Sparrow on a real dried leaf I found last autumn going to visit friends๐ I was able to paint more from my intuition than from my head, so I feel like it turned out much more alive and authentic than many of my other works ๐๐ผ๐จ๐๐
Why a sparrow; had some interesting and symbolic encounters with sparrows lately – I didnโt even realise until recently that they even live here, close to our home ๐
Not king, not eagle, only a pulse of brown and breath. It carries the secret of small things: that life does not need grandeur to be holy. In dust, in hedges, in the cracks of cities, the sparrow sings the same simple truth to live is already enough. ๐ฆโจ
This january marked the 10 year anniversary of starting my tantric path, although I started my journey in hatha yoga in 2011.
What is tantra to me? It is easy to go into a textbook definition of it, and I will add one further down, but first I want to share what it means to me personally.
Tantra is transformation. It is working with energy in energy systems (of our mind and body).
Tantrics are usually laypeople – men and women with children, jobs, etc. We do not renounce the material and relative world but rather the opposite – using everyday life and challenges as fuel for the path, transforming impure energies into their pure state through specific yogic practices*.
Being a tantric means training and trusting oneโs own path and experiences, rather than just doing what is being told – to have disernment and critical thinking, yet stay open and humble.
Tantra can turn ignorance into wisdom, selfishness into compassion. Illuminating the dark corners of our minds, interrupting the cyclical habits, and learning how to read and work with energies; masculine and feminine, peaceful and wrathful alike. To find the center between extremes; letting hope and fear, aversion and attachment collaps into each other. With practice I believe it is possible to return ones mind and body from the samsaric state into its natural pristine state – which is the difference between ourselves and fully realised practitioners/masters of yoga/tantra. It only makes sense to me, for example, that if you can heal 10% of your traumas, you can heal 100%.
There is no tantric lineage without a head teacher (‘guru’ in sanskrit language, although I hesitate to use the word guru because it has been so misused and thus misleading). Tantra is based on passing empowerments from the teacher to the student. All empowerments I have received has been from Finnish tantric teacher Amrita Baba, and I am part of his sangha (community of practitioners), called AmritaMandala. I feel fortunate to have found what I deem to be an authentic Teacher of Dharma, who is able to transmit high teachings to his students, so that we actually feel the shifts and benefits. In this pragmatic lineage we work closely with non-physical tantric masters (mahasiddhas), mainly Padmasambhava, Yeshe Tsogyal, Ishanath (aka Jesus Christ), Babaji, Mataji, Krishna, Radha, Lao Tzu, Bodhidharma, among many others. See full list here.
Personally, I feel a very close relationship with Ishanatha, he has for instance healed some of my serious physical ailments spontaneously on more than one occasion since 2021 in meditation, and he is – in my eyes – a true tantric yogi beyond of any religious establishment – pure Christ consciousness. (I am raised atheist and am not baptised, so this connection came later in life).
Impermanence is also a central topic in tantra. It is well believed that a practitioner (tantric yogi/ni) should be able to know what happens at the time of death (our two subtle bodies leaving the physical body), and there are practices for this specifically. Meditation and contemplation on illness, death and the impermanent nature of the relative world is essential.
I vaguely remember a few past lives, and that my soul chose this incarnation; I chose being a girl/woman, my parents, my place of birth, and the immense health challenges to fuel my practice. The deeper the suffering, the wider the perspectives, the greater the lessons and the brighter the light at the end of the tunnel.
I am also a Mother, and both of our boys’ souls came to ‘visit’ me before they decided to be born through me. I feel very honored that they chose us as parents, and I cannot wait to see what their plans are for their lives.
Another important cornerstone of tantra is bodhicitta; the genuine wish to attain enlightenment for the sake of all sentient beings. This wish can carry you through some of the darkest moments – it really has for me.
Vajrayana is the tantric interpretation of mahayana. The goal is the same in mahayana but the methods are different.
The biggest practical different, as theyโre doctrinally the same, are empowerments and transmissions given by a tantric preceptor who traditionally are called gurus (tib. lit. lama). In tantric empowerments the guru transmits the experience of buddhanature that all beings inherently possess that can be afterwards returned and cultivated by the student. This cultivation is done through the repetition of mantras, visualizations and mudras or physical gestures that are direct expressions of the enlightened speech, mind and body. Mantras are specific verbal formulas of various deities or enlightened archetypes of buddhas and bodhisattvas that embody different aspects of our inherent enlightened nature. Manjushri is an archetype of wisdom and discrimination, Avalokiteshvara that of compassion and Vajrasattva that of selfless clarity. The tantric system is an esoteric method of healing and awakening which under certain circumstances leads to buddhahood ie supreme enlightenment (skt. anuttara samyak sambodhi) in a single lifetime.
It is good to mention that the mentioned enlightenment is not something of the distant past and cultures. Vajrayana which is a yogic training system for normal laypeople, enables full enlightenment for anyone who dedicates to pursue the path to enlightenment for the purpose of helping others, is willing to keep bringing accepting awareness to oneโs most painful and unpleasant thoughts, emotions and memories and who is willing to continue to the end of the process regardless.
In terms of doctrines vajrayana, like mahayana, is based on the so called Second and Third Turnings of the wheel of Dharma by Buddha Shakyamuni. Interpretations of these doctrines, especially the buddhanature (skt. tathagatagarbha) teaching of the Third Turning vary slightly. However, all vajrayana, also called tantrayana or mantrayana, is based on the doctrine of emptiness or better, selflessness of all things of the mind (skt. shunyata) and bodhicitta which means revealing the natural loving, compassionate and kind nature of ours towards all beings.
Amrita Baba
My tantric tattoo. A portrait from May 2024, with second baby ๐งก๐น๐๐ผIshanatha on our wall
Why the absence of autonomous, multi-age playgroups makes parenting suck. (This is a reshare of Elena Bridgers’ article).
Sรกmi mommy breastfeeding toddler in Tromsdalen, Tromsรธ, Arctic Sรกpmi, while smoking some tobacco.
“Fasten your seatbelts, ladies and (two or three) gentlemen, because we are about to dive into the my absolute favorite topic of all time: the importance of multi-age playgroups in hunter-gatherer societies. Honestly, I get more excited about this stuff than a dog whose owner just said the word โwalk.โ Back when I first started reading about motherhood in hunter-gatherer societies there were two things that made me go, โohhhhhhhh, now I get it.โ One is the longer interbirth intervals that probably characterized most of human history (as I wrote about here) and the other is the critical important of multi-age playgroups as a source of substitute childcare for mothers. It was a total epiphany for me, and I suspect you may have the same reaction, because once you see how this used to work, how human childhood evolved to work, it just makes so much sense. Over millions of years, we basically evolved a perfect system involving care of children by children, in a way that was wholly compatible with their own need for play, and that we have entirely abandoned in the modern context, to the detriment of all.
