Edition of 250
Softcover, 64 pages
Contains 47 images
Sweden is home to some very beautiful sceneries as well as some very unfortunate social realities. In attempts to support themselves and their families, asylum-seekers and refugees from eastern Europe have started building new lives here. But with a lack of housing, people resort to improvisation – readjusting to hostile environments.
The images are masked to not reveal their location.
Solarized pigments on hot glass
Graphic production by Henrik Borggren
Edition of 50
Contains 40 colour images
Printed in the Netherlands
Ok, so this was back in 2011, London. Oxford Street wasn't really all that alluring. It felt like somebody had sprinkled stores across the street, and that was it. Apparently containing architectural treasures; this unfortunately not being an area of interest of mine. So while avoiding pedestrian unpleasantness, I took shelter in the alleys. Stuff was happening there. Demolition. Everything smelling of diesel – machines really going at it. Entire buildings being gutted while somehow keeping the facades intact. I had found myself across the street from something I couldn't ignore. Rangefinder in my pocket. It was the beginning of a good idea.
There’s this peculiar landscape in southern Kilsbergen. Paths winding through a tapestry of rocks, marshes and decaying trees. This exceptionally inconvenient terrain had discouraged generations of lumberers, leaving the woods untouched for centuries – naming it Fasa, or "horror". Ominous names aside, I began frequenting the forest with my father in the autumn of 2014. Together we sank our boots into exhausting wetlands, exploring the forest of his childhood. He showed me the limestone digs, the underground cave systems, some funky lichen species, and supposedly a lake that periodically vanished and returned. Never saw it, though. Leaving me unsure whether it proved the myth or not.
Anyway, we decided on photographing uprooted trees. This was my favourite.