a swedish househusband’s stories from japan
Tonight my son fell asleep lying on my chest; I cannot imagine anything more beautiful. His whole existence is beautiful – the pure innocence of a …
When I came to Japan the first few times I knew almost no Japanese and tried to pick up a few words by listening to …
Times are changing; when starting to write this I feel like this will probably be my shortest blog post so far. Why? Because of a …
Every now and then my wife goes to Tokyo for work. This time she was away for three days leaving my son and I to …
I have never seen our son as happy as the past week. His cousins and uncle came to visit us and it was like a …
From time to time I have the chance to do some photography work for the wonderful people at Våges in Sweden. Våges is a company …
Sometimes when I start to think about what to write in the next blog post, I feel empty, like there is nothing to say, nothing …
The slight shift in in temperature, required to make the air coming in from the sea feel soft instead of chilly, has come. The sun …
I cannot get enough of the mountains here in Japan. Every day I feel drawn to them, to see them, to feel them, to walk among …
When I came to Japan for the first time 15 years ago, I was mesmerized by the Japanese toilets, not so much by their design …
Coming home from our long morning walk (read here), it was high time to make lunch. Our 20 months old child is now capable of …
A photographer, poet and Swedish househusband’s reflections from everyday life in Japan.
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