remember Lilly ...

and I do rember her. She was   
sweet and naughty with

humour. The word humble 
was not a word she knew. 

She loved my bed and my 
food. This is her in 
intaglio, on paper.

Most of my life ends up

on paper it looks like.

The other day I had some 
visitors, P.C. and Elvis,

Petter and Fredrik

and Kari.

I enjoyed that!

They saw my life 
on paper.

My book is a part of it.