I show my CV in pictures, partly because I think it says more – I am an image-seeing individual – and partly because I have no education to link to my work. On my page “about me” – regarding education – I refer to genes – my grandfather Kalle – who was a self-learning man. It has definitely suited me to be alone when I am creative … I am driven mainly by my desire – to realize what is invisible to me, to make it visible – that is the simple explanation!
My artistic expression is, through life, a reflection of where I just then / now been / am. I have been busy with the creative process since I was 21 years old. The times in life the process has faded, so too has my zest for life diminished. Yes, it is also a short summary of everything that is life & personality. I have despite the above prologue actually taught painting part time for about 4 years… but the last six months the students had me as a still life steleben, lying on a table… it was not because of laziness, just so weakened by the context.
I started 76 – I had my first art show – 1981
– if anyone sees it anywhere, I would appreciate being contacted. It was stolen… and it has a very special meaning. Maybe it is in the same place as a couple of other paintings, objects of mine that happened to the same event.
”Deathroad”, lether on wood.
The New Language!
– after a year of struggling with simple sketched lines all over
the walls in my studio, over and over… at least five times and each time tearing
it down – I got in contact with something holy… an inner
language! Slowly I could find stories to tell again… the work developed, and
has done ever since. Some of my work during the years after 1983 are
heavily dependent upon ”The Picture Letter”.
oil on canvas 120×150 cm
triptych: carton, sized wood. Size; 163”x78”/414cmx197cm. Mixed media: collage, carton – oven paper, pastel. (private collection)
mixed technology: pastels, various types of paper, 170×100 cm
Exhibition, Art Now Gallery: Zeppa paintings, Anthony Caro sculptures.
I HEARD the silent air roar and howl [zeppa]
oil on canvas
STOCKHOLM ART FAIR – 1988 – 1989
ART SHOW V:a Hamngatan
Exhibition V:a Hamngatan – 1991 – Gothenburg Sweden
The Linné Group
Exhibition Studio Linné
1991 – 1996
The Eagle Has Landed
Article: About the opening of exhibition:
”The Eagle has Landed”
1998 Exhibition: The Eagle Has Landed
”Letter from Diana”
The interlude work
I was invited to the grafitti projekt, ”Everwanting Streets” at Röda Sten
in Gothenburg, and chose to take part with the interlude work.
‘Letter from Diana”
EXHIBIT at Mölndals Museum, Fors-cafét.
film 2.31 min – september 2022
”Where Art Thou”
”Kind of Unspeakeble”
NATIONAL MUSEUM I Tbilsi
Link to Exhibition – National Museum – Tiblisi – Georgien
starting experimenting with papié-mashé
”Helmet Meeting Bull”
Collaboration: zeppa:costym and scenery, dancer Carmen Olsson
“PANG”… a lot of sketches in the 2 years work
The portrait project
film 1.36 min september 2022
I´m starting this year to create clothes!
… very good exercise in “having a blast” on the surface!
... while doing the dress to carmens dans
film 1 min
2016 – FORWARD
titel for these smaller objects – kind of a group –
UDDEVALLA KONSTHALL_ Bohuslän museum
Teaser for a Dance-music video_Konsthallen, Bohuslän museum, Studiefrämjandet_before the celebration of Women’s Day on March 8. teaser_ahead of the celebration of International Woman’s Day March 8
film 2.22 min
ZEPPA & CARMEN OLSSON
RESSIDENS KUNGSBACKA THEATRE
The performance between Kyoto and Mölndal
Short film collage, different parts, interpreted by zeppa
Carmen Olsson has been given a residence in Trollhättan’s art gallery – and so has the textil artist Pernilla Eskilsson
WE ARE – Carmen and I – in some collaboration there during her stay.
the scenery from PANG, will be moved from my studio to Trollhättan … again in the light with new meaning!
artwork – mixed media – print and oil – in progress
It is ongoing…
Film 3.40 min
In the middle of Sweden, where the forest is big and dense. Just leaving a funeral – family related – I sat in the back seat of the car. Everyone was tired, it was just the beginning of a long journey home. I looked out and reflected sadly on life’s wobbly ways and ends. In the midst of all the shadow, suddenly it flashed a mass of glittering light.
It sparkled in the forest – I didn’t quite understand what I had seen.