Reap the fruits of heaven – Markus Samnell

John Andersson sees things. He is flooded by images. No matter how fast he can draw, there is no way he can catch up. John Andersson is the medium for an unstoppable stream of visions of 20th century pop culture against a backdrop of dull suburban architecture from the golden era of Swedish socialism. No matter how strange or far or deep the visions go they are always rooted at home: The last stop on the green subway line south, a Stockholm satellite center surrounded by tower blocks, a square and a few shops – groceries, tobacco, flowers, hairdresser, a cafe and a restaurant with alcohol license. A home with a spectacular view over the southern suburbs, salmon colored 50’s architecture, green parks and concrete public art. A magical place with a portal to a third dimension. The future is not what it used to be, says John Andersson. It’s too dystopian these days.* Once the future used to be soaked in sweet nostalgia.