I can actually create my own sculpture park! I realised that when I talked to a friend about my text Eight reasons to stop creating – one for not doing so. I have a small piece of land in the north of Sweden. It’s a fantastic place, close to civilisation but it seems like wilderness. It’s just by a river and surrounded by forest and steeps. 2000 there was a flooding that changed the landscape drastically. Before my land had a real house with a garden. The current took that piece of land and left the house dangling in the air before it fell down to the riverbank. There is also a very old birch on the land, the flooding made the soil so filled with water so the roots of the birch lost it’s grip and the birch fell into the river. After the flooding the soil dried and the the roots got a new grip. Slowly the birch rose again. There are still a lot of remains on the ground: bricks, concrete platforms …

There, I’m going to build a sculpture park. Right now I call it Borderland – Borderline. Because that’s what it is.