
Live on, full of scars
Open wounds, live struggle
Core open to elements
Healing, full of character
We all have scars, that is what we are, ha de Gött!


Live on, full of scars
Open wounds, live struggle
Core open to elements
Healing, full of character
We all have scars, that is what we are, ha de Gött!


Water reflection on the steep Riddarsprånget. It has an interesting story, read it here.
High flying plans can end with a splash, ha de Gött!


A man standing in a boat fishing for trout. First real warm day in April. The sun warming the cold sea and creates a sea smoke haze.
Sun is behind everything, ha de Gött!


Alone time, just me time, hunter and collector
Back to, man against nature
Salmon trout lurking under the surface, spectator
Snitch the bait, see ya in the future
When alone is a choice it’s good, ha de Gött!


How high can a tree grow Touch the sky, tickle Gods feet Will They just giggle and enjoy Or, be annoyed. Blow it down with a storm How high can a tree grow Green dress of Mother Earth Will She smile and dance around Or, be bored. Preferring the Dress of blue How high can a tree grow Sun seeking branches, embracing shelter Will the sun, play shadows hide and seek Or, be harsh. Prance about in dessert sand
Hug a tree, for you and me, ha de Gött!


Walking in the soft green moss with the rustling leafs from last year around my feet. In the old culture landscape where nature slowly reclaims its territory in a wild softness. The bird song cacophony, warns of the one eyed intruder disturbing the mating calls.
Go green, ha de Gött!


Sometimes it is just still, even if you’re not sure what is up or down.
The island Killingen in Sannäsfjorden a sunny day in March. Ripples on the surface caused by me sitting on the floating bridge.
Blue can be fantastic, ha de Gött!


Calm evening by the sea in the golden hour.
It smells like salt, ha de Gött!

There is something comforting with the sea and today we need comfort when madness seems to be the new normal. So today a slideshow with pictures from the beach. Music composed and performed by my son.
Hope for hope, ha de Gött!


Ship sailing down the river, Göta Älv, with the new high-raises in the background. In the middle far back is ‘Skansen Kronan’ as a reminder of the history.
River flows, let it flow, ha de Gött!