I am primarily a painter
… And so the creations beside painting… the happy surface!
Creating clothes, a wonderful way to get to the surface and relieve the mind…in contrast to the deep-seated emotions that drive me in my painting.
a wonderful way to get to the surface
I´m working a lot in photoshop… it is a great toal to extand you´r dreams.
ON THE THRESHOLD
a poetic interpretation of the approach to the room between!
My room is separated from the pace of the surroundings in an outright way. It´s a mystery, and it characterizes my work. Though time is still in my room, I am moving fast. … we are coexisting – an creative battle that seems to be an never ending story… my destiny!
Lexby 1960 – I was 5 years
Alli, my godmother and me!
My Language… these were not ordinary letters!
I did found it when I was five years old, a truly magical moment!
With pad and pencil at my desk in my room that I shared with one of my four sisters, I began to explore my inner world. I spent much of my youth, from the age of 14 till I turned 20, living in a state of dreams and visions — engrossed in a my surroundings. When I turned 20, I began to seriously and purposefully develop my artistry. Different material and approaches make up my toolbox and my life in a constantly evolving process. I am drawn like a moth to the light to, for me, new creative circumstances and processes. I find myself in constant creation! Sometimes it’s just wonderful when my creative process set out as an immortal state! And sometimes it´s horrible… why do I not work safe?
I have taught painting – but I myself – have not attended any higher education. I learn while the act is going on. it has not suited me to spend too much time in social structures and moreover I have not had time to set aside because of my need for expression has driven me on my own path.
Grandpa Kalle – 89 – on his motorcycle!
I think I have to thank my grandfather’s genes for both good and evil… he educated himself according to his interest… and developed so many! He painted, built his house and his boat – Sailed alone across the Kattegat – he knew 9 languages, he became an expert on orchids he filmed and photographed- absolutely wonderful pictures-unusual for that time… and he did much more…
Profession – he was the kind polisman in the street – it is first long time after his death that I realize that he was something of his own kind!