How can art enhance Urnaturs message?
We believe that art is one way of strenghten peoples experience of nature. Therefore we have been thinking of involving art and artists into our work. When we got in contact with Hannes Wingate everything fell into place. His thoughts about nests fitted like a glove into Urnaturs values.
Wingate sees the nest as a symbol of the individuals power to both decide what it needs and wants to create, based on a deep relationship and understanding of the land. Using the nesting process of birds as a creative strategy. Found materials, the discarded, flimsy and valueless, are fused together to create structure, space and often beauty. The making of the nest connects its maker and user to the land where it was made. As such it is a strategy to connect to nature and to places in much the same way as we have created shelter and homes for most of history. In the increasingly disconnected and abstract world this strategy or effect becomes in many ways more important than the object itself. Hannes Wingate believes that being connected to nature changes us and lays a foundation upon which we make better decisions.
The nest symbolizes the basic needs: proximity, sense of context and creativity. It raises memories of being a child or in many cases living more simply or closer to the land.
For many years I had the idea I wanted to do ”rural grafitti”. I just made up this expression, it appealed to me – what could that look like?
When Hannes explains the nest as ”graffiti architecture, a stab at the dominant paradigm and a vision of the world” – I smile inside myself – aah, that´s what it is :)
the dormouse nest is made all in hazel – in a living hazelnut tree.
Though it sways a lot it is very strong.
You could easily sleep two people inside.
When we moved to this farm the house was totally emptied. No sign of history at all from Olga who used to live here once. But I found this page from a magazine in the outhouse, it says something like ”here it´s wonderful”. I kept it and try to keep that mood as well :)
Always fear the winter – but when the first little snow and the frost arrives – it is so beautiful. Early in the morning I was out taking these pictures after one of the first cold nights this winter. It was so amazing, like the most fantastic gala performance with the grass dressed in white coats glittering with thousands of crystals and diamonds in all colors.
I grew up in West Germany with my relatives on the other side of the border, only 30 km away. Soon after I moved to Sweden in 1988 things started to happen on the East German side of the border I was told. Small signs. Lighted candles could be seen in the windows. With every day that passed more and more lighted candles appeared in the windows. A silent revolution.
I still shudder when I think of it and that this probably was kind of the beginning of what ultimately led to the unification.
Listening to Ane Brun`s song ”one”. In a little passage she sings:
It all starts with one; revolution starts with dreams.
Right now, here – just as in former times – lighted beacons and ringing bells of the churches are used to spread a message of protest around lake Vättern against the horrible plans of our Swedish defense.
When I moved to Sweden from Germany, 24 years ago, I was happy to leave a loaded history of war and dying forest in the harz mountains behind me, leaving to a neutral country with lots of wonderful nature.
…to finally realize I have ended up in a country with the worlds highest weapons production per capita, with a defense spoiling what you think they should protect (our drinking water) in order to sell air force. A country without a vision, selling off its soul, cutting down all of the old forests that remain in a progressively increasing rate.
Though all seems to be about sustainability nowadays it only is a chimera. Nothing really essential happens that could make a big change.
In fact we are accelerating all processes that will change the world climate and local eco systems – to the worse. Some weeks ago a logger stopped by and admired our place. He excused himself by saying that he was actually cutting down forests but – ”even since it is total madness to keep on as we do it is my job, I guess I continue as long as it may last”.
Nights are getting colder, longer and kind of darker and we are finally closing down for this season. It is not that it isn´t beautiful wintertime that we close down. In fact I am astonished every autumn again. It is like an eye opener. Somehow you see details, nuances and feel fragrances much better in the clear and cold air and the ”lack” of other colors. It now settles a calmness over the farm.
After a cold night the last leaves are falling down from the cherry trees. The sheep shearer was here the other day and the ewes are shining like silver in the bright sun.
Also the hens are taking the opportunity to enjoy the last warming rays of the sun. Hope I won´t forget to close the door in the evening this time. The fox is not far away I guess.
It turned out that this company visiting us also were a bunch of great(chorus)singers, so the day before I asked them if they could ”sing” us Astrid Lindgrens´s Ronia the Robber’s Daughter – song. And so they did :)
I wished we could have that as a welcome song for all our guests in the wood hermitage.
Listen to and watch this link if you don´t know which song I mean.