Life is unpredictable. A small mistake, no case just a small misjudgment and everyday life become completely different than planned. I first thought or hoped that it was a sprain but after a couple of days I realized that I probably can not heal this on my own and need to meet a doctor. It is now three weeks since I broke my foot,
A wrapped foot with a robotic design and with a sound when you get around that makes everyone think of death or the lieman. On a deeper level, I am forced to stop. Rest for a little while longer as if the pandemic has not already quarantined culture and art for over a year. A micro-universe is created adjustment with the help of TV, sofa, radio, books and magazines. Man is adaptable and I change, but I would be lying if I did not admit that I long for a life in freedom, sea baths and the work in the studio.
I´m really happy and grateful for my watercolors and for friends who takes me out into the fresh air with a few hours of inspiring conversation.
It will be exciting to see how this affects the art. Despite surprises, I continue to plan my life in freedom and look forward to meeting all you friends this autumn private, during courses and exhibitions. See you!
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