A Bit About Me

I grew up in Göteborg (Gothenburg), Sweden, the son and grandson of nurserymen.  On my dad’s side, my brother is fifth generation nurseryman and on my mother’s side third generation.

The family nursery “Kvibergs Handelsträdgård” was founded by my  grandfather in 1926.  In 1943 it moved to the location it had until it was torn down in 2015.  How that came about is, in and of itself, a story of municipal and governmental corruption, that I might rant about at some other time.

This is what the nursery looked like in the late 1960ies, as seen by the Gothenburg painter Gunnar Dahlstrand


This is how it appeared to the Gothenburg artist Anders Claussén



Here’s a family gallery as seen by  Gunnar Dahlstrand.  Gunnar was a late “member” (or maybe disciple) of the “school” known as the Gothenburg Colorists.  In “portrait” painting (as in most of his work) it was shapes, colors and light that was the focus, but he was highly skilled at capturing the essence of a person.

For instance, if you look below at the winter picture of my dad and my uncle Valter Nordin, digging up Hyacinths that are going in to the greenhouse to be forced, anyone who knew my uncle will immediately recognize him, even from this non-too-detailed painting.   Same goes for the one of my grandfather inserting a steel wire into a pine cone and the one of my brother picking daffodils.


Me at 5

“Pojke i det gröna” från 1966. Om jag minns rätt så satt jag på en fiskedåse

My dad in various work related studies:

Digging up potted daffodils from the outside ground
Cutting daffodils for the shop in the greenhouse
More daffodil forcing
Digging up (most likely) Hyacinths for forcing in the greenhouse. My uncle Valter is in the background.
Decorating wreaths for “Grave decoration day” (All saints’ day)

My mother:

I suspect my mom is “de-thorning” cut roses here. Likely late 60ies

My brother:

Picking daffodils (1990)

My [maternal] grandfather – who founded the nursery

My “morfar” (i.e. maternal grandfather) “skaftar kott” – puts steel wires into pine cones, so they can be use to decorate the “Grave decoration day” wreaths

My maternal grandmother weeding in the hot-frames

My maternal grandmother weeding the hot-frames (Mr. Dahlstrand certainly took some artistic liberties with the size of the frames - which in reality were much bigger)
My maternal grandmother (“mormor”) weeding the hot-frames (Mr. Dahlstrand certainly took some artistic liberties with the size of the frames – which in reality were much bigger – unless it’s a row of “fiskebackar”)

My first school was “Utbynässkolan” where I, for grade 1-3 had Ulla Tornblad as my teacher, and for grades 4-6 Inga-Lill Olsson.

The new wing of Utbynässkolan. If I remember right our first through third grade room was the three first windows on the second floor. I think our fourth through sixth grade class room are the last three windows of the same floor.


I’ll skip over Gamlestadsskolan (grades 7-9)

For secondary school I attended Munkebäcksgymnasiet.

Munkebäcksgymnasiet (or nowadays “Old Munkebäcksgymnasiet”, since they moved the name of the school from the area of Gothenburg called “Munkebäck” to down town – and tore down this building)

We had some absolutely fabulous teachers there, including Dr. Ann-Margret Jönsson (née Perje; Biology and Chemistry) , Dr. Bertil Westergren (Mathematics), Assar Schreiber (Physics), Göran Wessberg (Swedish, Literature and German), etc.

…This is still a stub, which needs to be expanded…

För familj och vänner (lösen)