2009, 85cm x 100cm, oil on canvas
August Strindberg (1849-1912) was a Swedish playwright and novelist.
As I made my way to Stockholm in the autumn of 2009 I had the idea that I wanted to begin with exhibiting compositions I for various reasons associated with Stockholm. Strindberg may not have lived in Stockholm his entire life, but to me he most definitely is Stockholm.
I’m not an avid reader of books, although of what I’ve read in Swedish literature I find Strindberg to be the best. The language and the temper, it’s all so very rich. Somehow I can relate to the anger this crazed writer so beautifully expressed. I marvel at every page in his books, and no other author has done that for me.
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