Russkiij Bazaar


Cottage cheese-filled pancakes, sauerkraut, weird sodas, cow’s intestines, dried fish snacks and Russian dumplings etc.

Guess who finally found the local Slavic grossery store on Mare Street? (Not far from The Last Tuesday Society with its stuffed lion cubs, bicephalous (two-headed) lambs and bats, all for sale.) Enough to feed my Slavic/Scandinavian houshold for two days I’m sure!

Next time I’m going I need to get “Boom,” the sweetened sparkling vodka in a champagne bottle!

Plus I miss my Canon G9 so much. It just up and died one day (party) imbetween me taking shots. Way to hide the fuse deep in its core so that it costs like half a new camera to exchange it! For reals, not cool, Canon.

Comment | June 13th, 2010

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Diary, 1993: 9 Juni

Sommar låv och jag har varit i malmö mäd fritids
vi var i en park som hete (mammas handstil:) MALMÖ PARK först åt jag en bulle sen köpte jag en glass som kosta sex kr. Sen gick jag in på terariet som kosta ota kr det fans fågel-spindlar, ödlor, sjöldpador, krokodiler, ormar, papigojor,fiskar, och apor. En apa ville ha min glass. Sen åkte jag radio bilarna och var i spök borgen!

2 comments | June 9th, 2010

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The Rake Is Elected

From a project I’m wrapping up at the moment. We handed in our portfolios for the summer term about two weeks ago so I just assumed school was over. Jonna however pointed out that this wasn’t the case a week ago, so I had just lost a weeks worth of working, guiding Loka and Carl-Michael around this beautiful capital. But it was time well spent so who’s complaining?

On a side note, it’s really hard to get a hold of good home brewn in this country, so most coffee addicts are forced to resort to the instant spectrum of caffeine fixes. Luckily I imported some filter cups from Sweden last time I was home so now I can get too over-energized to work in a tasty manner. If you’re going to slash your attentionspan in half (resulting in rambling blog posts) you should do it with style. Notice the slow pour of post-boiling water as not to burn the coffee and soak up as much of it as possible, a too hasty procedure resulting in a watery taste and insufficent leg tremblings. (My English isn’t nearly good enough to be writing like this…)

Results of coffee intake and a tight deadline for a number of projects: Doodling for fantasy future projects on the back of sketches for the ones I should be focusing on.

Also I started to draw a diary. More on that soon. On the first pages I found some year-old sketches for Några feta, this one being particularly funny. If you know Swedish!

Comment | June 8th, 2010

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I met Chris Ware


Mine and Slopp’s signed Corrigans.

He said the copy of Jimmy Corrigan I had just bought an hour earlier (the cue took a while) was “wrong.” I nearly apologised, this is the guy who left his publishers because they stuck a bar code sticker on one of his books. But then he said it’s the way it’s supposed to look. Sigh of relief. I didn’t tell him I wrote a 26 page essay about the sleeve of McSweeneys 13, though.


I was surprised he didn’t have a more clever signing for JCtSKoE. Just look at the one below:


Acme Novelty Library #16: “Jan Bielecki 1992, C. Ware 2010″

2 comments | June 4th, 2010

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Suddenly she was there…

Comment | May 20th, 2010

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