Interior 1: Language
"Language is like blackened wax. Sometimes it remains on the skin as a tattoo of what others said.
Other times it stays unanswered in letters sent to someone you care about.
The words shared are misinterpreted and this is a room those are seldom understood by more than a handful people. The others get lost in the translation."
Original sketch:
"They are with me in silence,
It has been removed my voice.
In this remarkable space with doors to the old
And the endless snow which make me forget.
Incel here.
With age delete to none,
makes me happy.
Will love more."
"They are with me in silence,
It has been removed my voice.
In this remarkable space with doors to the old
And the endless snow which make me forget.
Incel here.
With age delete to none,
makes me happy.
Will love more."
Interior 2: Beauty
"Grief and loss or simply longing act as wounds that never heal completely. Those crusts are so fragile that the slightest word can tear up the valleys again… Like beauty, which always hurts even if it's adorable. Something you can never own, whether it be people, objects, images or places, barely even borrow but never forget.
This is my biggest space most have had access to, without really understanding what they see, makes it also one level deeper"
Sketch for Interior 3: Time
"What remains other than seeing oneself asking the same questions?
Self-pity or empathic sympathy?
One does change over time and no one can really tell you who you are ever,
even at a frozen moment.
When you see my gaze, clothing, hair-cut; you might think we share the same interests,
you might even compare with the expression of culture, beauty, language and lifestyle.
No, we don’t share any thing and never did. Not in this space"
Sketch for Interior 4: Garden
"In every man's mind, there is a secret place. It gets more beautiful every season it berry. For those few, who are brave enough to carry? Gardened by the wit of solitude, few are the ones to witness this sacred space, guests and others may only get a glimpse in bloom, the life it exceeds."
Interior 5: Pleasure
"From inner to outer membrane,
landscapes of thin walls like escape routes or movement.
To withdraw from selfless desires, for conscious pleasure.
Be me and I'll be your model."
"From inner to outer membrane,
landscapes of thin walls like escape routes or movement.
To withdraw from selfless desires, for conscious pleasure.
Be me and I'll be your model."
Interior 6: Dreams
"Att hålla av någon jag saknar
och säga henne ett namn.
I drömmar delade, vi höll varann i famn.
För något att gro som kallas vänskap,
drog jag det kortaste strået
och blev kvar bland andra allena i hamn."
I drömmar delade, vi höll varann i famn.
För något att gro som kallas vänskap,
drog jag det kortaste strået
och blev kvar bland andra allena i hamn."
Sketch for Interior 6: Dreams
"Ever since a child people have arrived and gone. Mostly the latter, even if it is refilled. To unconditionally damage, even if the intention was not to hurt. In the world of dreams we share equally, if we sleep beside each other. The best moment is the dream we have mixed as such. For those few who haven't loved, you can’t really understand that there is space enough, which can’t be explained but that makes your union just so."
Sketch for Interior 7: The Last Space
"I've been looking for socializing with others, ever since I was a child. Unfortunately I do not seem to be for any person and the rooms are shrinking around.
So what could be better than to just walk around in ones own beliefs about how beautiful everything is, all that stuff, other berries. Instead of giving up, water the memory of all the love I wanted to give to the few I have not been able to get and the age to go."
