Artists on Artists
In this series, we invite artists to step into the writer’s chair and celebrate other artists who move, provoke or challenge them.
Un-Weaving Memories
Matilda Kenttä traces the heritage of the Tornedalians, a Swedish minority whose quiet endurance speaks of belonging across generations.
A Happy, Unspecified Fantasy
Arthur Köpcke arrived in Copenhagen in 1953. Not long after, the city became a centre of the European avant-garde. When might that happen again?
Inside (For Klara Lidén)
At Kunsthalle Zürich, body, space, and language converged in quiet gestures charged with visceral energy.
Forest, Concrete, and Alienation
Lars Fredrikson’s paintings are never flat.
Grandmother’s Skin
Hilde Skancke Pedersen’s ránut can be felt in my fingers and on my tongue, even when I see them from a distance.
Some Waves Wave Forever
The waves in Kinga Bartis’s painting Egg timer do not move in vain.
Hurry It’s Time!
Some of the webs found in Charlotte Johannesson’s artistic practice and why spinning and weaving the past into the future is so important.
More, More, More Mountain
To put it wittily: the romantic in me has never seen a more realistic vision of Rondane than Harald Sohlberg’s.
A Visit from a Far Away Galaxy
Eddie Figge’s paintings from the 1989 São Paulo Biennale should be shown in schools as proof that our planet has had visitors from a distant civilisation.
For More Glory Holes
Some words around what it meant when Cecilia Bjartmar Hylta abstracted the act of masturbation into a large vibrating dildo wall. Or, why we feel sick making art.
While Our Children Watch TikTok
In Good Speaker, Elise Macmillan reconstructs from memory a radio commercial she heard during her early youth.
Mourning and Love
Hertha Hansons’s painting reminds me of something. Perhaps it’s just a feeling, the meaning of which shifts, surfaces, and disappears.
