mars 17, 2014 § 2 kommentarer
When I was a kid, I used sometimes to curl myself in our dogs place. Lying there together was warm, kind of safe and soothing. The soft fur, the smell of animal could change a crying child to a sleepy girl.
mars 17, 2014 § Legg igjen en kommentar
The elephant is coming home. At last. The girl is welcoming the big animal. The cat and the dog are also greeting the elephant. That is all I know about this picture. Or, maybe I know more. But I have chosen to tell you only this. Maybe you have another story to tell about the elephant?
I really enjoy my diamond drypoint working on the surface of the copper. Diamonds are marvelous tools for drawing on copper and plexiglas. The copper feels like soft butter under my hands. I like this feeling. The lines of the drypoint is almost hairy. Different from the sharp etched line.
februar 21, 2014 § 2 kommentarer
Small girsl without fear. Speaking to the dragon, running side by side with a tiger. Drypoint on copper and plexiglas.
januar 30, 2014 § 2 kommentarer
These prints are a kind of window back to childhood. Was it an elk in the forest or a bent tree? Is the strange woman dangerous or funny? Are the forest in the night filled with other things than in daytime? The night time is a time for fantasy. But also fear of darkness. As an artist, I am allowed to play at work. I do it often. Are you able to play at work or other places? Do it. It makes wonders.
januar 25, 2014 § Legg igjen en kommentar
Hvordan kan jeg som billedkunstner beskrive nærhet, ekstase og magiske øyeblikk? Det er vanskelig. Jeg leter etter svar på dette spørsmålet.
januar 21, 2014 § Legg igjen en kommentar
A floating world. Two old trees. Grass. The small world is floating in the air. A visit from an angel. The copperplate is almost too huge for my printing press, 70 x 80 cm. I love to work with the drypoint, you work directly into the plate with a needle. This is mostly done with a diamond. This plate is meant for changing. The title «The world is changing» helps me to rembember the change. Next step is to remove something. And add something else. It is like working on a story.
januar 18, 2014 § 2 kommentarer
A world without the sounds of birds is an impossible imagination. At this time of the year they are slowly increasing their songs. We think it is kind of romantic to listen to them. But their songs contains meanings like «Fuck off!» or «This is my territory, I will kill you if you come near my tree!» Anyway, this is a kind of music I enjoy.