One summer, a few years ago, I did an experiment. I buried ten old sheets in mirs and mug. There they had to lie. Sometimes I went there and moved around with a stick. In the autumn, I picked them up. Mire water and mud had dyed the sheets. Of these, I wove a rug, a little grey-brown and modest.
Since then we have been connected. It fades a little with the years. Sometimes it lies unpacked, sometimes it hangs on a wall.
It has been to Tokyo and Ulvvik. It adapts to most environments.
In April we go to Oslo, ryan and I.
There we will have an exhibition, at the Swedish Embassy April 21-23, together with other talented creators, in collaboration with Arctic Design of Sweden.
