My mother lives by the ocean. It´s a tiny town named Lønstrup, her garden is lush and you can always hear the slow, steady sound of the waves rolling in.
My mamma and I didn´t always see eye to eye but we do now and it means the world to me.
The strong love and the equally strong stubbornness that governs every truce. The respect that grows out of the time. The acceptance, forgiveness and understanding that none of us can live without.
My mother finds old worn wooden boards down by the seaside
and then she paints them and hangs them on the wall
Now that both she and her husband, my stepfather, have retired they have committed themselves full-time to the arts.
They used to be kinda super bosses and work all the time but now he´s a singer/songwriter (featured on Dansktoppen!) and she paints, knits, makes collages and create the most beautiful pieces of crocheting and embroidery.
As you know we are going through some hard times in our family right now.
You go through stages of chok, denial, anger, remorse, back to anger, back to self loathing, back to sorrow back to being a viking warrior, braided hair, shield, let´s go and that´s just how life is to me and that´s just how life was to us and that´s just how it is and maybe it won´t continue to be that way. But it´s ok. Because I know how to make meaning, I know how to create content, I know how to weave stories and stitch the wounds together with the thin red thread.
And patience while your mother experiment with the shutter speed
I don´t see them a lot.
I live in the wild woods far, far away and they live by the beloved sea.
We live different lives, have different standards maybe even different values… but it´s funny how my mother, in her retirement, has begun prioritizing the creative expressions of art, and it´s funny how my sister reads books every night and it´s funny how good it is to feel those family bonds, that kind of support, those threads.
Soon I´m going back to the wilderness, little Thunderboy Rubysword (his chosen last name) and my husband.
We are getting married again.
We´ll be tying the knots and strengthening the bonds because you need to do that… once in a while.
I have launched a subscription service to this blog and to my work in general.
I have also reopened my facebook account.
I would like to work for YOU and not the machine, I would like to do videos and strengthen the conversation about climate change, sustainability, homesteading and nature in general ( maybe book groups as someone suggested – wonderful idea!). This is my chosen path. This is my work.
It is helpful to work. To do. To act.
My mother and my sister promised to subscribe (I´m holding you up to that, support the arts!) but I hope you will too because see, my mother worked so, so hard and so much for all of her life- now she has the money and the time to paint homes and crochet blankets like the one that covers me right now and that´s good and I don´t know what our lives would have looked like if she had chosen the arts instead and it dosn´t matter, we can chose different paths, it´s all good.
What matters are the bonds and the ties and the connections and the conversations.
And the deep rumble of the rolling waves.