The cat

About a week ago there was a cat at our door. It was friendly, but really sort of quick and nervous. Since then ive fed her every day. Two days ago i let her in as i got an OK from my roommate. She is moving around a lot so its quite hard to capture her with the camera, i guess she is not used to the environment. She sounds quite a lot when she thinks she havent been fed enough, and she wants A LOT of food. So far she has had meatballs, butter, cheese and normal dry catfood from a friend. Ive checked her ears for black lice, examined skin, teeth, muscles and claws and she seems healthy although she has starved for a while so the muscles are atrophied. There is a good chance there are worms in her stomach so i need to get a toilette box for her and medicine to remove the parasite worms from the stomach if there is any. Normally worms will steal norishment and since she eats so much im guessing she is either really efficient in digesting the food or she has worms. Im fairly certain she doesnt belong to anyone, since she suffers from malnutrition she doesnt seem to belong to anyone. If she DO belong to anyone, they dont deserve to have a nice cat like that. Dont know what to call her so for now she is called "The cat". Any suggestions? This is what she looks like.

Sign

I made this for the bottom portion of the DJ table, with directions from Jocke who had the idea that we should hide the table, a really hideous workbench kind of table so it was a good idea. Took about as long to make as a drawing, even though its about 2x1 metres.

I went cannoeing

Before the burning land party i just had to get away and i found a really peacefull place with the cannoe.

Backens

This is an old farm from the 17th century that teatermaskinen takes care of. In mid october Jocke and Leffe made pizza there and we sold that and beer to a full house, around 40 people was all we could fit. The building behind the tree is an old wharehouse with a stage build behind it... Now that i think about it maybe i should have snapped a photo of that to.

My apartment in Riddarhyttan

Here is where i live nowadays. Me and a couple of other people, depending on whats going on. My bunk is the bed on the left in the third photo from the top. I didnt take any pictures of Timothys bunk since he got a lot of stuff lying around, but theres one more small bedroom with two bunks in it.

Rehersal with Clyde

I was asked to snap photos for the rehersal of "Hamlet machine", a production of teatermaskinen together with a french director called Clyde. I took over a hundred pictures so this is just a few of them.

The rehersal may seem kind of messy, and it is. But thats how the cookie crumbles when you want to get a lot of things done.

From dads webcam

My fathers webcam has OK photo quality i think.

The symbols are my brothers, im giving them back when i got something to symbolize the right things.
The one on the left is a silk thread, the middle one is some kind of green stone and the right one is a fossilzed shellfish, might be a billion years old, or maybe 100 million or maybe just a million. The rightmost thing is pretty much an all round symbol for me since a lot of the patterns i draw have that shape.

The bracelet is one that dad made, traditional sami handcraft, reindeer leather and tin wire.

I gave away all the necklaces i made so im all out of em. My brothers got one, my brothers wife has one,  moms got one, three to different friends in Luleå, and four to friends in Riddarhyttan.

From the loo

Here is Teatermaskinen from the loo, where ive been the last 3 weeks. Ive got myself an apartment there now, living with my brother was cool for a few weeks, but in the end i need space for drawings and my litterature and such.