Charcoal, acrylic, oil, collage, cut and paste. Everything he has at hand and everything he has in his head is translated into art. There is something about Bertil that holds a lot. Thoughts that cannot be calmed down. An unease about society, about the lies he believes we surround ourselves with, about how easily we let others think for us. Politics and the media control what we should think. Community is used as a word of praise, while the individual is made suspicious. For Bertil, it is the opposite. It is the individual that must be strengthened.