I have a dream, a song to sing
When I was a little boy I used to collect film stars. They were like playing cards with photos of famous Hollywood faces and music idols like Elvis Presley. Those stars could just as well have been living on another planet, that’s how distant and unattainable they were for a smalltown boy like me growing up in Västervik. Did we dare even for a second to dream of becoming a star like Elvis, me and my friends? Never. None of us did. The stars lived in a faraway, enchanted dream world and the rest of us were firmly planted in reality.
I was to become part of that dream world, to meet people with the same star status as Elvis and they came to treat me as their equal. That incredible leap is a fact that my intellect has grasped. Emotionally, however, I’ve never fully come to terms with it. It wasn’t a dream come true, really, because that dream was never dreamt. But it’s a story of how the most unlikely you can think of nevertheless can happen.
Slottsholmen isn’t just a building for me. It may sound grand, but I also want it to tell the tale of how you can reach for the stars and still keep your roots. I want things that open windows to the world to happen at Slottsholmen. There will be parties, music, great food and drink and dancing on the jetty, of course, but also content that can challenge, excite and enrich.
Very often I get to hear that what I have created and co-created through the years has touched and made a difference to a lot of people. It’s amazing and humbling and I want to take the inspiration it gives me to Slottsholmen. I want to make Slottsholmen a place for those who want to make a difference, but most of all, it will be a meeting place for people who just want to laugh and have a good time. That’s my dream.