Feeling blue

I took some time away from the studio and came back today. As to my thrilling experience, I felt: Shit, this is just great. Loads of new work that just looks great even if not fully finished yet.

I am just so happy with it. Like a fish in the blue sea.

Sad to say, however, I hoped this year would give me the satisfaction of really starting to show them not only at local artgalleries around Sweden, but instead with a major show that counts and that could give me the credibility as a grown up artist ready to exhibit world-wide.

This would be the perfect time for it. When ready, all my work could make up such an exhibition that eyes could cry for it.

Gigantic proportions of work is behind it all, hours and days of continous effort toward great pieces of art. But if not exhibited in the right environment, it's still meaningless. Sold? Yes, I guess. But then what? Still the same. Year by year. Same, same, same.And it is not fair. They should be shown in marvelous shows in important places, not just randomly disappear. Please give me the exhibition of my life, I am ready for it!





Acrylic on aquarelle paper.



Three new works. The two smaller ones are not finished yet, but will soon be.