The summer of 1997 I listened to way to much Italian pop ballads. Especially as so many italian restaurants and cheezy pizzerias did too unfortunately, during 1997. But I loved every second of it. I took my old bicycle from the 1940`s down to work, as the sun shined early mornings, wearing my Walkman and…
Interesting to watch all different teenagers coming from a school nearby. I am sitting at a bench at a square where tram trains and the local bus come and go. Cars going by and people on bicycles. Some on a skateboard. It is late summer in august in Stockholm. We all enjoy these last weeks…
Drinking coffee and visiting cafés, coffee shops when working and when just hanging out, is nothing new to me or others in general. When I go alone to coffee shops, cafés , I do it to work. I read and I draw. And sometimes doing my accounting before I send it to my accountant. And…