WESC auction pics

On the evening of May 11 the WESC store in my hometown Örebro, Sweden organized an auction for the t-shirts I designed. The money we called in for the appr. + - 10 shirts we auctioned out was handed over to charity. In this case it was to Ria-Dorkas, an organisation in Örebro who deals with homeless, addicts and alcoholics in the city. A good deed and a good amount of money to help the troubled on the streets of my hometown... Thank you all who came, enjoyed, supported and had fun that night - FANTASTIC!

People start to drop in for the evenings program. Tobbe in the front, the punkers in Radio Brigade in the back

My painting La Nature Malade in the window display for the WESC store auction

The Dj's for the evening, Pricks Janne & Lill-Danne hanging out with rockster Pastillen

Happy faces at the WESC store in Örebro

More happy people playing with a balloon...

The WESC t-shirt auctions are so much fun, yeah?!

My appreciation for organizing this event, Danne Schön is a living legend

Artist Oskar Nilsson and auction caller/Örebro Konsthall director Mats Nilsson hanging out

Unknown gas-mask kid (ebba?) and Mats Nilsson chillin in the store

The Strömberg family in the WESC store

The Strömberg siblings... my sister Lena and me sporting our new t-shirts

The Schöön brothers, Danne and Jocke

Tobbe Barth (who made the flyer) and Tobbe Strömberg (representing Ria-Dorkas)... my favourite Tobbe's in the world

Happy t-shirt owners after the auction

Girls enjoying the buffet and afterparty at O'Leary's

Oskar Nilsson and Nikola Sarcevic discussing house prices in Ulricehamn :$ at the afterparty

Matte of Franky Lee & Millencolin and WESC icon & store manager Danne

Sebbe, Tobbe and me just before closing time

Yet another new T-shirt

Me + Black Flag = some hard shit

Book tip

Philippe Claudel - Grey Souls

This is ostensibly a detective story, about a crime that is committed in 1917, and solved 20 years later. The location is a small town in Northern France, near V., in the dead of the freezing winter. The war is still being fought in the trenches, within sight and sound of the town, but the men of the town have been spared the slaughter because they are needed in the local factory. One morning a beautiful ten year old girl, one of the three daughters of the innkeeper, is found strangled and dumped in the canal. Suspicion falls on two deserters who are picked up near the town. Their interrogation and sentencing is brutal and swift. Twenty years later, the narrator, a local policeman, puts together what actually happened. On the night the deserters were arrested and interrogated, he was sitting by the beside of his dying wife. He believes that justice was not done and wants to set the record straight. But the death of the child was not the only crime committed in the town during those weeks. More than one record has to be set straight. Beautiful, like a fairy story almost, frozen in time, this novel has an hypnotic quality.