It was a performance in its most ingenious expression…almost medieval.
Beatrice in VIGIL
Through her I portrayed the funeral both of an era and Queen Elisabeth
mixed technique of charcoal sketches that were later digitally assembled – it can become a work for print.
I did portray the death and the burial of Queen Elizabethan era
through Beatrice.
I kind of got “struck” by her – her grief went right through the window into my studio!
It touched me deeply that they were standing there for public viewing, with their claws – watched by prying eyes – but especially Beatrice. It was heartbreaking and in the same time pure and beautiful!
Beatrice went right through the screen, in to my studio. I was incredibly touched by her figure, her grief and her concentrated determination not to break down. To stand there and really just mourn her grandmother, while the church is filled with people mourning the passing of an era as.
Vulnerable and skinless – she held herself together, under an odd mourning garment. Maybe the garments served as protection – m
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mixed technique of charcoal sketches that were later digitally assembled – it can become a work for print.
I’m back at work after summer and other things. Linking back to the project “In the Glow of the Dragon”, which has been renamed TRUST – in which this painting that I describe in the clip – TRUST – is included.
I was by post getting cut pieces off my paintings. It was extra heavy the day a package fell in containing a doll with dried out eyes, severed hands – what do you do with such things – I went to a priest, and asked if he could take care of it, just in case that something happened. It took 4 years to restore life, desire and happiness.
I became a kind of warrior – digital work mixed with sculpture
the impact it all had on my work
MY art – my visual world completely disappeared – somehow I eventually got everything out of the apartment I lived in – all the black, all the whips, skeletons, barbed wire and other things – I don’t remember how , but somehow it happened.
Thanks to my father, I had this apartment to both live and work in – as everything was gone, both work and clothes, I would find a new form to exist. I found a pair of military pants and a black leather jacket in a basement (can’t remember which one) – bought a pair of rough hiking shoes – and that became my outfit for 3 years – summer, autumn, winter and spring. It was tough – I love clothes, playing with the outside, make-up, poofing and puffing – but I put all that on the shelf – I became a kind of warrior. I got help in getting a little friend – a Yorkshire terrier – named Ida – She was probably sent from heaven, I actually think so… she opened the window to life & play again
In order to survive, I started teaching – art – at the community school.
self portrait : mixed media – a window right into my being for the moment – Cardboard glued to wood – chalk, charcoal, collage – 100 x 130 cm
For a couple of years it was just lines all over the walls, lines and more lines… I realized I was trying to understand the air around me – very primitive – very intuitive – extremely serious – I was struggling to regain my understanding of my existence.
AND SO IT HAPPENED!
A completely magical vibrating night, I gave birth to a visual language – I call this my image-letters!
These images are like molecules in my paintings … my paintings are based in structure on various combinations of these – it is a kind of DNA code that has become visible.
1991
I was asked to make an interior design and one of the picture-letters developed and became the center of the entire interior design work – it’s a bit fun to show it here in this context
The Core
This became the core of my work – art and interior design at Evas Paley – 1991 – avenue/Gothenburg of my work
1994
And the picture-letter continued – it became a collection that I call the Linné group – all with, just for this picture designed frame gold leaf – with logo.
So, what a fantastic day we had – the last wonderful summer days – and then this fantastic Millesgården. How could I never have been there?? It was my first time and I was amazed at all the beauty, care and work that went into the farm to preserve it for everyone. They also have a great lunch restaurant, lovely view where we took a break… yummy, what a day! The art gallery was very nice, where the exhibition +++ was taking place. In the film clip below, you can glimpse some of the impressions.
Why do we have such a hard time accepting differences – I wonder – do we want everyone to be the same shape? How do we get our brains to choose wonder instead of judgement?
So longing – today for my painting “Lolita Express”!
Maybe – when I finish ongoing projects – that I go and recreate Lolita – in all the forms she became on one and the same canvas… but many canvases as figures.
Lost Virgin: oil on canvas – approx: 150 x 100 cm 1980
Isn’t it the case that there is a lost innocence/virgin in each of us – painful sadness – something significant given that was not recognized – everyone is right in their interpretation of Lost Virgin.
Once I tried to buy back – Lost Virgin – but lo and behold it didn’t work!
Unfortunately, there are many “lost Paintings” from this time zoon – but here are some who made it, a selection!
self learning – how to and how to noT!
I chose in this school of my own to still depict events, feelings and thoughts – it became a type of surrealism – as I see it this way in retrospect.
talking: oil on canvas approx:135×100 cm 1980
George, Soile and me -73
Two friends who were very important to me, growing up – Soile-best friend/for a while – George, reading the paper, my first great love!
George, and behind him, one of his friends
1979
I was very focused on what the truth really is about reality alert to leakage – perceived some kind of spiritual help – to see – while not really knowing a bit about the origin of that help.
I moved away from home shortly after I turned 17 – not because I was ready for it, but because I couldn’t stand the facade of a family that no longer existed.
The world, us – social structures, people, nature – earthly existence scared me so extremely – and actually still does!
