Going home



I have embarked on a new project this summer. I am making my own Hermitage, House of WildWoodWoman, Recluse Refuge, Museum of Natural Histories or Thoreau Tabernacle. You name it!
I am inspired by Anne la Bastille and Henry Thoreau but contrary to their cabins, mine is mobile. I want to be free to explore Wilderness - the inner as well as the outer. Wish me luck!......
Coming soon to a forest near you.
But first I am heading westward to become a pioneer settler. 

What's hiding behind the Bush?

What's hiding behind the Bush? Have you had it checked recently?
I checked it out at Brandts at the exhibition Wild Things.
Gerda Steiner and Jörg Lenzlinger made these hilarious bushes to wear and to roll.
Now I know what to hide behind when I am 87 :-)

Name That Thing!

"The practice of putting people into boxes and labeling things keeps us from knowing one another and the world as such. In fact that habit separates sister from brother. And totally dissolves the connection allowing us to know we are ONE."
I stumbled upon this statement from "the world wide self development department".
It might be true in some aspects, but when it comes to survival in the world wide wilderness - especially when foraging for wild mushrooms it is crucial to be able to label things:
 friend or foe.  

Art2C

The art institution Wanås in southern Sweden is worth a visit - the setting is awesome and the art projects are ambitious.



This was not catalogued as a piece of art but to me it was :-)



Hanne Tierney, Love in the Afternoon, 1996




Filippa Barkman, Still south I went and west and south again, 2010




 
Robert Wilson, A House for Edwin Denby, 2000



Malin Holmberg, I will stop loving you, 2010

.... and then there was these spooky voices shouting or whispering "Mama!" or "Papa!" coming unexpectedly from somewhere in the woods. The piece was I am thinking about Myself, 2003 by Marianne Lindberg de Geer.
And much more.

Accretion

I am not sure whether art is capable of changing the world or not, but it certainly can change our conception of the world - I took this photo because I saw a naturalized Eva Hesse installation, while my husband and kids who made it, saw homemade sticks meant for making camp fire breads.

Airy Thoughts




It's time to sow all the airy thoughts I get, when I am high flying:


...and
then I am off to Sweden to check out other kinds of Allotment Plots.

Forever wild

a dream
a promise
a statement
an illusion
an invention
a lie
a truth
a tale

Evolution documented!










Which evidence is there for the existence of Evolution? Well, I saw it with my own eyes in Soho, New York! Even though I could hardly believe, what I saw: frieze dried rats and mice, real human skulls and skeletons, fossils and myriads of bugs - some of them encapsulated in candies (uhmmmm!). All for sale in a shop full of costumers in all shapes, colours and ages.

So YES - evolution is fact (all though I cannot tell for sure it wasn't created (by a creative creationist?) ;-)).

Tree Talk

It ain’t easy to talk about trees, let alone talking about nature!

But it IS easy to go to extremes and come forward as either a neo-romantic tree hugger or as a dry stick focusing solely on calculating timber value and CO2 emissions .

According to Aksel Haaning the Western approach to nature is rooted in Christianity, which traditionally has separated man and God from nature. Being religious is a matter between man and God - NOT including nature.

And – contrary to what you might think – the mechanical/scientific world view, which arose in the 17th and 18th centuries, and the Christian world view are not opposites, but they go hand in hand when it comes to fulfilling a shared mission: to drain nature of its spirit!

According to Aksel Haaning this attitude has prohibited modern Western man in developing a spiritual relationship to nature, which again means that we don’t have an up-to-date language when speaking about nature. Our vocabulary and our way of talking about nature is out-dated, antiquated and lacking vigour.

Recently, I encountered this problem when fumbling for words in an attempt to explain to our local newspaper WHY I think it is necessary to spare a little wood called Byskoven ("The City Forest"). I don’t speak as a tree hugger or as a rational tree counter – I am trying to speak another language:
TREE TALK!

Free counters!