This guided tour talkes about the infamous Kraken from Scandinavian folklore, and it’s distant relations the Sea Monk and the Sea Bishop. My collegue Kennet Lundin also tell us about real giant squids who dwells in the depths. From Gothenburg Natural History Museum. Only in Swedish.
New film from Gothenburgs Natural History Museum, this time I talk about bears in mythology! Only in Swedish.
Vår guide Ida är tillbaka – den här gången berättar hon om björnar i mytologin.
Slået op af Göteborgs Naturhistoriska Museum i Lørdag den 20. juni 2020
I will be part of a marathon – in reading Swedish fantasy! This readathon will be ongoing this entire summer and every week two authors will go live on Instagram at @fantastikathon and talk and answer to questions! I will go live on the 18 of June at 12 pm (CET). It will be in Swedish but I will also post an answer to any questions in Stories. You can also win a signed book from me by entering the photo competition. Get more information at @fantastikathon on Instagram.
Watch the interview here:
Remember that now is the time to read books. If you have not read Trollkarlens arvinge yet, now is the best time! Because we all need escapism at this moment, noone knows for how long the quarantine will last and we need to stop checking the news and our bank account every two seconds. The world will stand, the environment will flourish, and we ought to take this oppurtunity to speak to our family members (on phone if they are old), play with our children and read something that makes us happy. Take a moment to think about what your life is all about and what you want it to be. And think about what society needs to work to our advantage. Maybe the best art, the best books and the best music will be created in this weird time. Maybe the scientists will understand the world better in this vacuum than in the constant buzz that we are so used to…?
I have always loved to paint skin! Not only beige and brown but ALL colours reside in the human skin. If you look closer you can see the tip of your finger turn red and the veins on your vrist blue. An olive green reside in the shadow and a shy yellow in the light. The old masters painted skin in thin layers of oil colours (or tempera) that had to dry between the applications. Beginning with the dark blue-green layers they worked themself through the earthy browns and reds towards the light yellow, ocher and white.
Details from some of my own paintings in oil colour:
I always did enjoy painting faces with piercing eyes. There is something unnerving about them that makes you question who is really looking back at you? A made up character? My inner self? Or an ancient spirit that wanted me to capture them on paper? The last one might seem far fetched, but once a lady came crying to me saying I had painted her dead mother… So, I guess we will never know who stares back at you once I have applied the final colour.
The year has come to an end, and so has the decade! We are entering the roaring twenties and I hope it will bring a lot of good things! Hopefully I will be able to print my new novel next year, fingers crossed, and hopefully you guys will want to read it 🙂 Meanwhile: Take care and read lots of good books!
Cheers / Ida