The Royal Palace (or Stockholm Palace) is the official residence and major royal palace of the Swedish monarch.

From the outside, the castle, which makes up the Tre Kronor quarter, is surrounded by Lejonbacken and Norrbro in the north, Logården and Skeppsbron in the east, Slottsbacken and the Great Church in the south, as well as the outer castle courtyard and Högvakt terrace in the northwest.

Interiorly, the castle (as of 2009) is composed of 1,430 rooms, of which 660 have windows (because, somehow, that is important). In addition to the royal residential floors, the castle houses representation and party floors of various kinds, including the Festsvåningen, the Great guest floor and the Bernadotte floor. The castle also houses the Hall of the Kingdom, the Castle Church, Gustav III’s antiquities museum, the Treasury with the royal regalia, the Armory Chamber and the Museum Tre Kronor with a cellar vault from the old castle. Until 1878, the Royal Library was also housed in the north-east wing, the so-called Library Wing today houses the Bernadotte Library. In the Chancellery wing, the Palace Archives can be found. The Royal Court has its premises in the castle, which is the workplace for around 200 permanent employees. The High Guard has guarded the castle and the royal family since 1523. The castle is 42,000 m² in size.

And we are here to see what all the fuss is about.

Alas, there is so much royal stuff in the Royal Palace, we don’t quite know where to begin.  So, let’s begin with Royal Rooms and see where that goes.

Royal Rooms

There are 1,430 rooms here, so we can show you only the most visually interesting, even if we don’t entirely know what they are for.

"The blue seats are reserved."

“The blue seats are reserved.”

This is the Rikssalen, which used to be where the King opened Parliament every year with a formal ceremony.  But that ended in 1975.  Now, it appears to be a room with metal detectors and blue-covered benches.

"It's just down the hallway.  You can't miss it."

“It’s just down the hallway. You can’t miss it.”

This place seems to have no corridors, just interconnecting rooms.  So the official description should read, “the castle (as of 2009) is composed of 1,430 rooms and no corridors, or, 1,430 corridors and no rooms, depending on your perspective.”

Turn around.

Turn around.

And this is how it looks from the other direction.  (It’s the same chandelier.)  Note that we never see anyone sitting on any chairs or sofas.  Are they just decorative?

The chandelier room.

The chandelier room.

Perhaps, in ancient times, these rooms really were illuminated by massive numbers of candles burning in hundreds of chandeliers.  Now, it just looks ostentatious.  Notice that they rolled up part of the Royal Carpet and laid down a lesser carpet for their subjects.  Nice.

The Red Chair Room with Books on the Table.

The Red Chair Room with Books on the Table.

Remember Brian and Stewie in “Road to the Multiverse“?  Well, this is the universe where bookshelves were never invented so all books had to be exactly the same size so they could be stacked on long tables with red chairs.

Whose idea was this?

Whose idea was this?

If that table cloth is not perfectly lined up, His Majesty will instantly know it and will have you executed.

Royal Chairs

Royal Rooms must have Royal Chairs, mustn’t they?

The so-called Silver Throne.

The so-called Silver Throne.

Queen Kristina’s silver throne is a throne that has been used by Swedish monarchs at solemn ceremonies such as coronations, accessions to the throne and the ceremonial opening of the Riksdag.

Ha ha.  It’s not really silver, but rather wood covered with silver and a silver-colored cloth seat cushion.  Couldn’t have a royal bum resting on real silver, could we now?

Someone went shopping at Ikea, I think.

Someone went shopping at Ikea, I think.

According to a placard, this room was designed for King Carl XVI Gustaf‘s 25th Jubilee. There was a contest, and this was the winner.  Imagine the King preparing for this momentous event, hearing rumors of the great expense and effort. The day finally arrives.  “Okay Carl XVI, close your eyes!”   Yeah, I’ll bet that was a great surprise for him!

The Sad Chair.

The Sad Chair.

Like, who sits in this chair?  Is it a punishment? Maybe it was just an extra chair, so they stuck it in this alcove.

What's wrong with this picture?

What’s wrong with this picture?

At first you think, “Oh, this is a nice chair,” and then you realize it’s for someone with very short legs.  VERY short legs. And a very long torso.  But at least it is placed on a thick mat that may or may not be soft.

The Empire Salon.

The Empire Salon.

A placard informs us that is used to be Duke Fredrik Adolf’s antechamber, but is not a salon.  Well, not to brag, but I have nicer looking furniture in my living room.  And what’s with the outcast chair?  “Sven, you’re in the doghouse.  It’s the red chair for you!”

Royal Objects

In the Royal Palace, Royal Objects are displayed.

