To celebrate him I do that with this artwork by my mother Gunvor. She is no longer with us either, but the art she made is living on, like this magic cross.
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söndag 11 november 2012
Father's Day today
Today, in Sweden, it's Father's Day. My dad Bertil has passed away some years ago, but I have him still in my memories.
To celebrate him I do that with this artwork by my mother Gunvor. She is no longer with us either, but the art she made is living on, like this magic cross.
To celebrate him I do that with this artwork by my mother Gunvor. She is no longer with us either, but the art she made is living on, like this magic cross.
söndag 4 november 2012
Remembering the dead
Yesterday it was the day to remember the dead, All Saints' day, here in Sweden. Everybody that has a dead family member, or friend, lights a candle at their graves.
I of course I went to the church cemetary and the family crypt where my parents are buried, my mother Gunvor the artist, and my father Bertil. And then the grave of my uncle Åke, the famous historian.
The church I am talking about is Östuna kyrka, close to Uppsala, it was built in the late 1400.
I of course I went to the church cemetary and the family crypt where my parents are buried, my mother Gunvor the artist, and my father Bertil. And then the grave of my uncle Åke, the famous historian.
Here you can see the lights outside the family crypt, build 1770.
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