Where do I go from here?

My last day has arrived. I have to go back to Sweden tomorrow. I’ve never been so scared in my entire life. I’ve got nothing there. I don’t know what to do. I was told by the unemployment office among others that I don’t stand a chance in Sweden. That’s nice to hear. I think

Will we meet again?

My last week. You can’t imagine how hard it is to write those three words. I really don’t want to go back to Sweden. I love it here and there’s no future for me there. I knew this before I left and I’ve realized it even more during my trip. As I’ve written earlier I

The Simpsooooons

Two weeks to go before I have to return to Sweden and deal with the consequences that I postponed during the summer. I can’t say that I want to go back. Feeling some anxiety about that, but I have no choice in the matter. Ever since I arrived in Los Angeles I’ve wanted to visit

How did I get here?

Not even in my wildest dreams could I ever imagine that I would be invited to the home of a Hollywood actor for a pool party/BBQ. It was a new experience and if I’d say I didn’t feel a bit misplaced I would be lying. I mean, here I am all alone and all the

An evening with a star

An actor that I’ve been in contact with online invited me to celebrate his birthday with a private screening of the movie Let’s be cops on the Fox Studios lot. I can’t even begin to tell you how much that meant to me. First of all, here I am all alone, all the way from

Overtaken by inspiration

Sometimes inspiration just comes and you can’t explain why. That’s what happened to me when I heard that Bill Murray was doing the voice of Baloo in Disney’s new version of the Jungle Book. Immediately I saw this image of Bill Murray standing in a Baloo suit eating a banana for some reason. I hiked

I made it, they ruined it

Discovered when I came back to the hotel yesterday that the drawing I made of Patrick Stewart was ruined. There was some kind of oil on the bedside table where I’d put it. It looks kind of like someone placed a leaky bottle on the drawing because it’s all soaked through. It kind of hurts

Not invited to the party

My drawing is done. To celebrate I climbed all the way up to Griffith Observatory carrying my big drawing pad, my iPad and a whole bunch of other stuff. Why? Because I keep forgetting the distances in this city. It looks so close on the map. It wasn’t that far really but it’s so freaking

This is a post about my addiction..to free wifi

There’s no wifi at my hotel so I guess that’s why I haven’t written anything in a while. Still in LA. This town lives and breathes my life’s biggest passions. It’s crazy. I went out to mail a letter today and ended up walking from Beverly Hills to Hollywood Blvd. I guess I took a

I am Thor, God of thunder (jk)

I find this fascinating. When I left Sweden it was freezing and raining, now they have tropical heat. Southern California is currently going through a very bad drought. Then I come to town and it starts raining. Not much, but still. When I was in New York it was pouring down, the same in Chicago,