The Royal Phallus.

The Royal Phallus.

This suggestively-shaped garment is in fact the Coronation cloak for the Queen of Sweden.  You can see that the Queen must be of a standard height to ascend to the Royal Throne.

The Royal Train.

The Royal Train.

The tradition of wearing Coronation cloaks ended with Gustaf V. He was the first Swedish king since the High Middle Ages not to have a coronation and so never wore the king’s crown, a practice that has continued ever since.  Even cooler, he represented Sweden (under the alias of Mr G.) as a competitive tennis player, keeping up competitive tennis until his 80s.

The Sacred Phallus.

The Sacred Phallus.

This is a vestment of the bishop of the order, from about 1783.  This is apparently a Cope.  It has a Japanese look to it, if you ask me.

The Swedes and their chests....

The Swedes and their chests….

This hardy fellow is from the early 1700’s.  The crown jewels were stored here until 1732.  It looks like there might be a poisoned dart that shoots out if you don’t open it correctly, but, sadly, no.

My, what a large chest you have.

My, what a large chest you have.

This is an iron chest for the regalia (“crown, scepter, and other ornaments used at a coronation”) made by Andreas Hultman in 1732.  It has 25 spring bolts.  Beyond that, I don’t know why it’s here.

Extreme close-up.

Extreme close-up.

There is no explanation as to why it has 25 spring locks and not, say, 12, or 47.

Overkill.

Overkill.

If you have a silver tray, you probably store it in a cabinet.  If you are Swedish Royalty, then that silver tray has its own custom-made storage unit.  I shudder to think of how long it took the Royal Servants to put away all the silverware.

Royal Medals

You can’t be a proper Royal King or Royal Anything without a lot of medals to show how important you are.

His Majesty Carl XVI "Warf" Gustaf.

His Majesty Carl XVI “Warf” Gustaf.

His Royalship display a number of medals, no doubt earned in various military campaigns.  He must use a sword to stabilize himself so he won’t topple over from the weight…at least, that’s what I think.

Not as good as Carl XVI, but still, a good start.

Not as good as Carl XVI, but still, a good start.

According to a placard, these medals are King Gustaf V’s Comemorative badge of His 70th birthday in 1928, King Gustaf V’s Comemorative badge of His 90th birthday in 1948, King Gustaf VI Adolf’s Comemorative Medal of His 85th birthday in 1967, Medal in commemoration of the colon New Sweden in America 1938, Medal in commemoration of the Swedish pioneers in USA 1948, Home Guard Medal of Merit, Swedish National Athletics Union Jubilee Medal 1953 and; CoronationMedal of Queen Elizabeth II of England 1953.

So, I guess you can get these for just about everything.  And, yes, they spelled “Comemorative” that way.

Show me your orders, soldier!

Show me your orders, soldier!

These colorful ribbons were awarded to His Royal Highness Prince Bertil for all kinds of fun things like state visits and traveling.  Sweet.

How dainty.

How dainty.

From 1813 until 1905, diamond ornamented badges were awarded by the Swedish King.  They were, in fact, a personal gift of the King and paid for privately. (Probably with money the King earned on a side job.)  The good news is that you are allowed to keep them even after you die.

Even more diamond ornamented badges.

Even more diamond ornamented badges.

This badge seems more manly, if wearing such a thing can be considered “manly” at all.

Everyone is doing it!

Everyone is doing it!

Yeah, after a while, it does seem like Royal Folks should find better things to do than to award Royal Medals and Ribbons.

The Royal Hilt of the Royal Sword.

The Royal Hilt of the Royal Sword.

We are beginning to think they owned a diamond mine.

Hear ye, hear ye!

Hear ye, hear ye!

This dandy attire was worn by the State Herald and is in the same cut as the ceremonial dress of a Knight of the Order of the Seraphim.  You can see that it has only one Royal Medal. 

Yes, it included a hat.

Yes, it included a hat.

Sadly, this costume was last worn in 1806 at the coronation of King Carl XV.

 

 

Along with the plethora of Royal Medals, there is an abundance of Royal Jewels here at the Royal Palace.

Royal Art

Let us leave the world of diamonds and ribbons, and explore Royal Art.

A Swedish Roadrunner painted this.

A Swedish Roadrunner painted this.

As we wander this Royal Palace, we note the influence of Greece, Rome, Germany, Russia, and Italy, to name a few.  We realize that there is no true “Swedish” culture (or American or Peruvian or Gambian); we are all a conglomerate of influences stretching to parts unknown.

There is much Royal Art here, and it’s up to us to interpret it.  We will do our best.

Ceiling art at its finest.

Ceiling art at its finest.

