Black Heart

Made for a freshly created Twitter Account, we'll see if I'll use it. I once thought that a black heart would be cool on a flag, somehow. It's a simple symbol, and I loved the ambivalence, blue skies and here one is hanging, dark and moody...

I've often wondered how to find a balance between the salt and sugar of life in my art. Perhaps I shouldn't. Too complicated. Why not just let them hang there, side by side? It'll look impossible, but it'll look like Life.

PS. They don't let me add a Dislocation, so here you'll have a hearty, manual one.

Turning Flies Into Angels

Here we learn that if you have right card, you can turn angels into fl... no, the other way round.
(For a book.)

Detail.

Granada, Analogue Dream

This little piece doesn't have very much to do with Granada, Spain. It's the name of a bittersweet romance by Isaac Albéniz. It was stuck in my head while I painted this and I'm sure that it must have affected the outcome, with longing hands and dandelions (both are weeds) stretching for the unreachable.

Perhaps the silly (if not tragic) situation called Dating also was on my mind; far from impossible: One side to be constantly rejected and to get desperate and insane; the other side to deal, like Penelope, with this horde of suitors gone mad. And no Ulysses in sight.

The weather has been beautiful; Swedish summer before it gets too hot. And the urge to sit in front of a laptop has been absolutely nil. So here's my first draft for the little rant above (with the same pen) omissions and mistakes now replaced with other errors and lapsi calami. Voilà.

Extra Naïve Landscape with a Sailing Cup of...

...Coffee? Tea? Chocolate perhaps. Childish enough. Your choice for this simple pencil sketch (w. modest Photoshop embellishments).

My own thoughts were far from the ones of a 12 year old. But we'll save them for some other day. Look! Stars! Wonder what's up there.