But in order for you to understand why this still matters for mothers in the modern context, I need to tell you my own story about just how much I hate playing with my children (even though I love them deeply) and how misguided I was about the role of a โgood momโ and what she owes her kidsโฆ
Iโd rather stick a fork in my eyeball than play pirates.
Only after I had begun doing deep research on hunter-gatherer societies did I realize that this is exactly how things were supposed to work. Children are supposed to play with other children. It was never meant to be the motherโs job. But trapped as we are in single-family homes where playmates can be hard to come by, parents often end up filling this tedious and time-consuming role…[..]”
A painting I started a while ago, didnโt know how to finish it, until today. I really like it now. ๐ I used acrylic paint, gold -and glitter pens. It is 15 x 15 cm, the title is “Myk” – meaning soft. It is for sale on my art page. ๐ซถ๐ป
If you knew that one day someone would be helped and inspired by exactly the trial you are going through now, would it then be easier to bear? I believe that the knowledge/thought that another person can benefit from your story; your experiences and how you solved problems and trials makes the burden lighter in a way; because then you are doing something for something greater than yourself. There is a self-sacrifice in the picture that gives momentum, and you no longer think only of “me and mine,” but also of the well-being of others. I donโt know if this makes sense – I think itโs the autumn and the colourful death and devotion of the plants to the cycle of the seasons that made me write this ๐คญ๐๐
This is the landscape nomadic peoples of the Arctic have travelled for decades and generations. Moving their herds and homes and children safely tucked onto sleds, across the tundra. This is still the case in some areas. If you’ve witnessed the ever-changing play of colours and atmosphere during the Arctic winter and Polar night, it looks something like this; pastel skies, crisp clear air, moon in daytime and the sun hiding behind the horizon, blessing us with a few rays here and there before leaving for a few months. I am in awe at how my ancestors have survived and even thrived here for so long; I feel moved to my core by their know-how of the elements, seasons and animals. “Way of Life” art print, 2400 NOK ๐ฉต๐๐ค๐งก 89 x 46,5 cm including white edges. The prints have the title written on the white part in front, and signature on the back.
Art card with envolope โ๏ธ 17 x 12 cm including white edges. 75 NOK (norwegian kroner) Can be shipped anywhere ๐ค๐
The prints are made from a painting I did back in 2021 when I first became a mother. Afterwards, I slightly edited it digitally, and thought it looked wonderful as printed art cards ๐ I have 3 cards available currently.
I simply never tire of seeing the auroras, no matter how often they appear. Here above our house ๐ My phone camera didnโt do them justice of course.. Also, did a small aurora painting in December that I gave away on my Christmas Giveaway on my art page. ๐ฉต
“The ancient Masters were profound and subtle. Their wisdom was unfathomable. There is no way to describe it; all we can describe is their appearance.
They were careful as someone crossing an iced-over stream. Alert as a warrior in enemy territory. Courteous as a guest. Fluid as melting ice. Shapable as a block of wood. Receptive as a valley. Clear as a glass of water.
Do you have the patience to wait till your mud settles and the water is clear? Can you remain unmoving till the right action arises by itself?
The Master doesn’t seek fulfillment. Not seeking, not expecting, she is present, and can welcome all things.”
Noen gode รฅpenbare grunner jeg kom pรฅ til รฅ kanskje velge hjemmeskole.
Alle foreldre vil jo det beste for sine barn. I det siste har vi tenkt mer og mer pรฅ รฅ hjemmeundervise vรฅre. Enn sรฅ lenge er de jo begge under 5 รฅr, sรฅ vi har ennรฅ litt tid pรฅ รฅ ta avgjรธrelsen, men det er per nรฅ hva som fรธles mest rett. Personlig kjenner jeg ennรฅ pรฅ ettereffektene av 13 รฅrs skolegang (10 รฅr grunnskole og 3 รฅr videregรฅende) og den skolevegringen som fargela alle de รฅrene. Jeg er altsรฅ 33 รฅr, men tenker fortsatt pรฅ det. Men ingenting er jo svart/hvitt; man kan for eksempel velge รฅ hjemmeundervise de fรธrste รฅrene, og sรฅ begynne pรฅ skolen ved et senere tidspunkt, for eksempel rundt tiรฅrsalderen.
Er det noen av dere som leser dette innlegget som har noen erfaringer รฅ dele pรฅ dette omrรฅdet?๐
“Maintain the state of undistractedness, and distractions will fly away. Dwell alone, and you shall find the Friend. Take the lowest place, and you shall reach the highest. Hasten slowly, and you shall soon arrive. Renounce all worldly goals, and you shall reach the highest Goal. If you follow this unfrequented path, you will find the shortest way.” -Milarepa
October photos. Colourful sky, sunny days and snowy days.. It’s always shifting very fast here, you could almost say there is four seasons within one season ๐ ๐ฆโ๏ธPrayer flags in our garden โ๏ธ The weather was interesting that day; grey sky and sea, white landscape and a heavy kind of silence.
My Traditional Sรกmi wives’ silver ring ๐๐๐ฅ It was a gift alongside actual wedding rings. Got married to my best friend and partner in September. Very small short wedding, no guests, just our kids and two witnesses. It was perfect:)
(Made in Kautokeino, Northern Sรกpmi)
Gold wedding ring inscribed with my now husbands dharma name inside, and he has mine. Never owned anything made from gold before ๐ Always wanted an inscribed gold ring ever since I saw LOTR as a child๐ My bouquet was something I put together from dried flowers and the band around it was same colour as my wedding dress; actually I cut the band (belt) from the dress itself because it was too long.
Being a parent means receiving a unique invitation back to the present moment by these small individuals who only asks for you to be yourself around them, to be fully in the moment and to see them for who they are. It’s so simple that even a child can understand it.
