Att följa modet innebär att ligga precis i framkant, varken mer eller mindre. För omkring tjugo år sedan bar jag och ytterligare en enda proto-hipster på Södermalm i Stockholm varsin mustasch. Jag såg till att byta trottoar för att inte behöva möta honom, det hade varit fasansfullt, som Dostojevskijs Goljadkin som stöter ihop med sin dubbelgångare.
Föreställningar om vad som är gott eller ont bygger på ett otal faktorer. Under hårt tryck kan tidigare övertygelser rämna. Men ibland måste vi överge våra övertygelser för att bli bättre människor, vilket gör det svårt för oss.
And here are just a couple. This evening, I am on a mission. Tonight, I am going to make a very exciting attempt to reveal to you just a few reasons not to become an artist -and I will probably feel the need to augment this list as I progress. Read more…
The concept of Urgu, since my last blogpost thirty seconds ago, has gone unexpectedly viral and turned up the interest of Urgu in an unprecedented way
“I spent several years embedded with the Urgu during the late 1990’s, as an anthropology major at the Icelandic Vatnajökull University, studying certain tribal elements of painful initiation ritual that had hitherto been overlooked by my illustrious precursors…”
“I made the images after hypnagogic visions that appeared during night-time just before sleep. Not all of them are derived from these visions, some are just extrapolated.”
I haven’t really had the time to create any real “work” for quite a while, since I have to “work” with and/or for other people in need of assistance in life, the creation of fine arts and so on. I’m not going to dig into details, but it takes some Read more…
