A couple of days ago I had some problems trying to get photos of Husby Centrum[a], the place where I lived the first 27 years of my life. I was told that I needed a permit to take photos there, because it "made people nervous". The whole concept that I should not be able to show people where I lived most of my life is stupid beyond words; this time I was armed with more than a vague idea of what the law stated - I had read up on Stockholm City's website, checked Fotosidan for articles about public spaces and the laws surrounding them.
All for nothing. Because I walked around completely unhindered and shot the following photos:
I think some comments in regards to Rosengård[d] are appropriate. As I wrote in that entry, Husby isn't ranked as the best place in Stockholm. But what shocked me about Rosengård was just how run down that place was. I just want to point out that here in Husby, the grass is mowed and green, and that there isn't trash lying around everywhere. I also want to contrast the fountain in Rosengård[e] with this fountain in Husby[f]. While both have been shampooed, the former was filled with concrete, while the latter is still filled with water.
These things (grass and fountains and trash) may sound insignificant, but they really do make a lot of difference. One place looks civilized and living, the other abandoned and dead. If we accept that we are shaped in part by our environment, it is obvious which one makes a positive and which one makes a negative contribution.