Our oldest son, who is almost 4, made these funny little “dolls” representing our little family ๐ Apparently, I am the grumpy one ๐ A hedgehog he also made from blue dough and a stick from the forest. An autumn bouquet I picked on that same trip into the forest ๐ Next to it is a small Sรกmi shamanic drum that our son received for his 3rd birthday.I drew this little boy recently ๐ฉต And gave birth to this little boy in August ๐๐ฉต Healthy and beautiful, 3250 g, ten fingers and ten toes. The birth went so well and quite fast, all due to how much I had prepared my mind and body for it. Days are a bit monotone at the moment, like postpartum days usually are; diapers and carrying baby around, but felt much more up for the task this time than when we had our first son back in 2021 when everything was new to us. I have to admit though it is a bit lonely sometimes due to not having any mum-friends nearby, and not much time for painting either, but found this flat rock one day me and him were out walking with the baby shawl, and so made this quick little autumn painting ๐
Oh, and I just have to show this gift our oldest made for his dad/my husband for his 35th birthday in October. It was a white statue that I bought, and then he decorated it with paint and gold flakes โจ๏ธ๐
“Pregnancy is a process that invites you to surrender to the unseen force behind all life.” ๐๐งก๐ค๐ฉต Photos taken by Gunhild Berg Johansen, I was ca 6 months pregnant here.
I highly recommend this very helpful and insightful podcast episode on breaking the fear-tension-pain cycle that most women go into when in labour, myself included. I am very close to giving birth to our second child, and feeling all the emotions that comes naturally leading up to that. This podcast episode really helped me, along with a hypnobirthing course I’ve been doing lately.
When we are small children, it comes natural for us to think of others. We don’t see much separation between ourselves and others, and so wanting to be kind, to help and be generous comes as naturally as dusk and dawn.
As we age and experiences shape us, we get hardened. We are no longer soft and supple like babies, now we have frozen places in our bodies and mind that makes us feel and act in certain negative ways, or it even makes us ill. We get prickly edges, we might be ‘difficult’ for others to be around and as much as we wish to feel soft, authentic and playful again, it just don’t seem to happen by will alone.
This is where yogic practices (dharma) can help, because it targets and addresses both the physical body, and the subtle energy bodies. Focusing only on one aspect, will not be a holistic solution, in my experience. And focusing only on my own healing, without regard to others who are also suffering, is not sufficient; it has to be for the benefit of others – it has to touch the heart (bodhichitta).
Prayer flags in our garden
Here is the youtube channel and the website of the Amrita Mandala dharma lineage which I practice and which has helped me the most in my life and healing ๐๐ผ
In my summer sea sรกmi gรกkti. And small baby “shoes” made by mother-in-law ๐๐ผShades of blue shellRusty coloursBlue and purple hues“Det er morgen igjen, vesle hรฅp og verden frotterer seg med nyvasket solskinn. Livets ansikt er aldri det samme selv om vi ser pรฅ det i all evighet.” – Kolbein Falkeid #home #kitchen #midnightsunCurious little guy on a short hike in the rain. โ๏ธSummer details in some of my older paintings. Just playing and experimenting with colours and techniques so that I will hopefully find the Joy of painting again ๐ I guess I have a little dry spell in my creative life at the moment.. Blue, orange and yellow are great together. A bouquet I picked by the side of the road.Details Beef tallow.Son and daddy ๐๐โค๏ธ๐My partner of 14 years meditating. #yogisondisplay Our shed with some new flowers.Curious little rabbit in our garden.
It is from Eastern Siberia that the word shaman comes from, which means to ‘heat up’. Where it originated before that, I do not know. The ‘new shananism’ people in the west speak of today can hardly be compared. Shamanism and animism has permeated most if not all of the nomadic and semi-nomadic cultures in this part of the world. The shamans have traditionally been both women and men, though the word ‘shaman’ is masculine form. The feminine word for a female shaman is ‘udugan’ in Tungusic language. In Northern Sรกmi a shaman is known as a Noaide. (Acrylic on mixed media paper, A4)Shaman’s drum to aid in the trance travel
Here is some pictures I used for inspiration for my painting.
I can also highly recommend these practices on youtube by a Uralic Tantric yoga teacher Amrita Baba; where he teaches tantric practices with ancient shamanic masters. Here is part 1 of 4, and the other parts linked below video.
Winter is on our doorsteps, snow is here, polarnight is 2 weeks away, and it’s time for cosying up, hibernating, perserving our energy – and perhaps do some more icebaths. A small photo series from September, October and a few from November so far ๐ค Much love from Arctic Sรกpmi ๐๐ผ
Crips airHalf autumn, half winter Woman walking…Kitchen view 22.oct. The adults were watching over the white baby reindeer. Colours of autumnWe are 6-7 women doing ice bathing every week togetherHelps to have a fire when icebathingSรกlasvaggiFrost on seaweedFrosty boatWhen winter crept down the hill side12:30 lightIda swimmingKali on a reindeer peltLadies ice bathingMe ice bathingAfternoon light in autumn Reindeer heart…Cooked it with onion and full fat creamNorwegian, Sรกmi and Kveni flag next to each other Blue tones by the riverPastel hues
Kunst -og fotoutstilling pรฅ SevenDesign Atelier fra 3.-31. mai, oppe i andre etasje, i rommet med de blรฅ vindus-og dรธrkarmene ๐ Rommet har ett kafรฉbord og stoler, og rommet fรธr har kaffe -og snackservering samt utstilling av andres kunst. ร pent alle ukedager 09:30 – 17:00 (18:00 pรฅ torsdager). Har ogsรฅ postkort, print og รธredobber til salgs. Jannicke pรฅ SevenDesign har utrolige mye annet spennende der, i begge etasjer og flere rom.
While the safe blanket of snow covers the landscape, and the crisp cold air cradle us to sleep under the starry sky, know that spring is waiting in hibernation just like you, ready to rejoice once more.
