What is this I see and experience here. - What am I feeling now?

The present is gone - a new now is here.

The new present is to bring love.

A room filled with silence voices, here I'm just waiting for our meeting. 

The journey here has been a long way, with an even longer wait.

What is this I am going to see and experience here. - What am I feeling now in this dream or reality?

My questions will soon be answered - a new now is here.

The new present will be - soon she is here. 

The new present began when she arrive. 

A long journey is  to its end, a long wait is over. 

Al my questions are answered.

A new present and millions moment of love is here,  
come with me and lets enter the next moment together. 

Singapore - 2012



 

 

The second day -
life comes with a new story

all so alike, all so new

The second day

I see everything for the first time 

The visit from the past - a meeting in now.

The tranquillity of my life is gone, my body so broken, my wounded soul alone again and

I would never miss life if it were not for her, gathering my parts and heal my soul with peace 

.. my friend.

From memory, I paint from the day when I had to leave everything.  

Children's voices were silent in sleep. 

The now quiet people inside their homes soon to have a new day. 

Rain that would probably fall soon from the gray dark sky. 

I did not know anything about life
- just that life would never be the same again,

and that i left with a missing feeling that will follow me for the rest of my life.

Palem Raya - Jakarta 



 

The silence will lead you and the words will not destroy the beauty of the moment of feelings.

On the surface, everything seems empty  - only we two know what we have.

 

Peace and security reign in our silence and moments of life is born.

 

I often sit and think of her. On what happened and why it happened. On what it could have been and what became of it all. Her fear feels right in my body, her soul uncertain and fragile. I think of her often .. and even though I know the truth, I hope she finds a way in the future where she is happy and feels good and is respected and feels secure. She's worth it .. she's worth everything.

       There is always a way to find life again - J

 

Photos of new projects - "Stories about something#.

Life has always shaped and forced me to live on the outside of all the others. 

Very rarely have I felt fully accepted by someone and I am always left to live very close .. 

but still always on the outside. 

I call it my loneliness where lies not exist.  

At one moment I thought I had found my place in Bali, but as usual I was left outside.

Where no lies exists

 The little memory I had left over from the day 22 years ago had almost completely disappeared. It had dried up by the time and every day life. I remembered it only in times of  my loneliness.  

Her scents had disappeared, her voice silenced and her hair did not touch my skin anymore.

The day 22 years ago will always be gone in time.

Now was the beauty of life here again.

And now it returned like a new moment in time, perfect and beautiful, 

 living and wonderful. Never to be forgotten.. 

-Memories from the past

 

"The man of nothing"

Is the man of freedom

Late stories about Singapore.

C.O.A.H.O.C ROOM - Gallery and Studio - STHLM

 

When you're young you think that you own the world  

- As you get older, you learn that everything in the world 

comes from the same origin and everything we think we own is only one thing, 

only the most important 

- ourselves.

 

People think I think too much - but I always think about a lot of things and I do that because I think it's fun. I've also managed to do the impossible, to prove our brain capasity. When I was young I thought 70% of pussy, and 30% on other unimportant things. Now that I'm older I still think 70% of pussy, 30% in other unimportant things .. but somehow there is an additional 30% when I think of the world and 70% of love. So I feel 100% more clever, but also 100% more confused and horny. 

Soon i´m back in Asia to explore my mind and brain. 

Doha

Do love

I'd be lying if I said I forgot about everything from those days.

 

They do not understand what I mean - to be part of a process bigger than your self.

 

"there is nothing"

The beautiful children that I always miss.
I've had them around me all my life.
From street children in Indonesia.
Orphans in South America and South Africa.
Her daughter in Bali
To my godchild here in Sweden and
my sister's lovely daughters.
They are all beautiful, all full of life.
They have all the things we adults have forgotten.

This is Tusse and me a few days ago.. she makes me feel alive.  
She makes life shine.

I miss them all, all the time.

We are on the path towards love.
but I got lost and was left alone forever.

Lost in the path of love. 

Is it my life's last day now?, Or is it just one of the many last days.  

Nobody knows - everyone wants to know it, but nobody wants to hear the answer. 

What do we do until our last day is here?, 

What is it we think we are creating or where our lives will lead us?  

Perhaps the answer comes after the last day .. or were all the answers in her kiss.

 I'm horny, hungry and fucking bored.

The late night ice shine - my loneliness has its price in pain and sorrow, but also its moments of the beautiful. The night when my longing for her and my fears keeps me awake led me to the light that made the last winter's ice to shine.
And the love of life to shine in my mind for a short moment. .

 

My friend Luc came to visit my studio.
His stories of life - His art he paints - His friendship.
The Friday after-work was a small moment in time but big in friendship.

From my archive- and a part of my life.

From a beautiful part of my life - from the time of love.

From a long time ago - but just as beautiful today just as a memory.

From something I again want to find - the feeling of belonging in love. 

Here now. Breathe.

I thought it was a beautiful collaboration going on between Finland and Italy.
But Italy withdrew and Finland felt abandoned and betrayed.
Italy, which had promised so much and talked so good about a serious collaboration ...
Finland became angry and saddened by the betrayal and all the support and love they thought Italy would receive. But they kept to themselves, and it disappeared without use. Their collaboration disappeared and al the fine that they could have created, is now gone like the fire has gone out and memories disappeared into oblivion.


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