Hi everyone. The rest of this post will be in Swedish, as this is a letter to my grandma. She is way too cool for email, and I’m too uncool to figure out how to send photos in the regular mail or over the phone.
Sorry english-speakers, and y’all who’s only interested in the art. I’ll make it up to you sometime. But right now Grandma has requested photos of my “house”!
Here’s a new painting, inspired by the time I was in school, and me and my friends used to collect bottles to trade in for candy.
Ok, not quite. In reality I only wanted to paint a little shop, and the bottle-idea came along on the way.
Hello! Happy saturday everybody! I’m having my first day off in what feels like forever, and it’s well needed. I have a lot of things I’d like to do with my free day, like rebuilding my working space, finish sewing a dress I started on two years ago, fix my boots, repair the fence… I probably won’t be doing any of those things though. My only plan is to take a really long walk with the dog (she truly deserves a day of attention), finally drink that beer that’s been waiting for me in the fridge for months, and to write this blog post. So here we go.
Just like it took me longer than it should to realize that I could use my current interest for mushrooms to make art, so did it take a while for me to start combining the mushrooms with my love for tiny houses.
I don’t know what took me so long. Mushroom houses are already a big thing, and I’ve drawn some before I got interested in the fungi-species. Oh well, at least it hit me eventually.
Here’s the steps I took to make my latest mushroom-painting.
Merry Christmas, or happy whatever other holiday you’re engaged in!
I’m no fan of holiday-celebrations myself. It’s not that I have anything against christmas, it just happens to be filled with things that makes me nervous, so I usually try to avoid it all.
I was planning on spending the day alone, but agreed to come with my boyfriend to his mom’s house. Luckily, their idea of a good christmas celebration looks a lot like mine. They spent the whole day playing computer games and watching series, and I was listening to music and painting this:
It almost beats that one year when the whole celebration was eating clementines and watching die hard.
Hope everyone else also got to spend the weekend the way they wanted to.
I want to move.
I really, really want to go someplace else.
I want to live somewhere where I can have my own table to paint at, to be able to have both a paper and a laptop out at the same time. Somewhere where the whole house doesn’t lift from the ground each time someone takes a step.