lørdag 25. desember 2010


the northern light came over me in the south and I was shocked.
The sky opened up as it was was about to drown me in a huge wave
of colours. I had never seen Aurora Borealis before and almost run for 
hiding. Aurora Borealis came and went without a sound and with a 
stunned public, me. I was alone, walking the hounds but they did not 
see it. As always they had a lot of importent smells to investigate ...

mandag 13. desember 2010


typography is great and I use it a lot in my work. The word used here is not, NOT but IKKE
the same word  but in norwegian.
NOT - IKKE becomes NOTIKKE, 
what a funny word. I might use
 this the next time!I used pen 
and ink here and it´s fun 
to do asit ends up 
Hvorfor skal 
alt ha en 

tirsdag 7. desember 2010

This is ... houses

I always return to, on the canvas. Hus er noe fundamentalt i our minds.
You are a part of the house and vice versa, even when you don´t want 

to be. Dette er kaia igjen, I have painted and sketched these houses 
more times. The quay is interesting with it´s old houses on a row for 
different purposes. One was the old post, stables, shop and shop, and 
atelier for an artist.

lørdag 4. desember 2010

It´s EARLY morning ...

the moon has been fiddling around Vindreken for quite a while, vakkert?
Bygda sleep and the houses sleep, Vindreken sleeps but I am awake and have been so en god stund.
Om en times tid er alle oppe og står igjen. My view is cold in late november and the mountains are
dressed in their pale wintercolours. Wood for the stove are the main work at this time og the year. 

onsdag 24. november 2010

A life on the FLOOR

means that if I fall, the fall will be light. Klokken is almost seven, it´s time foret glass melk, kanskje? No, not a glass of milk but may be a dvd, U2 may be ... , or a book. Den tykke boken, is the most expensive book I have. Das ist einen deutschen Buch, om en kunstner, kunstneren over alle kunstnere, I don´t say anything more. It´s huge, heavy and beautiful. 
Jeg så etter en slik bok for years and found it in an atikvariat i Oslo, many years ago. 
Lucky me, I actually found one! The book and I don´t fit any shelves, that´s why we stick 
to the floor.

tirsdag 16. november 2010

YOU DOn´t know how you live before du ser det på et foto ...

my good, this looks strange! Yes it´s my workingspot. Her gjør jeg det meste and everything has it´s place. Even the pencils, Min coffecup from Praha, made in Italy follows me everywhere. It´s handle is partly red, kan du se det? Yes I smoke, sorry. Neglefil har jeg og huskelapper, the long white stripes are things I must remember. I write down a lot. I take a lot of milk in my coffee. Jeg spiser, knekkebrød, ikke Wasa with butter! My paintings, the små ones I paint here as well. Det går ikke well always ...

onsdag 3. november 2010

THE latest WAVES ARE NOT red but dark blue

over there ... . Men det er ikke uvanlig og The TEa party do 
not drink their four o´clock tea, I quess. My parents actually 
did and I don´t drikker te klokken fire. Jeg er ikke spesielt 
glad i te og ber om kaffe. Coffee does not create the big 
waves and I can enjoy my coffee in silence. These waves 
are printed on canvas, as you see, I don¨t talk or write 
waves ...

torsdag 28. oktober 2010

WHERE, does it start or ... ,

there are no start or end in this world. Vindreken is both, 
heaven and earth og tilhører hverken det ene eller det andre.
Vindreken begynner ikke og slutter heller ikke. Vindreken is
everywhere, where I am. Jeg visste ikke at det fantes, noe 

som beautiful Vindreken før jeg fikk erfare dette over år.

(utsnitt av tidligere vist maleri)

lørdag 23. oktober 2010

www.vipsis.org , OLDisLAND or

gamleSKJÆRET with it´s old inhabitants KOMMER SNART! 
We in the OLDisLAND are the senoirs, the insiders and you become 
the outsider, not welcome and excluded from participating. 
You´ll peep into a closed society. Remember 
MEMENTO MORI ..., the inscription on a dial in a longcase clock
is a rule we all have to live by, even you. OLDisLAND coming soon:

fredag 22. oktober 2010


green er som en kode to a healthy lifestyle ... . Vi har codes for 
everything and use koder hele tiden. Well, I hope there never will 
be codes for using the lavatory. That would be catastrophic, do
I have to say more? Å skulle sette seg for å gjøre ..., og ikke huske 
koden, my good! Feil kode, your code is rejected and there you 
are ready to do what you have to do! What do you do? I am really 
sorry, I cannot help you. Help yourself, hvis du kan. Jeg kan ikke, 
and I don´t remember my codes. Jeg kan ikke slutte to go på do, 
is it possible to quit the need to go ... ? 

onsdag 20. oktober 2010


like small devils look like angels when they sleep ... . Spesielt når de er 
små. Small devils are georgeus sleeping beauties! Be aware, when they 
wake up they are sitt gamle jeg. Don´t trust what you see, trust your 
knowledge. Du vet at små djevler kan sette tilværelsen på hodet. They 
do turn the day upside down! Beware if you whish one ...

