The body


I seem to be thinking a lot about the soul in my art. Lately I have come to think that the body is also a mystery. Wordless and wise, absurd and beautiful – our bodies are our channels into this concrete, material world. It takes time to come to terms with it, I think. First it took years to accept that I had a body, and that it had both purpose and usefulness. Now it’s soon time to come to terms with the body’s decay and dying. It’s a strange life.


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