The sky is always so colourful right before polarnight sets inEarly in NovemberAn important topic and film (“The silence in Sรกpmi”) Saw it in the cinema, I think it will be put online later.Made some Christmas decor with our son โค๏ธFrom high up! Propeller plane ride from Arctic to Southern Finland โ๏ธ๐ค๐His third plane ride, and he isn’t even two!Amrita Mandala yoga retreat 20+ people in person and online, practising yoga-dharma together for 4 days. In PorvooMe doing Dzogchen Metta practice with Jenna โจ๏ธPhoto of calender I printed with my own photos. These are for June, because they were taken in June at midnight. I chose this photo for March because that is when these little birdies return. 11 am ๐๐๐ค
Soon we enter December and thus the last month of 2022. Hope you are all staying warm and safe, and that Christmas is not a source of stress, but a time for relaxing and magic โจ๏ธโ๏ธ
Morning sunlight through the autumn leavesDew drops…Patch of neighbourhood bathing in morning lightA kind of autumn bouqet I pickedIt’s dark in the evenings now. Hello candles!The golden season
Can I just say, this is the best photo anyone has ever taken of me? Susann, thank you for capturing my essence. Here I am wearing a headdress and silk liidni I sewed myself, and the gรกkti summer dress is made by Nadezda Johnsen. Autumn wind…๐งก๐๐๐ผLife is a lot of chopping wood and carrying water… I think that is how the saying goes ๐
“Your healing journey will, of course, include a consideration and use of all the best tools modern medicine can offer you, as well as the best tools holistic healing can offer you. From a deeper perspective, illness is caused by unfulfilled longing. The deeper the illness, the deeper the longing. It is a message that somehow, somewhere, you have forgotten who you are and what your purpose is. You have forgotten and disconnected from the purpose of your creative energy from your core. Your illness is the symptom: The disease represents your unfulfilled longing. So above all else, use your illness to set yourself free to do what you have always wanted to do, to be who you have always wanted to be, to manifest and express who you already are from your deepest, broadest, and highest reality. If indeed you have discovered yourself to be ill, prepare yourself for change, expect your deepest longing to surface and to be brought to fruition. Prepare yourself to finally stop running and turn and face the tiger within you, whatever that means to you in a very personal way. I suggest the best place to start to find the meaning of your illness is to ask yourself: โWhat is it that I have longed for and not yet succeeded in creating in my life?โ’ (From Barbara Brennan’s book Emerging Light)
Yellow birch leaves bathing in the sunlight. Ramfjorden/Gรกranasvuotna.Calm sea….๐The yellow trees against the blue sky is a sight to behold. ๐๐Very happy with this shot, was thinking for many weeks that I wanted to take this photo and feel like I nailed it just how I wished ๐๐๐ปThis one is with phone camera, because I could not find my Panasonic camera (found it 2 days later, exactly where I put it!) Tinden / Sรกlaลกoaivi.Another phone shot, but feel like I really captured the mood of the weather, even though it is bad quality! โ๏ธ
Sunlight in the sea – the grey stuff is mudLate summer in AugustA foot bath in the sea mudA funny cloud that looked like skaller (nuvttohat/sรกmi pelt shoe)Kvalรธya seen from Tromsรธ islandA pale yellow flower from my mother’s gardenOur son being immersed in play
“Darkness, no matter how ominous and intimidating, is not a thing or force: it is merely the absence of light. So light need not combat and overpower darkness in order to displace it – where light is, darkness is not. A thimbleful of light will therefore banish a roomful of darkness. The same is true of good and evil: evil is not a thing or force, but merely the absence or concealment of good. One need not ‘defeat’ the evil in the world; one need only bring to light its inherent goodness.”
Vajra brocade jacket in green and gold I was lucky to find in local second hand store. It is handmade, too, wonder who made it and gave it away.
I wanted to make a post on the physical body. I have noticed in social media a trend called ‘body positivity’, and I wanted to share my own version of what that means to me:
Knowing that my body is made from the natural elements and is a result of thousands of generations
Reminding myself that all my cells are working hard to keep me alive every day
Eating traditional sustainable foods that my body easily turn into energy
Deep sleep and meditation to give body healing and vitality
Practice prayer and mantras to help body get rid of karmic traces stored inside the cells
Strength training to keep joints stable and posture straight
Keeping in mind how ancestors lived, and how they treated their bodies
Reminding myself to breathe with my belly, through nose and keeping my tongue in the roof of mouth, while jaw relaxed, as this feels most natural and it makes body relax
Tapping into body’s innate healing powers if I feel sick
Feeling how the body is an anchor that keeps us in the present moment
Maybe I could add more later. What would you add? Thanks for reading, have a lovely day. -M
My mum staring into the ocean ๐Little flowers in the sand at our hidden secret beach.Beach view.Our son got to see and play with the ocean waves. He was kind of scared, but also curious!Prestvannet / BรกhpajรกvriSome lotus like flowers at the Arctic Alpine botanic garden. In the forest ๐Some gorgeous tulips outside the Polar Museum in Tromsรธ.My beautiful coffee bag sewn by duojรกr Inga Nilsen Eira. It’s made from reindeer skin, wool and cotton bands, and braided reindeer skin string. Perfect to bring my coffee on walks and trips โค๏ธ
“From the perspective of a healer, illness is the result of imbalance. Imbalance is a result of forgetting who you are. Forgetting who you are creates thoughts and actions that lead to an unhealthy lifestyle and eventually to illness.” – Barbara Brennan, Hands of Light
Healing can occur spontaneously and over time. The spirit has an innate ability and longing for healing, health and happiness. We can all access this healing ability, we just sometimes need some help to tap into that. Never think that healing is not an option for you, or that it’s too late. We can always be reminded of who we are, where our strength lies and how strong our spirits are.
I’d like to recommend 2 books that helped me: Healing back pain: the mind-body connection by Dr. John Sarno, and Hands of Light by Barbara Brennan.
Much healing love to anyone and everyone who needs it. -M
Pictured: me at age 10 ca., on a hiking trip with my family. ๐ค
The Winter is stubborn this year, not allowing Spring to enter just yet. I don’t really mind, but also looking forward to green fields, bird song, less layers of clothing and mountain streams. Hope everyone has a great Spring, wherever you are! ๐ค All photos are taken in Arctic Troms.
Who are Uralians and Ugrians? We are different peoples with unique cultures and common linguistic roots, stretching from Russia, over Siberia and the Ural mountains, into Scandinavia. Some have moved further south, like the Hungarians. Many of us live Arctic and sub-Arctic lives and livelihoods. Many of us also have lost our traditional cultures and language.
We are Sรกmis, Kvens, Finns, Karelians, Khantys, Maris, Mansis, Nganasans, Nenets, Komis, Tornedalians, Selkups, and many more. I added a small variety of photos from our community below.
