King’s street, Göteborg, a few days before Christmas. Frantic shoppers all around. It’s dark, cold, and no snow in sight.

As a kid, I used to always go Christmas shopping with my grandmother on this street. We didn’t much understand each other, weren’t even trying, but we had a beautiful time on those occasions. It’s a fond memory, and this is what comes to mind when I think of Christmas.

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Another finding from the moving boxes! 1999 or so. This one was part of a series of drawings, paintings and sculptures, that was titled “Cold-hearted f*cking bitch”.