In this scene, a mother teases her children by providing a fruit to one child but not to another.  In the distance, a human-moth mutant preys on swallows.

Even more ceiling art.

Even more ceiling art.

A woman rides a bench through the clouds.  A small child recklessly dangles four other children from thin strings. A fellow with a hammer rides in a chariot pulled by four horses; they appear to be about to plunge over a cliff.  In the foreground, a woman sits on a white crescent and an owl flies past.

Time for a tapestry.

Time for a tapestry.

A fellow in red, sporting a crown and carrying a wand of sorts, walks through a forest followed VERY closely by other guys.  In the background is a makeshift toilet facility.

This is a carpet, but it's hanging on a wall.

This is a carpet, but it’s hanging on a wall.

Some girls were sitting around a vase discussing the dearth of men.  They called to the gods to send them a man worthy of their love.  An angel grabbed an unsuspecting guy and dragged him down from heaven.  In the distant clouds, a god spits.

More rug art.

More rug art.

In this scene, a guy in a red cloak is resting near a sewage outlet pipe, minding his own business.  He sees two girls racing each other and about to plunge into the polluted water.  He beckons them to stop, but they pay him no heed, intent as they are on winning the race.

The final rug.

The final rug.

In this masterpiece, someone’s pet pig was drinking at the pond when it was set upon by vicious hounds.  The villagers rush to the pig’s aid, intent on slaying the hounds.  Alas the villagers’ flowing capes foul their spears and arrows, and the pig soon becomes an evening meal.

Cross-over art.

Cross-over art.

This book depicts attempts to redesign chess pieces to match Swedish dandies.  Here we have a Knight, bolding spanning two squares, daring the other pieces to advance.  Where will he move next? You. Don’t. Know!!

It was a dark and stormy night.

It was a dark and stormy night.

We are guessing that this depicts the Black Plague.  These are all the people left, and the men in the center are discussing the fact that there are only those two women on the right who remain in the village, and they are 16 years old and, thus, too old to marry.

Shouldn't he be wearing a helmet?

Shouldn’t he be wearing a helmet?

This fellow wanted to be remembered as bigger than life, so they put him on a tiny horse.  And why isn’t he in the battle, fighting for his country?

Lady in red.

Lady in red.

This lady is sad because she is having herself painted and has but one plain red dress to wear.  On the other hand, the black devil-cat at the bottom right is pretty cool.

 

 

There is also a large collection of Royal Animal Art.

Royal Zoolander

Mugatu: “Who cares about Derek Zoolander anyway? The man has only one look for Christ’s sake!”

In this section, we explore the Zoolander Syndrome.

Woman sitting on very large red chair.

Woman sitting on very large red chair.

A woman sits on a chair, her face illuminated by the light behind her.

I can tell by the pixels.

I can tell by the pixels.

Here, the artist painted everything but the woman, then just Photoshopped her in at the end.

A steely gaze.

A steely gaze.

A brave officer with only a few decorations gazes out across an unknown battlefield, daring the enemy to challenge his courage.

A few years later.

A few years later.

His uniform is dirty and must be covered with a cloak and his hair is starting to curl from the weariness of battle, yet still his eyes challenge an unseen enemy.

A few more years later.

A few more years later.

Unable to fight as he is weighted down with endless medals, his hair fully curled giving him a devil-may-care attitude, he goads the enemy, knowing they will not attack such a hero.

Royal Statues

Swedish Royal folks would be nothing without Swedish Royal Statues.

The Hall of Statues.

The Hall of Statues.

In Sweden, if you have a chair that looks like it was purchased from Ikea, they will put a rope around it.  However, statues are fully exposed.  We do, however, refrain from any graffiti.

The Hall of Heads.

The Hall of Heads.

If you can’t be bothered to make an entire statue, the head will do.  Besides, you can fit a lot more of them in a room.

Vågen och Stranden

Vågen och Stranden

From a distance, this statue looks like “Girl giving a handy.”  Sadly, it’s not.

But, let's get back to basics.

But, let’s get back to basics.

A good artist gives focus to the back of a statue, and a good museum is careful to display the work in its entirety.

Man impaled by branch.

Man impaled by branch.

The sculpturer used a tree trunk to enable the man to stand; clever but, still, I find this unsettling.

Woman with costume malfunction.

Woman with costume malfunction.

The careful placement of mirrors allows us to enjoy the whole piece.

A Roman emperor with a most unfortunate name.

A Roman emperor with a most unfortunate name.

And so we end our lighthearted look as Swedish Royalty and Royalty-ness.  Come back next time when we visit museums in Stockholm, including the Vasa Museum.

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