A brown horizon, crying children in torn clothes and a fire alarm.
Fika with Erika at Cafe Ariman, Lund.

Today is Ingvar Kamprad’s 90th birthday. I am in a photostudio in Älmhult documenting an ikea bathroom for a web based project. And I am getting sentimental.
When I moved back to Sweden from England I started working at ikea in Älmhult as an art director. My portfolio was a mix of experimental college work from Central Saint Martins and work I had done for a number of musicians and book publishers. They hired me at face value.
Now days I am lucky to do consultancy work for ikea. And am forever grateful for all good this company has brought me.
Thank You Ingvar.

“There once was a time in our very own planet’s history, long, long ago, when the earth was truly a paradise. The diversity of life was as mind-boggling as it was spectacular. Flowers sprang up in impossible places. Birds and their songs filled the air over every continent. Snow, fog, showers, or sunshine added sometimes shocking and unexpected beauty to every setting. Animals were loved as family members. And complete strangers smiled and waved to one another, as it was everyone’s natural instinct to be kind, to give, and to love”.

And very little has changed.