New York subway picture

I was only kidding when I said I wasn't gonna blog today. Here is a picture from the subway. I was a little scared of pickpockets. Ironic. My wallet weren't stolen until I got to Stockholm.

Mr. Comics-journalist ...

Alright, due to hard work with coloring of a 4-page report from the comics-festival Crack! in Rome this summer I will take it easy on the blogging for a day or two. But to cheer you up I can tell you that the report will be published in the next issue of swedish comics magazineBild och Bubbla! I will also translate it to english, so maybe all my international viewers will get to see it some day!

Greetings from Central Park

Glaah ... This is also kind of cheezy. Maybe I should work with doing cute postcards instead of comics ... I don't know about this picture ... really ... but the day I drew it was very hot.

On the roof

Johan:It is bright.
Johan:Bright and white.
Johan:Like snow.
Johan:Hrmpf!

Who are these people? What am I saying? Am I even there? Is that crisps on the table? Why is everything so strange?

Möllevångsfestivalen

Hello! Right now Im busy selling stuff at the Möllevångsfestival in Malmö. It's a nice event, I will be singing an playing guitar at our table. And perhaps there will also be a violin. The New York adventure continues on Sunday or Monday. Good day to you!

De krångliga spärrarna. (The complicated barriers)

Johan:Ah look, we can get through here instead of through the complicated barriers.
Frida: Yeah, but I don't wanna get stuck with my bag.
Johan:Get stuck ... ?
Johan:No problem.
Johan:And here's the train. Perfect.
Johan:Frida?
Johan:Oh, great ...
Johan:Oh, great ...
Johan:Sigh ... Well, there is always the next one.
Johan:"Get stuck!"

Prospect Park

We were on a free concert in Prospect Park. It was David Byrne and he was all like "Hey look at me, I'm wearing a skirt".

Later on the subway: An unexpected eyecontact followed by a sudden yearning.

Times Square

They had put out chairs on Times Square. We sat the for an hour or two and watched things around us.

Midnight

This is Midnight. She lives with Kenan Rubenstein in Brooklyn, and is a very nice cat.

Arrival to New York

"Where are the animals?"

(this could work as some kind of sleazy postcard or something, but I will never experiment with photos and cartoons toghether again. Ugly! Disgusting! Blah! Forgive me!)

On with the show!

We had to drink before the airplanes started, and a lot of good ideas came to mind.

Johan:Look. Look over there.
Johan:See how the man empties the airplane of poo.
Johan:Thats the way it is. They need us.
Johan:And we need them!
Johan:For years Mankind and Airplane has lived in symbiosis.
Johan:We need to fly and they need our care.
Johan:There are parallels to animal life.
Johan:A flower in the rainforest wich cannot survive whithout a certain type of animal and vice versa.
Johan:One wonders... What came first?
Frida: Well... Humans build airplanes.
Johan:Exactly.
Johan:We're close now. Close to solving this delicate evolutionary riddle. Airplanes ... Animals ...
Johan:Yes! I've got it! It may be so that the animals invented plants to take care of their fecies! Or plants came before animals, hmm, let's see now ...