
Alone in solitude.
Surrounded by the vast blue.
Highly valued so true.
Everyone counts, ha de Gött!


Alone in solitude.
Surrounded by the vast blue.
Highly valued so true.
Everyone counts, ha de Gött!


Caught in the vortex. On a downward spiral.
Go oblivious with the flow. The euphoric dance to something.
Better?
Be a stone of reason, take a stand. Heels down in the ground.
Have we not been down this path before.
Panem et circenses, ha de Gött!

Like the Easter Bunny I was roaming the land. Don’t think we look for the same things but as I went through my pictures I realised that water is my favourite model.
I remember as a young boy, me and my friends spend our time by the creek. Like beavers we built dams, just to tear them down to see the fast flowing water fearlessly, like there’s no tomorrow, rush to the lake. One time we built a dam so large that people got their basements flooded, prescribed now I hope.
I can sit for hours watching the water flowing by. The soothing sound and the ever changing dance of the water. Most see the water flowing at a steady rate but if you sit down to watch you see it pulsing. Just like a mothers heartbeats.
Don’t take water for granted, ha de Gött!


It’s gone out, somewhere.
I’m left here all alone.
Walls creeping in on me.
Through the crack I can see.
How it gently sails away.
Out of reach, on to the open sea.
A ship loaded with inspiration.
Sorry but it got me really bad, ha de Gött!


Old shed and rowboat has seen better days, ha de Gött!


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!

Two minutes of sunsets, ha de Gött!


This picture gave me a bit of a challenge in post production. The hotel was really accommodating giving me a room high up with a view over Hisingen Brige in Göteborg, Sweden. Problem was that the windows could not be opened and there was a thick layer of winter dirt on the outside. I had to take some help from Lightroom AI to clean it up. Came out much better than I expected.
If I only could be a bridge over troubled waters, ha de Gött!