So I had this exhibition in London, England. Everything had gone so fast. I was all over the news in Sweden already. TV, newspapers, magazines, radio...you name it.

My exhibition was fantastic. Many friends had arrived from Sweden, some famous people, big fancy gallery, swedish press was there, did a radio interview with Swedish P3 live and direct and everybody cheering. Except me who felt smaller and smaller and thought all my paintings were bs. After that I had panic attacks. So I said no to come back to London, said no to Paris etc and bought a house at the countryside to raise my kids, got a cat and some chicken. Re-grow. Not until -96 did I answer any foreign invites.