I was on a drive, one day, with a fellow photographer, and we stopped to take a photo of this barn lieing alone on top of a shallow hilltop, bearing the cold Swedish winter winds. I imagine if I were wandering about in the wilderness whilst trying to escape death by freezing, I might find this humble structure a piece of heaven. It’s amazing how a photo’s frame (I’m talking edges here, not an actual frame like you might buy at IKEA ) can tell a different story. Just to the left of this cabin is a cluster of homes, some new, some old, but not very compatible alongside this cabin. Imagine if I decided to push them into the frame? Hmmm. I think it would ruin the idea of aloneness and quiet I was trying to convey.