lørdag 16. oktober 2010


is THE MOUNTAIN. Bare the name sier mye, the wind drifting around
it ..., is almost like a fairytale. Hvor er trollet? Can anyone see any trolls?
I don´t see anything but my eyes see just what they want to see. My eyes 
have a life of their own. Jeg styrer ikke der. I want red and de sier noe
annet. I don´t win. I never win. I have forsøkt lotto, i dag. Vent å se ...,
men tror ingenting. Hvis jeg was lucky, I could buy my own painting!
En god idea, the best one this week. En god idé during one week is good,
isn´t it?

fredag 15. oktober 2010


THAT was A lot of flowers. I wasn´t one of them. Even today I´m not much of a flower.
Too many av dem får meg til å hide in a corner, to run as they smell. Such a heavy
lukt can wake up most from a deep søvn. There are power in a flower! De fleste smiler
og ler når de get a flower or three. Even I smile when I får en blomst. When I giftet
meg I did not get bouquet but my dress was black. Å gifte seg i sort, bad luck. Well,
it did not last, how could it, sort brud huttetu! How come, these white/black couples
with a bouquets manage to stay married, sometimes. The flowers, buketten er tingen.
There are power in a flower, it helps you in your daily life. "An apple a day keeps the
doctor away" sies det, but I say, a flower a day keeps evil, almost away, I am in a 

good mood today ... , plukk en, pick more!

onsdag 13. oktober 2010


I like that word, TATTOO! Det er power in TATTOO. Nesten uhørt å
sette et punktum etter et så sterkt ord. 
Hva det er, means is less importent and I have none. I like my sketches
on paper. To look at myself and see all the dark sides of my past, 
nei takk. Det er bad enough as it is. Lines are nicer on papir, shadows 
too. On papir, you don´t have to bring it with you wherever you go. It 
must be heavy to carry, such a burden all the time, in the
shower each morning, at the breakfast table and that is just the start
of a whole day. Ikke noe for meg, nei. Så at last to sleep with, 
det kan være vel mye å sove med ... .


mandag 11. oktober 2010


mitt liv? In my life there are ingen engler. Angels stick to each other 
and I am not en av dem. To be one of them one must be sweeeet.
Det er mange søte out there but not here. Noen snakker med englene, 
I don´t talk with them. How could I, being alone I don´t talk with anyone. 
Den eneste who comes by is a flie now and then. Lovely, litte flies, 
they fly around too ...

søndag 10. oktober 2010

Å SERVERE is ...

not my cup of tea. In my boat I am excellent but in the 
kitchen, forget it! In making bad coffee I´m excellent too. 
I love Marie kjeks, biscuits are perfect for someone like 
me. I serve biscuits to high and low. These plain Marie 
biscuits you can dip into the coffee and get Mocca Marie 
and Mocca Marie is delicious! Jeg anbefaler ... , 
no one listen to my recommendations anyway.

fredag 8. oktober 2010

AUTUMN is here

  og winter is coming. The seasons are like people coming and going, and
  coming back. I dag dundret det inn 5 karer, happy guys arrived by boat
  og I know just one of them. I bor in a house with a lot of rooms. Two 
  kitchens, a huge diningroom and, and ... og alle stuene are for playing.
  I dag lå vi, four children + me, on the floor painting in the diningroom. The 
  visiting guys will be back tomorrow, and play. We could play Hide and
  Seek, with kaffe og kake and a glass of sherry?   

torsdag 7. oktober 2010

BOOOOKS are ...

like a view, the very best are like a great view, out. Benvenuto
Cellini´s book " My Life " is the first autobiography written i Europa.  
My top choice book er tydligvis et uvanlig valg as boken 
er alone on the favourite-list. Does anyone knows it´s existence?
Benvenuto Cellini was a gold- and silversmith, one of de virkelig store
in Italy, the late rennaisance artists. The book is interesting, great fun 
and brutal reading, en super krim på flere måter. Cellini was jailed
by the pope or kardinal. Han forteller how he works with his different
metalls, his designs and he is not humble. He had no reason to be humble!

onsdag 6. oktober 2010

WELL, well ...

can you see anything i det hele tatt? Spyship, where
are you? Shit, hvem kan se et spyship. Det skal jo ikke være
synlig, but we need it even though we must not see it. Det
er ofte slik, we are not supposed to see much, sais the
authorities. I am almost blind. Så blind som jeg er, is a fault.
I am not sure hva et spyship really is? Is it transparent eller
så small that you cann´t see it? May be it looks like a clipper?
En gammel fullrigger no one believe actually is a spyship.
A museumship sailing around invited to all harbours og kan
spionere av alle krefter everywhere in the world. A vikingship,
yes, et vikingskip that is the right ship, for spying ... .

tirsdag 5. oktober 2010

THE SUN shines ...