Uralic clothing vary from boys and girls/men and women, and is usually made just to fit the climate. Sewing patterns are often kept within the family and only used by the ethnic group and not outsiders. Summers can get pretty warm, and winters of course get extremely cold, so there are different garments for the seasons. More text and a poem below ๐
The Arctic circle and some coastal settlements. Uralians live mainly in Europe and Eurasia. Nganasan womens pants and shoes. (C) Bryan and Cherry Alexander, Arcticphoto.com A group of two Nganasan men and three women in traditional dress outside a hut at a camp on the Kheta River. Taimyr, Northern Siberia, Russia. 2004. ยฉ Bryan & Cherry Alexander Photography. Arcticphoto.com Mansi girls in traditional clothing and shawls. Credit: unknown. Rita Morokova, a young Selkup woman, at a summer camp in the taiga. Krasnoselkup, Yamal, Western Siberia, Russia ยฉ Bryan & Cherry Alexander Photography. Arcticphoto.com Nora Ollila in traditional Kven dress. Kvens are Finns who emigrated to Finnmark, Arctic Norway. Very few speak Kven nowadays. Three out of my eight great grandparents were Kven.Nenets women with pelt clothing and head scarfs.Traditional Karelian dress from Republic of Karelia. Located between Finland and Russia. Anne Bull in a pesk made from reindeer hide, and silver jewellery. Sรกmi woman.Skolt Sรกmi headdress for married woman to the left. I took this photo at ร’vv skolt sami museum in Neiden, Arctic Norway. There are different headdresses depending on your marital status.Tundra summer life. Nenet women and toddlers.Khanty women in traditional dress at a Spring festival in the village of Pitlyar. Yamal, Western Siberia, Russiaยฉ Bryan & Cherry Alexander Photography. Arcticphoto.com Vassilly Longortov, an elderly Khanty man, out fishing in his boat on the Synya River. Yamal, Western Siberia, Russia. ยฉ Bryan & Cherry Alexander Photography. Arcticphoto.com Mari children, photographed by Dima Komarov. See full photo series here.Sรกmi men in Guovdageaidnu, Arctic Norway. Wearing pesk/finnmudd/beaska. Blue wool gรกkti on the 4th man. The four pointed hat is Northern Sรกmi. Photo by Sophus Tromholt. Mikkel Gaup in pelt clothing. Sรกmi. From the classic movie The Pathfinder, one of my favourite movies.Mikkel Josefsen Nรคkkรคlรค. Reindeer herder. Colorised by Per Ivar Somby. Photo by Sophus Tromholt. Nganasan toddlers and women in traditional clothes. Nganasans are Uralics from the Samoyedic branch, native to Taimyr, Siberia.Guovdageaidnu Sรกmis, Norway. Gรกktis and pesks. Women wear chest silver risku for protection. Gรกktis are Sรกmi dresses that vary from each region. The more colour, the better.Duodji handcraft by Hilde Marie Lund. Coffee bag with The Shaman with Drum symbol. The small mug is a miniature version of a guksi. Duodji can be translated to “beautiful things made practical”.Shot from Kautokeino-opprรธret. Wearing pesks and reindeer gรกkti. Arctic Norway. Sรกmi languages/tribes. This map shows part of Scandinavia, Finland and Western Russia.Siberian child at the ร’vv skolt Sรกmi museum in Neiden i visited in 2018.Arctic languages. Uralic in orange. Great map. For more high resolution map go here. Also, they are looking to complete the map with more information on dialects, please let them know on the link too if you have somehing to add! Komse/gietkka for baby. Komi women in winter clothing.Nenet woman in reindeer clothing with traditional decor. Reindeer sled.Nenet man and women in traditional winter clothing. Nenet girls/young women hairstyle called ta’ne.Mansi woman in traditional clothing. The chest piece and shoe decor is beaded.Credit: khanty_mansi_mir on instagramMy skaller/nuvttohat sewn by a friend of my grandmother for me when i was little. They are so well used, but taken care of except one small whole i need to fix.. They are made from reindeer hide and leather. Wool insides.. Very warm, only for dry snow use, but too small for me nowโฆ Time to pass them on to our son โค๐๐๐งก
Usually, if not always, ethnic European and Eastern/Eurasian (Arctic) clothing has specific designs for women, men, girls and boys. Practical, warm and distinguishable; usually a bit, or vastly, different for each region. Often bright colours and intrinsic details. Made from the immediate surroundings; wool and animals. Sometimes silk. Giving the wearer a place and belonging; need only look at a persons clothes to know where they, or where their parents are from. Sewing patterns are often kept within the family only. Nowadays however, many native outfits are only used a few times a year for special occasions due to many people moving into the city and/or the boarding schools, and designs are evolving with the new creative youth, creating new ideas and identities, which is normal and expected. But traditional sewing skills are sadly not being taught that much from early age.
Clothing is important. No store bought garment sewn by a machine can measure with an outfit that contains your ancestry and history in every stitch. Many nowadays are also lucky to have more than one ancestry and thus more wardrobe options! Many have lost their native language(s) and feel like a “poser” if they use them or sew them, perhaps scared of getting strange looks or be called names, but I will forever argue that we should wear it like our own skin, because it is a birthright of sorts.
Every two weeks a language dies with its last speaker, 50 to 90 percent of them are predicted to disappear by the next century (source for the statistic: National Geographic). For example; 35 out of 38 Uralic languages are endangered or critically endangered due to assimilation and globalisation. Many Uralics live Arctic lives and livelihood in Europe and Eurasia. Herding, fishing and hunting. Linguistics say there used to be at least (!) 31 000 languages in the human history, now we are down to around 6000, and it is declining every fortnight. This makes sewing and using our traditional dresses even more important.
Keep sewing and keep teaching children traditional skills. They will thank you down the line, I am sure of that.
Thank for reading. I will end this post with a poem by Ingrid Mollenkopf from her book ‘Between Sleeps: Uralic Poetry’:
“Petals do fall on the grass beneath my feet
Do they remember their days among the branches?
Do they remember
All the worldโs sweet breezes
Brushing their fibers
Carrying their good scent afloat?
As I remember
My youth
Among my people
Do we remember
The colors and voices
Moving our instincts guiding our every moment?” ๐บ
Me, our son and my friend and relative โค Lรกhppigรกkti. Coastal Sรกmi.๐๐โคHat and traditional shawl made by me โค๐Traditional knit by his father’s mother. Belt is supposed to be on hips, but not easy when he is moving like a little maggot ๐ชฑ๐
Today, we celebrated the Sรกmi National Day, Feb 6th.
I have Kven/Finnish, Norwegian and Sรกmi heritage, and love to celebrate what I can while I can. I am deeply thankful for my connection to my heritage and my own heart, and wish you all the best 2022 possible.
“People wearing their national dresses symbolise unity. A research conducted on this subject showed that youngsters wearing traditional clothes, irrespective of western pressure, had fewer behavioural and emotional problems. The reason being that they are in touch with their ancestral culture, religion and traditions and thus not confused about their identity or who they are.” Makes sense to me; feeling like you belong and have a community is very important. Nowadays, I think many of us feel a part of many different groups, because we live in a globalised world, and clothing can be changed, thus changing your identity. Maybe that makes our traditional and national dresses even more special? โค
Here is the link to the study for anyone interested. It also sheds a light on the dangers of not allowing indigenous peoples to use and wear their own clothings, as we have seen happen all over the world.
