The Measureless Pride of an Autodidact Artwork

Once in a while I actually do perfectly normal paintings -- poppies, still life, or why not beautiful Lake Mälaren here in Stockholm, Sweden. But mostly, I find this tumbling world so bewildering that I have to paint something equally juxtaposed, often with dark and wry humour. The few oils I do lovingly slowly, painstakingly careful as an archaeological excavation of the subconscious. Then there's all my intricate "inquarelles", an ink-and-aqua tech that I developed for speed in my days as a commercial artist, and now there's digital ramblings too. But fast or slow, my works can only be finished by you, with your feelings and interpretations. You are an artwork too.