Hi guys,
the veterans here at bushcraftuk might still remember me but for the newer folks here I like to give you a little background info.
I was living for some years in the very north of Sweden around 150 km over the arctic circle.
I was hunting, fishing and trapping and enjoyed it a great deal
that is until I got enough of it and wanted to develop the other side of my being, that is painting.
After I was clear about it I sold my cabin to Kevin, some of you know him as a Bushcraft teacher in the UK.
He then left the UK and is living now in Swedish Lappland.
Moving down 5 hours with the car, setting up a new life in the middle of Sweden, I still enjoy to go out into the wild but today mostly to paint and to find the spirit within.
Here are some of my works.
I hope you like them and find this other aspect of shared love for the wilderness, as expressed in paint, interesting.
yours Abbe
Darest thou now O soul,
Walk out with me toward the unknown region,
Where neither ground is for the feet nor any path to follow?
No map there, nor guide,
Nor voice sounding, nor touch of human hand,
Nor face with blooming flesh, nor lips, nor eyes, are in that land.
I know it not O soul,
Nor dost thou, all is a blank before us,
All waits undream'd of in that region, that inaccessible land.
Till when the ties loosen,
All but the ties eternal, Time and Space,
Nor darkness, gravitation, sense, nor any bounds bounding us.
Then we burst forth, we float,
In Time and Space O soul, prepared for them,
Equal, equipt at last, (O joy! O fruit of all!) them to fulfil O soul.
by Walt Whitman
the veterans here at bushcraftuk might still remember me but for the newer folks here I like to give you a little background info.
I was living for some years in the very north of Sweden around 150 km over the arctic circle.
I was hunting, fishing and trapping and enjoyed it a great deal
that is until I got enough of it and wanted to develop the other side of my being, that is painting.
After I was clear about it I sold my cabin to Kevin, some of you know him as a Bushcraft teacher in the UK.
He then left the UK and is living now in Swedish Lappland.
Moving down 5 hours with the car, setting up a new life in the middle of Sweden, I still enjoy to go out into the wild but today mostly to paint and to find the spirit within.
Here are some of my works.
I hope you like them and find this other aspect of shared love for the wilderness, as expressed in paint, interesting.
yours Abbe
Darest thou now O soul,
Walk out with me toward the unknown region,
Where neither ground is for the feet nor any path to follow?
No map there, nor guide,
Nor voice sounding, nor touch of human hand,
Nor face with blooming flesh, nor lips, nor eyes, are in that land.
I know it not O soul,
Nor dost thou, all is a blank before us,
All waits undream'd of in that region, that inaccessible land.
Till when the ties loosen,
All but the ties eternal, Time and Space,
Nor darkness, gravitation, sense, nor any bounds bounding us.
Then we burst forth, we float,
In Time and Space O soul, prepared for them,
Equal, equipt at last, (O joy! O fruit of all!) them to fulfil O soul.
by Walt Whitman
