Showing posts with label photos. Show all posts
Showing posts with label photos. Show all posts
Sunday, 22 December 2013
Friday, 19 July 2013
A late night prayer
This work is dedicated to the truth, may we always dedicate our hearts to it, no matter how hard it might seem at the moment.
Monday, 15 July 2013
Persona portraits
I spend a lot of time at home unable to go out and do
all the fun collaborations I'd like to and involve myself in larger productions at the moment.
So- I do some smaller works for my self like these:
Soon in a forest -or city- near you
Listen to it:
Golden slumbers
Golden slumbers
Friday, 7 June 2013
Super Scary Nanny
Hello, I'm here to look after your
kids, cook your meals and give birth to your deepest sorrows
Hello I'm here to dig up a nest in your
chest and fiddle your trust with a feather
I'll suckle your wounds, chew on your
bones
Infest your senses, turn your guts
inside out
I've got the Key to your house
Sneaking under your Duvet by night
My skin is cool as a mire
Who Am I?
Tuesday, 22 January 2013
Pictures
Wounded Knee sings songs from Black Well
foto: Marko Wramén
Stills from the video for Cure-a-phobias song Cold Water:
foto ovan: Marko Wramén
Studio Wounded Knee:
foto: Marko Wramén
foto: Niclas Tilosius
2Mothers in a car wash
Jenny K Lundgren and Kirsti Öibakken Pedersen
foto: Marko Wramén
Random performances by Jenny K Lundgren/ Wounded Knee
Me and Johannes Jazz from the performance
Concert för Storm & Stiltje, en ofärdig performance om
besvärliga människor
photo: Peter Kroon
Jenny K Lundgren, artist
Thursday, 10 January 2013
Things of matter...
I make some material art in between performances and writing:
Stoneware skull with folklore decorations
Inspiring things from my private collections on desk made a nice still life:. knife with deerfoot-handle, string of handmade clayware beads and sharks teeth, card, pencils, drawings, plastic toy solider...
The invented technique. Blockprint for porcelaine. More pictures later as it's progressing. This is plaster.
Sketch for print. Or inspiring drawing.
Tuesday, 2 October 2012
Wednesday, 22 August 2012
Lovley review
There is a real fine review on our performance on Monday at Palladium, Malmö. It is about my artmovie "Wounded Knee sings songs from Black Well" and the live performance that followed by me and Kirsti Öibakken Pedersen, 2Mothers in a car wash (it's in in Swedish).
http://kulturbloggen.com/?p=59349
We are giving the same show to night, same place, same time! Be there!
http://kulturbloggen.com/?p=59349
We are giving the same show to night, same place, same time! Be there!
Picture showing 2Mothers in a car wash at Palladium...
Sunday, 17 June 2012
Monday, 20 February 2012
The dark mermaid of Black Well is performing tonight

New performance tonight with livepoetry, music and brand new underwater-movie with Wounded Knee.
3-year anniversary party for Café Montag - Fare Thee Well Blue Mondays! at Garaget. Event opens at 8 pm and ends at 11. I'll be on at the end of the evening.
I'd like to give credits to people who helped me making this performance: Stry Terrarie; music and Marko Wramén; moviemaker.
UnderwaterPhoto: Marko Wramén, Waterglobe Productions
Saturday, 5 November 2011
Studio Wounded Knee - alla bilder / all pictures!
Studio Wounded Knee was an happening during Gallerynight in Malmo in September 2011. People could take their picture - for free of course - in my temporary "photo-studio".
There were props on the set to choose from; a plastic skeleton, a Vodkabottle, a red rose, jelly candysnakes and a fake ice cream.
There were also a dummy of a white teddybear lying on the floor, some people took notice of it and took it with them in their picture.
Some choosed not to choose their props and were open minded enough to let me choose for them, others stood a long time thinking about their pose and props before enterring the spotlight... Some was slowly lured in to the set and others happily skipped in to ask if they could have their picture taken.
One lady was hurt by the piece, she said it gave her anxiety. It was a sharp obsevation. Some thought it was fun to participate and some took it real sereous.Me, myself, had such a good night. So much positive energy going on! I am thankful to all the people who helped me make this piece of , you really helped me to better understand what the happening and my art is all about. Thank you guys! I remeber every single one of you.
Thursday, 24 February 2011
More lyrics

Angelic boy
I'll put you in my womb
if you don't shut up
inverted world
backward eyes
Lake of dead bodies
black water
Slaves and tar
Stinky swamps
Angelic and
rutten wings
a seductive manboy
O Angelic boy
my head's so heavy
and it smells like
fish skin here
There's no air
and no sun
I wan't to go out
I wan't to go in
I'm tying knots on a black ribbon
Sleep offers no rest
***
Don't shit where you eat
I asked him if I could play ping pong with his heart
and he said No
and I said: Well, that's the best offer I can make
-go fish...
In every thin, happy person
there's a fat, sad one
Give her a hug
she's a part of you
-don't shit where you eat...
There were times I was so sick of you
and I loved someone else
I couldn't get
That's the conditions of Love
I know
it's not fare
it's not ment to be
-break a leg
and bend over...
***
Capable
I'm capable
so uncapable
I'm dangerous
I'm a hazard
I am reversed
I am both
I can't trust my self
I am the howling fox
Fear me
I fear me
Please lock me up before
I do someting
-gorgeous
***
I'll put you in my womb
if you don't shut up
inverted world
backward eyes
Lake of dead bodies
black water
Slaves and tar
Stinky swamps
Angelic and
rutten wings
a seductive manboy
O Angelic boy
my head's so heavy
and it smells like
fish skin here
There's no air
and no sun
I wan't to go out
I wan't to go in
I'm tying knots on a black ribbon
Sleep offers no rest
***
Don't shit where you eat
I asked him if I could play ping pong with his heart
and he said No
and I said: Well, that's the best offer I can make
-go fish...
In every thin, happy person
there's a fat, sad one
Give her a hug
she's a part of you
-don't shit where you eat...
There were times I was so sick of you
and I loved someone else
I couldn't get
That's the conditions of Love
I know
it's not fare
it's not ment to be
-break a leg
and bend over...
***
Capable
I'm capable
so uncapable
I'm dangerous
I'm a hazard
I am reversed
I am both
I can't trust my self
I am the howling fox
Fear me
I fear me
Please lock me up before
I do someting
-gorgeous
***
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