THE STORY BEHIND MY ART: “DADDY’S SECRET”
I painted “Daddy’s Secret” in 2007. It is painted with acrylics on canvas and measures 50 x 50 cm. I made it for an art show in Hamburg, Germany – Don’t Wake Daddy II that I was part of in the end of the same year. I tried to play with the ‘Daddy’ theme but I wanted to make it less obvious, more ambiguous and mysterious.
Work in progress:
I was inspired by old stories about witches and how they use objects, relics or animals as muses, things that makes them powerful and how their power are connected to something outside themselves, but at the same time, as part of themselves. I found it fascinating.
The painting was sold even before the opening of the group show “Don’t Wake Daddy II” at Feinkunst Krüger in Hamburg. It was a great success at the show and it was my debut painting in the context of the lowbrow and pop-surrealism community.
The painting is featured in many international art magazines and art books.
And here’s a cool tattoo based on my artwork (on a swedish man’s arm):
And Daddy’s Secret has even had some fan art imitations:
(made by Steppingondaisys on DeviantArt)
It is one of my favorite paintings I’ve ever done.
MEMORIES
MAGICAL PLACES INSIDE
YEAR OF THE FOOL
I RÖRELSE
JAG LEVER
Bortom skymningen lever jag nära vattenytan.
Domnar med natten.
Klockan är alltid eftermiddag när jag vaknar.
Som en löjlig rebus.
Timmar,
Svarta som hålen utanför min lycka.
ASH FLOWER
Black fire storm
Tearing continents apart
A void
Louder than any chaos
Silent screamer
Tortured air
Flames
Grey and dry
Gone
Time and death
Glowing like dying fireflies in the dirt
Suddenly
Ash flower
Rising
Reaching for the light within
Resurrection and supersonic desire
Growing
A garden of aching delight
Hiding
Deep inside every thought
Crashing deeper
Inside
MEMORIES OF YOU
Dancing in honey rain.
A laughing sun.
The center point of an Empire, always alive with fire storms.
Jaws locked around my heart.
Blood lust and cream.
Unleash me.
With stardust.
We make love inside a birdhouse.
Six hours of dead ends.
Layers and layers of black fire and fragile slices of ham.
Washed away by moonlight.
It never existed anyway.
You killed mommy with your love.
Jelly pain and a fierce cul-de-sac.
Insomnia inside a void.
Melting.
And I reach for your heart like it’s heaven.











