It happens
as when friends go for a journey
they ask me if there is something
I´ld like for them
to bring home
to me.

I always answer the same:
A rock or a seashell.
Please :-)

Sometime... if ever I get my house...
My garden. My place on earth. My home...
I will put them there
outside my doorstep
in the gravel
together with little pieces
I´ve saved,
of beautiful broken cups and plates.

The empty studio

I was waiting a girl with her little child today
to take their pictures
but the child turned sick.

I want to learn!!!
I want to learn HOW TO make
interresting, storng, durable
pictures.

What makes a picture "complete"?

Wich picture is mine?
Wich one isn´t?

.

In each set of photos

one is mine.

The other is made by...

Australian Vee Speers

is one of the photographers

who is to show her work

at the opening in May of the brand new

Museum of Photography in Stockholm.

I want to learn how to make reall good pictures!

.

Love,

/Olga ...who is working at an photoexhibition right now of children from my area.

I take out the thing
I inheritated from my Dad - his bible
and check some of the scriptures
I find here.

My Mother.

An improvised party

in our kitchen

for my Mothers 75th birthday.

We had the loveliest feast

of joy and good stories

with cusine Sonjas daughter and her husband

and cusine Sven-Erics widow...

Hate destroys you.

Anger is a strong feeling
that tells something isn´t quite right.
Embrace it!
Let it be the force
that - combined with visdom - makes things right :-)

And remember: LOVE conquers all!

I followed links suggested by a friend and cried some beautiful tears.

Late hours - when nothing interfers my perception - can be magical.

My son painted the window

and the bright sun finding its way in

was as light through the leefs of a tree!

Click on this last picture to enlarge.

Now
Despite of all the snow
it feels like another season
as if the winter - at last - is behind us.

It´s been a beautiful winter.
Just like the imagined, perfect winter should be!

I have never seen that kind of snow before
as that wich fell yeasterday through the blue, sunny sky.
It looked like hail - little balls.
It felt dry and it did not feel cold when I touched it.
And the little balls were light as feathers.
Very nice snow indeed!

PAPPA- March 12th 1923 - October 26th 2009

Love is patient and kind.
Love is not jealous or boastful or proud or rude.
It does not demand its own way.
It is not irritable,
and it keeps no record of being wronged.
It does not rejoice about injustice
but rejoices whenever the truth wins out.
Love never gives up,
never loses faith,
is always hopeful,
and endures through every circumstance.

Love will last forever!

click to enlarge the pictures!

I have no fireplace.
Nor a stove.
(I live in an apartment from the early seventies now.)
But I had when I grew up.
And I had in the nineties
when I lived in a white cottage
on the coast.
One can have much in life,
but not all at the same time.
I hope to have a fireplace again sometime.
Somewhere...
.
Pictures above are of faded memories from my childhood home.
When my mother wanted to make it extra cosy for us, she used to lit this lamp :-)

There is a watertower close by.

In my imagination that is

the most magnificant place

to hang art!

That is where i hope to be hanging the

portraits (photographs) I am working on.

(The pictures are photomontage - ie the photographs have yet not been hung there)