Trees, forests: trees are individuals, sometimes powerful, sometimes puny, but are also part of a larger whole, forests, forest edges, tree layers. Between the glowing edges you get lost in the darkness, in the mystery of the dark, the impenetrable. Each season the image is different, from sprout to fallen forest giant, always part of the whole, the forest or city. Without them the world becomes less green, monotonous. I try to convey a little of my fascination with the tree & the forest, with diversity.
In Sweden there were still extensive old forests at first, nowadays trees are cut down at an increasingly younger age to satisfy our hunger for wood.
This tree is one of the few trees that was allowed to stay. Now it stands straight and thin against the sky reaching for the light. Vulnerable to wind and sun, without the protection of the other trees of the forest of which it was previously part of.
This tree also radiates strength, a survivor, reaching for the sky, longing for the sun. Impressive.
From my childhood, outdoors, nature has had a special appeal. New and decayed life has a special beauty in which I can get lost, discover and feel at home. That can be in the very small, but also in the infinite. My work is a reflection.. Read more…