For those who know my work, it may already be clear that my life as an artist does not follow the usual rhythm. For many years I have lived with a chronic condition that has significantly limited how much I can move through the world. It has shaped the way I work, the pace at which things unfold, and also the questions I find myself reflecting on about the art world and my place within it. One of those questions concerns something that is rarely discussed openly, even though it quietly shapes...

One painting was made in 2011. The two others are from 2024 and 2025. It is a long span of time, enough for a visual language to change. “Hopp” (2011) was painted before there was a method. Starting was uncertain. The acrylic resisted. The colors slid or broke, and the attempt to soften transitions became a struggle. There were no direction and no decisions, only action and frustration. Only when I stepped back did a form appear. A bird pushed out of the color fields and I made it visible. It...

On perception, artistic method, and pre-verbal ways of seeing For a long time, I took my way of perceiving the world for granted. I assumed that most people see connections, structures, and meaning in roughly the same way. Only recently have I come to understand that my way of seeing and working is not self-evident, but fundamental to how my artistic practice takes shape. When new works take shape for me, they rarely appear as ideas in a verbal sense. Instead, they emerge as coherent wholes:...