A technical failure may be an artistic success. The photo below would be at risk of being discarded if someone decided to sort out failed shots from the image library. But to me, it’s pure poetry.
It was taken in 2011 by my mother Gunilla Bergman. It’s me to the left, Moa at the top and Sigge between us. The peculiar little bump is a cover to a gun emplacement from the cold war; here an unmounted tank turret should assist in the defense of the sandy beaches around Viken, the place where I grew up.
So many stories in the same photo – some full of hope, some full of sorrow.