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New cards of cranes and ink drawings and reprinted cards available in the online store.
Drawing, making music, photographing and writing in verses.
With nature, from nature, in nature.
Earth. Water. Fire. Air.
In northern Sweden.
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Waxing moon
I was talking to the moon
(And she knew)
She said listen
Listen deeper
And longer
I was talking to the moon
(And she knew)
She said listen
Listen deeper
And longer




Spring water
Pencil
Pencil


Spring water




Covered with snow
Charcoal ink
Charcoal ink


Covered with snow




Winter forest
Graphite pencil
Graphite pencil


Winter forest






Over ice in the snow
I followed your footsteps
Over ice in the snow
Another kind of light
Revealed the colour of your soul
I hear an echo in your being
I see a landscape in your eyes
And like a tree that holds a bird
I have you in my arms
I followed your footsteps
Over ice in the snow
Another kind of light
Revealed the colour of your soul
I hear an echo in your being
I see a landscape in your eyes
And like a tree that holds a bird
I have you in my arms


The blue stream


Earth's knowing


The waters of wild land
Beautiful flower
Gorgeous tree
Brave playing flame
You wild horse
Weaver of webs
Capturing the dew
Shaping the landscape
In the way that is you
Painter of movement
Sketcher of life's subtleties
Drawer of meaning
Reflection of the light
guide to wisdom
Auriga day and night
The clay in your hands
Transforms to deep insight
Seeker of wonders
Walker of life's mysteries
Dancer on the line of truth
Speaker of words of otherworld
Your melodies streaming from the sea
Voice of spirit
Child of sun and moon
Continuing the starlight
Bloom in the orchid meadows
Bathe in the waters of wildland
Inhabit your dreams
Beautiful flower
Gorgeous tree
Brave playing flame
You wild horse
Weaver of webs
Capturing the dew
Shaping the landscape
In the way that is you
Painter of movement
Sketcher of life's subtleties
Drawer of meaning
Reflection of the light
guide to wisdom
Auriga day and night
The clay in your hands
Transforms to deep insight
Seeker of wonders
Walker of life's mysteries
Dancer on the line of truth
Speaker of words of otherworld
Your melodies streaming from the sea
Voice of spirit
Child of sun and moon
Continuing the starlight
Bloom in the orchid meadows
Bathe in the waters of wildland
Inhabit your dreams


The infinite snow plain


Shrouded in mist


Lunar landscape


Snow over spruces


Wintercoat
My mirror image hidden
On the road us three
My wintercoat
I hear one melody
Waking up between the trees
Dreaming on
Sleeping hare
The morning bird his song
Waiting for the sun
In the fog on the frozen lake in the snow
My mirror image hidden
On the road us three
My wintercoat
I hear one melody
The moon the gong
The ice its song
From the sun the last beam
Venus reads her words a stream
The trees closer
The hares alongside
That´s how the twilight was
Like an echo that never passed
My mirror image hidden
On the road us three
My wintercoat
I hear one melody
Waking up between the trees
Dreaming on
Sleeping hare
The morning bird his song
Waiting for the sun
In the fog on the frozen lake in the snow
My mirror image hidden
On the road us three
My wintercoat
I hear one melody
The moon the gong
The ice its song
From the sun the last beam
Venus reads her words a stream
The trees closer
The hares alongside
That´s how the twilight was
Like an echo that never passed


It must have been snowing in the high mountains all night


The isle of the osprey


Cold air


The return of the light


Ice lake


Growing ice


Morning bay


Retreating snow


Snow over meadow


First snow


A freezing lake


Hawa
air . love
atmosphere . breath . wind
giving life
air . love
atmosphere . breath . wind
giving life


Morning island


Waya
wolf . water . way
wolf . water . way


Resting ground


Stone on stone


Water and Earth


Sun soaked


Softened by the water's giving
They have been sleeping
on the warm greygreen rocks
softened by the water's giving
And as they woke they waited
for the morning to sing
Through the trees slowly
they've seen the early light seeking
it found their feathers black their body's
reaching
And bathing in the light
their whings turned wheathered white
their eyes greygreen glistening
They have been sleeping
on the warm greygreen rocks
softened by the water's giving
And as they woke they waited
for the morning to sing
Through the trees slowly
they've seen the early light seeking
it found their feathers black their body's
reaching
And bathing in the light
their whings turned wheathered white
their eyes greygreen glistening


With windblown seeds sown


Between the lake and the stream


Growing into colour


Mist over meadow


Where the mountains grow


Between islands


Moonrise


The idyll
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