Don't touch my mother

It is my uncle that hugs my mother. I don't like it, not at all. My sister doesn't seem to care. What about modern thinking and children. Take childrens feelings seriously.

Strawberry fields forever

My fathers friend Monclair visited us and it was time for strawberries. Is he the only one. What about me and my sister. The picture of me as photographer was taken by my good friend Vidar. Thanks.

My first love

Yes, she was the first and it lasted for two years, until we moved and I lost her. Conciously I have used a picture of myself in the mirror of an mc to show the ambivalence I feel between belonging and freedom. Driving alone on a motorbike has always been my favorite dream, symbolising freedom. But also loneliness. Thats why I always chose love and a family car.

Happy summerholiday

I am not only happy, I am in love, probably for the first time in my life. The girls name is and was Trine. I have not seen her for 45 years. She may be plump and unhappy by now. I don't know. What I didn't know was how problematic my relation to women should be for the next 40 years or so. Would I have been happy with Trine. No one knows.

My brother and sister

I was not alone. My brother and sister was close and can be seen to hold my hand. I seem happy of course. But those two others? My sister looks uncomfortable as always. Did she not feel at home.

My grandmothers doorstep

On the 17. of may Bergen celebrated our nations day of freedom, still do. I sit on the doorstep of my grandmothers house, in the middle of Bergen, dressed in my best costume, even a nice hat. I seem happy as always. My grandmother (on fathers side) was the sweetest of persons and I enjoyed beeing in the center of a grand family.

A family portrait

I seem content, as a center, however small, in the foreground. Not so for my brother and sister to the right. I have the attention of my mother and my aunt. But what is my other aunt looking at, my father. What is that about. The place is a farm in Hardanger where I almost died from drowning in a well - later that summer? I was 2 when I almost ended my life. On this picture I seem about the same.