is named Amerikaskjulet, the Amerika Shed. It was built in 1910 to 1911 as a warehouse for the Port of Göteborg. The docking place with number 36 was the first quay with enough depth for the Svenska Amerika Liniens steamboats. As the name suggest the shipping company established in 1915 was dedicated to traffic between Göteborg and New York, USA. The company was closed in 1975 after a, in many cases, dramatic history.
To name this quite large building a shed, must be a proof of the very special humour in Göteborg. It was the first building in the area built of granite stone and concrete. Quite different to the other wooden sheds along the quay. Behind it one of Göteborg’s most famous landmarks, the Seafarers Tower with the statue of a sailors wife looking out to the west praying for husband and sons safe return from the sea. A reminder of the importance of the city as a port that it still holds today as the largest in Sweden.
Sail safe, ha de Gött!
So many questions of this wheel. Did it fall off and rolled down the hill bounced on the curb and landed in the thicket. Where is the bike and does the other wheel miss his mate. What must the owner feel, was he or she in to much of a rush. Had to be balancing off to work on a mono bike. This runaway tire, what tales could be spoken.
Life is like a box of chocolate, ha de Gött!
I follow you where ever you go
in wet and dry it is us two
all the worlds colours may fade
for each other we are made
We are all same same but different, ha de Gött!
I’m on track
but I newer know
if it is the right
Am I in control
to switch over
to be left or right
Don’t like where the train’s going, take the bus. Ha de Gött!
Wait in vain at the baggage claim.
Standing there looking at the suitcases
traveling the forth or fifth round on the conveyor
bound for somewhere else
slowly realizing that in some other airport
far away, there is another poor soul
with the same empty distrusting face
looking at the conveyor in despair
realizing that the underwear
has to be worn inside out tomorrow.
Don’t you hate when this happens, ha de Gött!
the stairway to heaven
a hell to climb
when you reach the top
you’re out of breath
Don’t rush it, you’ll get there. Ha de Gött!
we all know it to be true
colour of winter is blue
spring by most is seen
a cascade of budding green
yellow is the sun rays honours
summer abundance of light hours
grey is the shade of fall
loved by some, but not all
Enjoy the seasons changes, ha de Gött!
much they love the water, depend on it
the river flows and with every flood
carves a piece from the river bank
and soon fall into each other as one
If you lean to hard you’ll fall, ha de Gött!
wind and water cascade
got the colours to fade
in grey beautifully made
All is needed in the spectrum, ha de Gött!
UlleHaddock 