Sรกmi man in gรกkti with reindeer pants and mittens. The shoes are nuvttohat, skaller, nutukas.. many names for same shoe. Different languages and dialects. Photo by Lola A. AkerstrรถmKautokeino Sรกmis. Guovdageaidnu in Northern Sรกmi language. Wearing pesks and gรกktis. With traditional shawls, belts, mittens and hats. Northern Lapland/Sรกpmi. Khanty woman Kristina Neva and baby in reindeer clothing with decor. Summer on the Arctic tundra. Photo by Bryan and Cherry Alexander.
The path to the light is dark. Silencing the mind through meditation allows us to feel and see the radiant light of our own basic goodness, basic buddha nature, where compassion and creativity flows without obstruction, like the rays of the Sun. – Monica Xx
A heart opening guided meditation session led by Kim Rinpoche.
October night sky a few weeks ago ๐๐
If we know our hearts and our own natural state, we will also simultaneously know how to love and care. Not only for others but for ourselves and our difficult emotions. Life is so full of difficult emotions, as we know. Compassion and forgiveness is always with you, like a silent friend.
Thank you for reading and still following my blog. It is most appreciated. My posts are very sporadic, as time flies by with the new baby. Long days but short weeks. Not enough hours to get it all done, and not enough hours to just enjoy him – this new little person that runs our lives now. Motherhood is equally hard as it is wonderful. I hope to get more painting and other artsy projects into my days again.
Hรฅja and HillesรธyHรฅja mountain. We drove up and got the best view ever. Very happy with this photo!Arctic July.More furry neighbours.Rainy summer day.Ilo, a cute little dog we met at Reinรธya.Early morning at Reinรธya. Seal at Reinรธya. Summer swim.. Me and my boyfriend’s mother. 8-9ยฐc!Tromsรธ centrum, the pavillion.At the Arctic-Alpine Botanical garden in Tromsรธ. Blue Himalayan poppies. ๐ In the World’s Northernmost botanical garden.So many beautiful colours and shapes.Midsummer, 23rd of June.Tiny Arctic dolphins.Sunlight over Lyngsalpan. Rainy evening at Spรฅkenes. Kali ๐๐คPicked a small bouquet.
“I love the Arctic summer, it’s the best day of the year!” Short but sweet. How was your summer?
Yesterday was World Indigenous peoples day, so I share this wonderful portrait of my relative Johannes from 6 generations ago. Wearing a pesk/finnmudd. I think we have the same nose, and eyebrows. I look forward to teach our son about his ancestors. It was a black-white photo by S. Trombolt but Per I. Somby colorised it. #ArcticPeople #Uralic
Indigenous means ‘naturally occuring’. Someone or something that ‘belongs’ to a place, and who is living in harmony with the natural surroundings. A part of the local ecosystem. The natural world belongs to us ALL, we need to treat it with respect and appreciation to be able to continue living in it sustainably. Always give more than you take, even if it is “just” gratefulness.
Where was or is your ancestors indigenous to? Do you feel as a part of the natural surroundings?
Small tip on how to feel more connected to the natural world: consciously focus and feel into the knowing of being held and supported by the Earth and gravity. See if you can completely relax intothat knowing and if you can trust that you are safe and being held.
“Practice being here until ‘now’ disappears. Dwell nowhere. Be beneficial to others, and you will lack nothing. Flash open your heart. Be a child of wonder, playing with generosity. Floating in a seaย of billions of universes, whatever that is, โThatโ is all we are. It is as much out there, as it is in here. How amazing. Trade in all your wrongs, injustices, hurts, and fears for mercy, hope, compassion, and kindness. An open heart is the best medicine, open it a little more with every breath. Be like a little kid, running with Wonder, โWhat is this?โ – words by Tilopa, the mahasiddha.
Photo from way back when. I used to love horses but now I must admit being a bit scared of them ๐๐
How is your spring going?๐ป Myself, I am very busy with the new mama life. Barely time to write this post ๐๐๐ป It’s hard, wonderful and all worth it.
Will be back with more photographies and updates soon. xx Monica
Allow yourself to be yourself. Close your eyes and feel the stable mountain-like presence of your own being. Indestructable, isn’t it? Your own light, your own intuition. Keep returning to yourself. To home, to where you are safe and where you belong. The same stillness that exists in nature, exists in you. There is no seperation, and it cannot be taken away or destroyed. Allow yourself to come home, over and over, until there is no doubt. xx Monica
A few snowy peaks shots from beginning of May. Spring is here! Camera used: Panasonic Lumix.
Mรฅrrakaffe og nydelig lilla tulipanKan ikke huske sist jeg laga pรฅskeris โค๐๐๐ค๐Ingen pรฅske uten gule (og noen lilla) tulipaner. Sola titter ogsรฅ oftere frem!
The Sun is properly back, and giving us all sorts of moods with her play of light. Like brushstrokes.Afternoon.My friend Flo.We are making a short film. Stay tuned! ๐ฅฐSame landscape, different season.
It’s the last day of a very eventful January, and I am spending it curled up on our big sleeping couch with our newborn baby boy who is about 2 weeks old now, in his little baby nest and my partner who is sitting on the other end writing away on the computer. Outside, it’s already dark again. Polar night is officially over here but I have not seen the Sun yet. I am not outside so much, hardly at all as all time and energy is spent adjusting and taking care of this new amazing creation. I did however manage our first little walk with the pram!
Life is new and different and surreal as parents. Giving birth was intense and hard work, and unfortunately not how I envisioned, but nontheless a very powerful experience. A rite of passage of sorts.. At one point during delivery I felt like I connected with all other Mothers giving birth naturally, experiencing the same pain at the exact same time. When he was born, there was an incredible silence and love that I have not experienced before ๐คฑ๐ป
January is also my birthday month, and this year I celebrated at home with my little family and my friend Katharina. 29; last year in my twenties, first year as a mama! ๐โจ
A little snow leopard put her print in the snow ๐พ Tara dancing in the snow next to it โ10 x 10 cm. Colours used: white, blue and copper/gold.Our Christmas altar. Put my new painting there next to Vajrasattva statue.‘During practice, the Buddhas and bodhisattvas are omnipresent. Theyโre always here, but we donโt see them because of our obscurations. We practice in order to clear away the obscurations and to acquire pure perceptionโnot with the eyes, but with the heart.’ โค๐๐ป
The copper coloured mountain is also known as Zangdok Palri; Guru Rinpoche Padmasambhava’s non-physical pure land.
