Behind the art

Read more Ingrid and Jan's thoughts on some selected artworks.

Portraits

There is a cold wind that
makes me freeze
I feel your warmth
on my cheek
How much can we love and
feel
Reach me in my love

August 2024
Ingrid Stattin

Longing o longing o longing

In the shadow of the light
You became my longing
In the shadow of my darkness
You became my light
In the shadow of my sorrow
You became my love
In the shadow of all darkness
You became my hope

August 2024
Ingrid Stattin

2017

The year that changed my view of politicians and
We believe in a common effort to save our planet.
The year of a buffoon and nonsense politician
He was elected President of the United States.
In the same year he continued his career
to drop out of the Paris Agreement.
Hope and faith in a secure future
with a joint effort crumbled.
So came 2018, the driest and warmest
year that Sweden has had in 70 years.
Bangladesh is flooded year after year and
Millions of people will suffer.
Southern Europe is on fire.

I started the painting in 2017 in shock and anger.
It got darker and darker every year.
In 2022 I quit before it went completely black.
A flash of pure gold is a hope for change.

August 2024
Ingrid Stattin

Fågel Fenix

You beautiful proud Phoenix. You came to me
as the hope I was looking for.
You mythical bird that dies in the fire every five hundred years
and then resurrect from your own ashes.
You are the symbol and my hope
about a future for all children and our climate.

August 2024
Ingrid Stattin

Påskris - 2008

This was once a small nice green painted house a little outside Örebro. I have often passed on the road next to it ever since I was a child and seen how it more and more returns to nature, humbly and quietly. In the 50s there lived a little kid with his mother, a happy guy but maybe a little odd.
there is a Easter bouquet with colorful feathers on the stairs, just like it was in other years. No one seems to know who puts it there.
I'd like to think it's the little kid.

Human behaviour I - 2007

It must be our preposterous longing for eternity.
To remain, to make a lasting impression on reality.
Hundreds of cairns on a hill by Nipfjället.

Som Livet – Brösarp 2014

At Brösarps Norra Backar there is a lonely willow tree that in 2014 still had some life left in it. It stands right next to Skåne-trail where many hikers pass and sits down for a rest on the comfortably horizontal trunk. Somehow I was touched by the way it was standing there on the hill fighting.
One day in August, a storm came by and I was there at sunrise to take a picture. As the sun rose, a rainbow formed to the west.
I thought this is what life feels like sometimes. You strive and fight to reach the treassure chest at the end of the rainbow. Sometimes it goes a little better and it greens on a twig, but then you can be sure that some bastard will come and sit on you.

Arcturus  - 1983

Charles XII points to the threat from the East
surround himself with the cannons he brandished by the Saxons.
Kungsträdgården's elms, as once
was rescued by activists in hammocks, still standing.
Saint Jacob enthroned in the background,
enlightened and once powerful.
Now officials and politicians scurry around the government quarters behind,
Trying to engage in the art of the impossible.

In the sky, Arcturus draws a dash.