So pack Thomas and Anna-Clara Tidholm again his literary bag for a journey through life. Over the years there have been many tours. ”The journey to Ugri-La-Brek” is now a classic if to reconcile themselves with death. ”Kaspers all the days,” writes a wonderful story about the world when it was still ”sing and sprutt everywhere”. ”Åke-the book” take the children long in the imagination. In the ”Want to have a sister” traveling big brother from loneliness to community and fully inclusive is Anna-Clara Tidholms own ”All must go”. To name a few.
Through the entire Tidholmarnas writing is a willingness to tell, discuss and see far more than what can immediately be inferred from the text and the picture. Just the way I perceive also ”the Way to Mormorsvägen”, a frifräsig interpretation of ”little red riding Hood”. After a time the Brothers Grimm wrote down the tale about the girl who goes to the sick grandmother with forward, surprised by the wolf but is rescued by the hunter, it is in a way an early form of girlpower.
, lurked the terrible in the forest. In our urbanized existence, the city is a dangerous environment. In ”the Road to Mormorsvägen” is a little Hood to go home to snuviga grandmother with candy. But the Hood has the hard to find since the grandmother have just moved. The unfamiliar street names spins: Paketgatan, Kartonggatan, Förpackningsgatan. But where is the Mormorsgatan? The hat looking for in the unknown block and the right as it come across she on a man with a big nose and small dog. Doubtful she can still gubbens directions.
Luvans twisting walk is a stretch to harvest, but also a hike through the democratic party. She passes the townhouses where all residents ”want to have it as good as all the others who live on this street…”. So follow the elegant quarters of the city where no children are visible, but the residents have ”white clothes and big hats”. Valutavägen called when one of the streets, the one that ends in Pizzicatogatan where the gardens are suddenly unkempt for ”the only thing they care about is the music…”. So follow the quarter where all the squats in the rear drawn-down shutters and security cameras, then Seniorvägen for the elderly, Söderhavsvägen for those who dream about the sun, so Skumraskbacken and eventually it worn baracklägret on Knaperstigen.
finally reaches the Hat granny where eventually also the old man with the big nose turns up and turns out to be the Grandmother’s good friend with the surname Johansson-Warg.
in the forest need to necessarily constitute a danger. Perhaps it is instead the unequal conditions, the deep divisions between those who sit and sippar juice on Krusidullgatan and those who are freezing in tents on the Knaperstigen, which is the biggest threat? As so often, otherwise it takes Anna-Clara and Thomas Tidholm up the discussion but for the sake of to say that life is simple.
Anna-Clara Tidholms detailed photos well illustrates how large the differences are. Bigeye takes the Hat, in red rock, of course, between the rich, the between the and the poor. The further and lonelier life seems the more darkness in the images. This is a lot to think about and talk about, but at the same time, of course, the book can be read as a straight story about the girl on the way to grandma’s. Yet, there is something schablonartat in the environments in the Hat go by. Rich sippar juice on the balcony. The children of parents who work sitting abandoned on a playground and nibbling chips. Musicians families crapping in their gardens… How many bottoms of this book, holds one ounce of surprising simplification in an unfortunate way, in fact, something reduces the whole.
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