“No slรธkkes en dag som sรฅ vidt rakk รฅ grรฅne og vise fram landet ei skjรธmmingsblรฅ stund og gjรธmt attom fjellan i aust stรฅr en mรฅne som snart skal strรธ sรธlv over fjorda og sund. I sรธr ligg ei strime av lys over tindan der dagen blรธr ut fรธr han slokne fรธrr godt og vi stรฅr igjen med oss sjรธl og med minnan i mรธrketidslyset der allting blir blรฅtt.
Sรฅ kom og vรฆr nรฆr meg โ vรฆr sol i desember nรฅr midtvinterstanka tar rom i mitt sinn fรธrr รฅret mรฅ fรธle sin kurs og kalender og stian blir tungtrรธdd nรฅr lyset fรธrsvinn. Men hold meg i handa og lรฆr meg รฅ vente pรฅ solkvervingstimen dรฅ allting skal snu. I mรธrketidslyset e varme รฅ hente fรธrr den som har mot tel รฅ trosse og tru.
Ja, streif mine strenga og lรธys i meg tonen tel landet som kvile ved midtvinterstid la mรธrketids-tankan og haust-depresjonen fรฅ vike fรธrr strofe av blรฅ poesi. Vi leve med rest av en sommar i minne i lengting mot daga vi ikkje har fรฅtt men kjem du meg nรฆr skal vi solvarmen finne i mรธrketidslyset der allting blir blรฅtt.” – Helge Stangnes ๐๐๐งก
Litt mรธrketidspoesi nu nรฅr sola ‘har snudd’ ๐ค
Photo coloured by Per Ivar Somby. In the photo: Brita Somby, wearing traditional dress (gรกkti) with traditional wool shawl. Reindeer pants and boots.
The eight remaining Sรกmi languages are spoken here in the north of Europe (see map and gallery below) in a cross-border region which includes Norway, Sweden, Finland and the Kola Peninsula of Russia. This region is generally called Sรกpmi – mostly by northern Sรกmis, and is sometimes referred to as Lapland or Samiland. Laponia in Swedish Lapland is the one of the World’s largest unmodified UNESCO nature area still cultured by natives. Sรกmis are indigenous to Sรกpmi/Northern Europe and Kola Peninsula, our heritage and ancestry traces back to Ural mountains and Siberia. Sรกmi is part of the Uralic language family, alongside Khanty, Mansi, Nganasan and Karelian, to mention a few. Lap is considered a deragatory term for Sรกmi person.
Sรกmi languages speakers estimate:
Southern Sรกmi 300 โ 500 speakers
Ume Sรกmi – less than 20 speakers
Lule Sรกmi 2 000 โ 3 000 speakers
Pite Sรกmi – less than 20 speakers
Northern Sรกmiย – 20-30 000 speakers. There are three main North Sรกmi dialects. Northern Sรกmi is the most accessible language, both in terms of literature, news broadcasts, and other material for those who want to learn a Sรกmi language as a foreign language.
Kemi Sรกmi – extinct
Inari Sรกmi 300 โ 500 speakers
Akkala Sรกmi – considered mostly extinct since 2003
Kildin Sรกmi 300 โ 700 speakers
Skolt Sรกmi 300 โ 500 speakers in Finland, fewer than 20 speakers in Russia
Ter Sรกmi – less than 5 speakers left, all elderly (update 2023: Ter Sรกmi is extinct)
Today we are around 90 000 Sรกmis, but as you can see from the numbers they do not match up to speakers of Sรกmi languages. Roughly 4/10 Sรกmis speak and use one of the Sรกmi languages today.
Why is this so?
To avoid humiliation and to give their children “better chances in life”, indigenous and minority parents often decide to speak a dominant or official language with their children. Sรกmi parents have not been an exception to this rule, especially in the very near past.
For the sake of how long this post would be in order to include all four countries’ history with the Sรกmi people, I will mainly focus on Norway.
Title: Samiske barn undervises i norsk / Sรกmi children learning norwegian Opphaver: Fotograf Sverre A. Bรธrretzen Rettighetshaver: Leverandรธr NTB scanpix
Up to the 17th century, Sรกmi society lived pretty much its own life, with little interference from the outside. But with the new borders of the Nordic countries, interference was inevitable. Historically, the language situation after interference can be divided into three distinct periods: a missionary phase; a harsh assimilation phase; and the present phase, with potential for integration and revitalisation.
The 17th and 18th centuries characterise the beginning of missionary activities, with some very positive projects for the benefit of the Sรกmi languages: teaching was conducted through the medium of Sรกmi and religious texts were translated into Sรกmi (the Lรฆstadian faith was introduced to Sรกpmi). From the middle of the 19th century however, a new policy based on national romanticism and ‘vulgar Darwinist ideas’ led to a harsh suppression of Sรกmi and the languages. The Norwegian Parliament and government pursued overtly a policy aiming at assimilating the whole Sรกmi population in Norway in the course of one generation. One can only say that this assimilation was very effective.
The “dark century,” 1870 to 1970 ca, had detrimental effects which can still be felt on both the languages themselves and on their status and speakers. In the coastal areas of Norway (and elsewhere), negative attitudes were transmitted by the Sรกmi themselves as a result of the policies, and inter-generational transfer of the language ceased in only a few generations.
Approx distribution of the languages/dialects today. The biggest blue area is mainly Troms and Finnmark.
New efforts in maintaining the languages were revived in the 1970s and still continues to this day. However, one of the most striking failures of the Sรกmi strategies is that the smaller Sรกmi languages (in numbers of speakers as listed above) have not seen success in improving their situation or even in defending their previous position. This failure is partly due to the fact that most speakers live apart from the larger Sรกmi groups. Dispersed among Norwegians, Swedes, Finns, and Russians, they do not have the demographic concentration that would enable them to use their language in the workplace and in official situations, including schools.
A language’s development, aging, and dying was considered “natural,” out of human reach. Languages were not killed, they “died of old age.” This agentless “model” for the prediction of the future of languages is still found among politicians, and legitimates their way of treating minority languages. The view that a minority is not autonomous and their own people, is devastating to that people’s culture and language.
