One year after the 2nd World War Grandfather Kalle draws my grandmother Astrid and I have pasted this original drawing of grandfather into my work: “And the Angels Weep”
There she is – sitting at the food court in, lays solitaire.
Maybe the dramas was already there in grandma’s solitaire – I pasted the ID bracelet from trauma unit over the drawing. Imagine if it is so, that everything is already predicted!! It’s scary anyway… why are you here? What is the purpose? Is it that one should get those experiences imprinted as traces in one’s soul? I would rather choose to be free, instead of living on a planet, I want to fly around, between many planets!… At least I think so!
What does her card really show, does she see the future – does she see the time that is now disappearing into a completely different future?
This drawing becomes so valuable on both a personal and general humanistic level in my painting, where I portray both a time that shines – crazy and wild – a time that disappears and a pesronic death – an ongoing transformation that we all ride! We have not developed our inner being to the technological level we are at.
It’s absolutely crazy – we turned the cherub into an angel of death.
Utby -The house at Österlyckan that my grandfather built himself
The house is still there, downloaded image from Google maps