on me, as everything is back to normal. Takketakk, takk.
Believe me, I am pleased. Nå vil jeg fortelle om M. som 
loves the fjord and bathing. The water is so cold, at jeg går
overhodet ikke i vannet. Jeg can swim but not here, I can 
dive men ikke her. Some years ago, a friend of mine took 
a swim with a wollen cap on the head! Jeg var sjokkert, 
svømmetur i julen, is og sne, og en god varm lue på hodet. 
Some are mad, others more than most. To swim in snowy 
weather with wollen cap on your head, the 25. of dec., in a 
small west coast icy fjord, no thank you!   

torsdag 30. september 2010

Wooop, sa det

Jeg vet ikke helt hva jeg gjør og på nettet But my sketches don´t move
to this layout. Go to WHY is ...,
my latest, søndags innlegget. Yesterday I met my friends, jeg har
noen jeg også. My young friends are incredible, some of dem og there
are more than one, believe it or not. One youngster is farlig honest. She
can make a 10 tonns stone jump. The brother is cut out to become ,
a chef. I am distant admirer and look forward to see the 10 tonns stone
activated by the sister jump into the brother´s big soupbowl. We would
all get the laugh of our lives. Det gleder jeg meg til, wouldn´t you?  

onsdag 29. september 2010

vipKnap is

not me, but it could be. Vi er alle VIP´er i eget liv, heldigvis. Min 
VIP var en med balls. Nå vil alle tro at balls is the thing for guys but, 
bitches have balls også. Ikke fysisk men they do have balls. 
De kan lage det også, 
I love my mothers meatballs. Who does not og svenska kjøttbullar
er mitt førstevalg i Harryturens frysedisk. Back to the balls,
these three certainly have balls if not ville de ikke være her.
They would be blushing and running away. Men de gjør
ikke det fordi de vet they have balls and have always had it.
Her hvor jeg bor, is that just something they are born with.
They can lage det også. These great bitches can cope with
mountains, mice, glaciers, poteter, apples, blomster, trees
babies, lawns, naboer, family, katter, potteplanter, dogs,
art, jokes, nuts, + beer and balls in all colours and shapes.

mandag 27. september 2010

SHIT, så mange ...

   yes, such a lot of bitches, lovely bitches, Jeg kunne skrive
side opp og side ned about these lovely bitches,
som vi ikke kan være foruten. What should we do without them?
We wouldn´t have had anyone to gossip with or about, og sladder 
kan være positive too. Gossip is like spice, strong-weak-sweet-
terrible or lovely. Keep that in your mind when you meet the bitch 
i ditt liv. Det finnes supre kjerringer og jævla kjerringer. The great

bitches is not necessarily my favorites, the naughty ones can
be more fun. Må stoppe nå, more gossip later ...,  kanskje? 

Denne super sure kjerringen har
noen kanskje truffet en eller annen 
gang? I have never meet her but
she looks familiar ... , she really does.
She is in a bad mood, poor thing. Jeg 
skulle ønske jeg kunne hjelpe 
henne. Det finnes ikke sånne
kjerringer her jeg bor. They are from
the east part of the country, always.
They are too posh in their own eyes
and do not even look at bitches like
myself. At de ikke snakker med slike som meg kan
være en fordel, for meg. This is difficult for gamle kjerringer.
Jeg løper rundt i fremgangsmåter, det er så mange and I am
not the smartest kid in the village. It is difficult to find my way
around with such a lot of possebilities. Software is too much
for an old brain, like mine. Det er så mye å trykke på, så mange
uttrykk og symboler at for meg er det mye, more than much.
The developers have not heard of simplicity, may be?
Simplicity is to chat and gossip with nice bitches og
deilige kjerringer,

sære gubber og fine fyrer, med blomster og bær,
med turnips og gresskar, og andre karer ...,
all the cool cats. 

søndag 26. september 2010

THIS is ...

 winter and night 
on the quay og husene by the fjord,
the silence. Stillheten er slående på denne tiden av året.
The silence is visible and that makes it even more breathtaking. Å
lytte til stillhet med synet, listen to silence by the eye
is the essence in
this painting. Dette maleriet viser stillheten her jeg bor.

Det kan være vanskelig å forstå sannhet men this is indeed
the truth.
I can tell a lie but I cannot paint it.

acryll / olje på lin-lerret
str.: 135 cm x 140 cm

this could have been a selfportrait but is not ...

lørdag 25. september 2010

WHY is ...

my hand faster than my mind,
STUPID ME !!!!!!!!!!!!!
 Det er vanlig, I am 
not not pleased with myself 
just now, For one reason  
or another is it not mulig 
å importere bilder på this 
layout program any more. 
My sketches do not move  
at all. I like simple layout.
Less is more and I do not 
need noe mer enn hva som 
var her. Am I being forced 
over to a smarter layout 
enn dette? Takk but no 
thank you, please let me 
keep what I had. 
There are no need to try more is less  when the high brows 
say the opposite. My sweet selfportrait must do fordi jeg 
ikke får inn noe nytt. This is great fun, blogging and I am 
not going to put my blog sleep just now.Den skal fortsette 
litt til men med  same layout, please?