In Norway, many municipalities with a Sรกmi population had developed procedures to give the Sรกmi some local linguistic rights. Yet, when the Sรกmi language law (in force since 1992) designated certain areas as belonging to the Sรกmi administrative districts, many of the municipalities left outside these official districts – often municipalities where the speakers of the smaller Sรกmi languages lived – withdrew services in Sรกmi, claiming that the law did not require them. Even today, there is strong resilience towards using official Sรกmi names in for example Norwegian towns and municipalities. This seems to stem from the view that Sรกmi people somehow belong to Norway, Sweden, Finland or other countries, and not to ourselves as our own people with our own unique language, history and culture.
South Sรกmi name for Bodรธ not welcome, 2011.
Currently, education, official documents and the media use Northern Sรกmi almost exclusively. This variant is used as a de facto โofficial languageโ and the most significant efforts have gone into the development of this particular language, to the detriment of other Sรกmi languages.
Opinions also differ on whether the different versions of Sรกmi are actual languages or dialects, and how to designate their speakers. Here is a an example what ‘Have a good weekend’ is in 6 Sรกmi languages:
“Buorre vahkkoloahppa” – North Sami
“Buerie hรฏelje” – South Sami ยซBuorre vahkkogiehtjeยป – Pite Sami “Buorre vahkoloahppa” – Lule Sami “ล iรตวฅวฅ neรคโttel-loopp” – Skolt/East Sami “Pyeri oholoppรข” – Inare Sami
Eastern Sรกmi is the most different from the other languages.
Official Sรกpmi flag by artist Astrid Bรฅhl from Skibotn, Troms. Photo: รrjan Bertelsen
Most Sรกmis today speak either Norwegian, Swedish, Finnish, Russian, or even English as their everyday tongue (some migrated to the USA). Many are bilingual as well. Another factor is that some Sรกmis do not identify as Sรกmi or even know that they are due to the heavy assimilation of the past. They do not have any relationship with the language(s), and thus have lost their door to that culture.
Unlike the Indo-European languages spoken in most of Europe, the Sรกmi languages belong to the Uralic language family.Photo I took at the main square in Tromsรธ 2019. Demonstration against violence and discrimination towards sรกmi.South Sรกmi women and a man in Sweden. Colourised photo by Per Ivar Somby. Many young Sรกmis today use the traditional handwoven wool shawl as an everyday garment in a more urban way in order to still show our Sรกmi identity, and belonging. (Photo by NatGeo of Jokkmokk Sรกmi Ella-Li Spik, herder).Portrait of my relative Johannes from 6 generations ago. Wearing a pesk/finnmudd. Finnmark, Arctic Sรกpmi. I think we have the same nose, and eyebrows. It was a black-white photo by S. Trombolt but Per I. Somby colorised it.
Norway, Sweden and Finland was in 2019 urged by the UN to increase public funding of Sรกmi parliaments as a response to the dire state of the disappearing languages. But even if the situation seems dire for many languages, it is still possible to revitalise them and start using them more often. Which languages survive and which do not ultimately seems to be a question of human will, not of any rules of nature.
I know that languages and cultures come and go, but I do feel it a great loss to lose what has been native for Sรกpmi for literally thousands of years, in only a few generations, when it can be perserved. I am happy that some schools and institutions are giving sรกmi language courses to anyone who wishes to learn it (although this is mostly in Northern sรกmi), and I do also wish that my children will learn it, which I never did due to the Norwegianization process in Finnmark. Language is a huge part of culture and when it’s taken away, people get confused about their own community, identify and sense of belonging, and even turn on each other as a result of feeling alienated.
The languages we learn from our parents shape our brains, literally!, and our worldview, how and who we relate to. The immense loss of language and culture for the Sรกmi people cannot be described as anything else but traumatic.
Me keeping warm and optimistic about the future of the languages and culture.
My favourite shawl. Head dress I made by hand.A tantric Padmasambhava and Yeshe Tsogyal statue I helped repaint for a friend. The union of wisdom and compassion. Wish I had a similar one! Hopefully one day I will afford one ๐๐ป
You know how you need to pretend to sleep in order to fall asleep? And at some point it just happens. Maybe it’s the same with other areas of life. Fake it till you make it, kind of, not in a bad way – just a dedicated one. I have noticed at least that the same applies to yoga and meditation sometimes. If I feel stressed, anxious and restless, I force myself to do the practice anyway. And at some level it still does its magic, of that I am 100% sure. In between the sleepless thoughts and rough emotions – they become like clouds in the pastel coloured sky.
Wishing all a lovely calm Polar night, and remember that it’s in darkness you shine the brightest ๐โจ๐
“Just like water, snow and ice, life is always shifting, changing forms.” (This photo is from february 2017). Beautiful texture and shapes in the frozen water.
One of my paintings inspired by the icy landscape:
Click to see bigger versionsMy little pregnant polar bear. Wrote a post earlier about this painting ๐ Here she is framed.
Senja island. The pointy peak is Segla. Hiked it once, amazing view. Apologies for grainy mobile shot, it doesn’t do it justice.I love driving. One of my happy places, for sure.
“Away, away,โto the mountains away, Where the pine trees murmur and sway, And the foamy waterfalls sing and spring Over the boulders gray.
Hillsโ Blue and green hills, near and far, The farther they lie, the better they are. The near ones I can climb and see But the beautiful far ones call to me”
Come see my little exhibition of 13 paintings at Magic Ice Tromsรธ โ Most paintings are for sale ๐๐ป They also have the cosiest tiny coffee place there, an impressive ice sculpture gallery by Lithuanian artists and a cocktail bar – all ice, even the glasses โ๏ธ๐ฅ๐
Where the glorious mountains laid Their heads on the breast of the sky And slept while the wind sang by,โ There my hurrying feet were stayed. โ Ruby Archer
This leaf survived in my bag for weeks, on planes and buses (from some travels in february, I hope to find time to share some photos with you soon!) Only a bit broken in the edges ๐๐๐ Turned out great as canvas for a little landscape painting๐จ๐
Some of the last rays of sun on my summer paintings before november and polar night comes ๐ป๐จ๐This one is new, made two days ago. 20 x 15 cm (I think!)A winter painting snuck in there as well!
Did you know there is a reason why orange+blue and yellow+purple work together so well? ๐งก๐๐๐ They are considered complementary colours! “Complementary colours are pairs of colours which, when combined or mixed, cancel each other out by producing a grayscale colour like white or black. When placed next to each other, they create the strongest contrast for those two colors. Complementary colours may also be called ‘opposite colours’.”