Graknitti

Isn't this a beautiful thing that Kerstin, Karin and old graffiti writers Ångest and Ruskig have made? We stumbled upon this piece last Saturday in Hornstull when the Glenn, my mother and I took a walk in the sun (ending up with wine in the park and then some proper Chinese, yum!). Though the weeks have been rainy and dull, the weekends have brought us nothing but summer. Thank you!
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Aj!

I got a bad tingle in my belly. Today is an important meeting, one of those No or Go thingies. I think us girls in the Nordic tango docu crew should get an award for perseverance.
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Tuesday Hello!

The city that never ends

This Monday doesn't begin with a brisk walk along the shoreline with a coffee in my hand and a backpack full of computer stuff as was intended.

Instead it begins by my desk with the glamour of flat traveling, fueled by left over chanterelle pizza, through a snippet of the vast and weird landscape of Swedish author, designer and artist Eric Ericson (info in Swedish - info in English).

Would you like to slowly cruise through the 21 meters long drawing that is his Panorama Pocket, click here.

From the back of the book (my translation):

"How big can a city get? If you go through Los Angeles, Tokyo or Kairo, you get a sensation that the city never ends. The city seems to continuously keep on going."

Mind you, this pocket is old news, it's from 2005 and as far as I know out of print.
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Fun for the Swedish speakers:
My friend Jocke keeps on banging out the best web.
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Announcement:
This weekend skerriethings.com was registered.
A new flag with the Ella Empire logo loosely pushed down into earth.

To be continued.
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Monday Hello!
It's a lot of Monday today.

Dreaming

Dorothy Napangardi Robinson - Sand Hills at Mina Mina
2008 Acrylic on Linen


Kathleen (or Kweyetwemp in her Eastern Anmatyerre tongue) Petyarre
- Mountain Desert Lizard Dreaming
2007 Acrylic on Linen


Lily Kelly Napangardi - Tali (Sandhills)
2008 Acrylic on Linen


Narrabri Nakamarra - Lupulnga
2008 Acrylic on Linen




Anna Price Petyarre (Pitjara) - My Country
2010 Acrylic on Linen


Jeannie Petyarre - Bush Yam Leaves
2008 Acrylic on Linen


It was flickering through the latest issue of Elle Interiör, coming across this painting by Ningura Napurrula, that set this spree off. Mesmerized by the marvel of dots, the world around me dissapears and I want to give in to dreaming.

I can't help but notice that all these paintings were made by women.
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My company name, Skerries, actually refers to dreaming. The name comes from the comic Sandman (#32 - A Game of You), that is about the "skerries of dream", your land you return to when dreaming. At the time, 2003, I thought it was a great metaphore for animation where you kinda "dream up" whole worlds.

Also, two of my films are about dreams, Squariebearies (2003) and
Love will get me through the week (2004).

(The images link to their original locations, except for the two photos of Swedish Elle Interiör 06/10.)

From black and blue all the way to white and orange

This x ray pin up calender I first saw over at my.god.damn.gown.
This being June it's a bit of old news, but that doesn't stop me.
I think it's thrilling, silly and all the way.



Hope Gangloff's beautiful work I found through an acquaintance at Facebook.
She does more varying motifs than people laying down.
These somehow stuck with me.
I like the coldness of colour.

Holly Woodlawn

Jackie Curtis

Candy Darling

Last some old Hollywood, 60's glamour.
I love the backlit hair, their soft hands and serious expressions.
Where the 40's pics seem somehow eternal, these feel momentary, like a window shutting out a noisy street. The make up will come off and a new shape form.

(The images link to their original locations.)

Sur la plage

I'm in awe of Bea Szenfeld's latest haute papier collection Sur la plage.
It's so beautiful, repetitive and imaginative, sheer, sheer suits that would disassemble under any pressure.

I wonder how she came to think of basing a collection on haenyos?
A beautiful idea.

Something is wrong with me, I've stopped sleeping at night.
I've resisted the call of the woods, when tonight turns into today I'll have to go running. Let's see if I'll resist - or sleep.

(The images link to their original locations - except this the last one which is a photo of a spread in Swedish Elle Interior no 5/2010.)

A world in black and white

Celebrating this tiny speck of light and enormous explosion - see previous post - I turn to Woman in the moon (1929). The moon seems to be a world of darkness and eternal winter, something that does appeal to me, a Northener.

I think of the White Witch of Narnia and the realm of Hel though I can't find no testament that the latter's land is that of winter.

(Do I associate women with winter?)

Did they ever find the woman in the moon?
I must find out.

Look at these lovely graphics:



(The images link to their original locations.)

Yes! We're so Swedish!

On this the National Day of Sweden I celebrate by reading the Färgfabriken exhibition Building Blocks magazine, an exhibition where children come up with ideas for houses and architect bureaus attempt to realize them.

(I blogged about this exhibition ever so slightly once before.)

Here are some ideas from Lili, Nina, Erykah, Miriam, Mustafa, Ketcho, Latavia and Jamal at Friars Primary in London:

Sweetie House: On top of the house there's a giant lookout cherry.

Big Globe House: The shape of the rooms are those of the continents. There is a cat called Broccoli and an Africa bed with an Egypt shaped pillow.

Balloon House: The windows blow bubbles.

Sing Out Mansion: "My dog is called Doodle doo, he's my slave and his fur collects information and finishes my homework."

Happy Sweden day to us all!