Friday, January 16, 2009

She came down to earth.  In her rosy dress reflecting her pale skintone.

The two little birds, the only simble of love left on earth.  With the female in her hand and the he bird on her shoulder the Pale godess knew that the law of life would continue.

The Godess and the 2 birds is indeed a love story of how the magic can survive even in bad times.

When they kissed the moon and the sun splendered magic upon mankind.

To live and love depends on us but with a touch of magic life indeed is better.  Acryl on canvas 45 x 54.


Friday, December 05, 2008


Still two different gender, in love careful and tender.

The spirit has brought us to live and we have to make the best of it.  We are even and similar but still different.  We are two alike but one in heart.

"I´ll take your heart & treasure it in mine,
feel your breath and spiritual vine.
I´ll hold your soul so tender so fine,
whistel words of loving splendor, devine!"

When life listens to our heartbeats it makes us one in all.  

"Acryl on Canvas, 33 x 41 Mixed Media"

Have a great weekend!  

Friday, October 31, 2008

Vacant ....

She wondered with dreaming thoughts of the vacant glass in her hand. Her soul travelled inside a vacant mind giving such a thrill of enjoy.

Sometimes the empty is good, gives the joy of reaching the tender flow of earth, of love, of beeing. Still loving the vacant situation she had an urge to fill the emptyness with new exiting things.

Her latin lover sat in front of her more "vacare" then her self.

Have a nice week end dear vacant visitors ... :-) (-:


Friday, October 24, 2008

Repair she said with a sad glimp.

You have to repair me, give me a green silky dress, black purce and shoes. My dreaming eyes are still not here, I need to see the future for a hole world. Shirley Temple´s curly hair and a spanish sjal for my sholder.

She is protesting the uglyness in the world, her spirit and soul are more then ready to continue the battle for the world.

This is my entry for this week´s illo Repair. Her name is Bredda, her name has a signifyant meaning, small and strong woman. She is protesting publicly for human rights and respect for all people.

Have a nice weekend all of you.


Saturday, October 18, 2008

Just Late enough to to wake me up. Late dark romantic meetings and poetry reading.

There is nothing late in the momentum, there are situations that we create, our own mystery colorful being of life.

My late entrance is a little love story ....

He had been wondering about her and the love he felt. He was a little nervous and let time confuse him while choosing a flower. She was still there waiting with her eyes closed dreaming of the flower he´d bring.

We are never to late in life, we live and love and have plenty of time while waiting for those most important moments .......

Have great late weekend ....


Wednesday, October 15, 2008

This tile reflects my sencere feeling this week. After finishing challenging precense of someone no no in your inner circle I just want to hug someone loveable and dear to me.
Einlæg / Sencere is a part of 10 tiles ment to be shown in a little exhibition.
We´ll see how that goes!
In the end of this month I will be leaving my daytime job and I´m going fulltime with my art. This is ofcource a challenge, not mentioning the crisis situation in the world.
To believe in the secret within our selfes there is nothing stopping us, except our own cruel mind ...
I will throw mine away and go for the glory path!!
It´s time to jiggle and wiggle ... La suerte me viste!


Saturday, October 11, 2008

Strings of love ...

Recently I celebrated my wedding aniversary ... We love to live and we live to love each other, we can choose from so many directions in life and I know deep in my heart that the strings of love will keep us so much stronger if we unite our strings.
If my heart could stand up and cry out loud, my self would be aplouding giving tears to the world. We need more love, more tender to mild the uglyness opon us. The strings of love can unite us in an exiting adventure.
Hope you can all feel the colorful strings of love to day untill the end of day ..

My love 4 you, for the world and the Universe is the tender silence of piece.
Strings of love that tie us together, that´s what I call love.
Hope you enjoy this little peace of love, celebrating the strings of love.