Tales of the Past and the Future
"Tales of the Past and the Future", oil on linen, 60 x 70 cm, 2004
"Your art world is characterized by mysticism, dream, fantasy and dizziness...
…Your paintings are understandable, but are to be found in the big mysteries of life. Sometimes they seem unrealistic, yet they show a vivid reality. I can feel the Scandinavian culture from a surrealist impression, which calls enthusiasm to my mind. The Scandinavian touch emanates more from your expression than the contents. The darkness of your paintings is different than the heavy emotions in the films of Bergman or paintings of Munch. I can feel a shining darkness expressed in your own original way. It is not boundlessness, nor eternity that fills your paintings, but an emotion losing the will like stillness or absence of mind."
Those were the words from a Japanese critic during exhibitions in Japan, and this view is still a very true one, describing the recent works of Sonja Hindkjaer in a most excellent way.
Details from "Tales of the Past and the Future"
Sonja Hindkjaer was born in 1958 in the countryside by Silkeborg, Denmark, a farmer's daughter. Never the less it was also the home-town of one of Denmark's most famous artists Asger Jorn, the painter and cofounder of the COBRA movement. His brother was a frequent houseguest at the farm and, from the day she was born, the stories of these avant-garde artists were as normal a part of her life as the cows, the big woods and the lakes.
These stories were not the reason for her natural skills as an artist since the urge to express herself came, and is still coming, from within; regardless of what is, at the moment, modern in the art world.
"My artwork evolves from the turmoil of events and emotions I encounter on my way through life. Like a symbiosis of organic cells interacting with mine, tales of the past and the future arise…I have become a house of glass for others to see through to another level. Creating for me is not a wish but a command from within. It is not thought, but emotion! I'm not going to define or analyse my world of art, since I do not understand it completely myself"
Drawings, graphite on paper, 21 x 42 cm, 2004
Sonja Hindkjaer has a wide range of talents at her disposal and is not limited to the canvas only. For several years she created ideas and stage design for performances touring with a small group of performing artists and musicians.
"Purgatory", oil on linen, 80 x 100 cm, 2005
Details from the "Purgatory"
SONJA HINDKJAER C.V.
2005 Art & Math conference in Boulder, USA
Galleri Krogen, Silkeborg. S.A.K., Svendborg. Klostermoster, Svendborg. Kvindegalleriet/Zalon 5, Kbh. "New artists books", Malmø. Ridehuset, Århus. Galleri Klosterstræde, Kbh. Københavneren, Kbh. Biennale Slavonaca, Kroatien. Gallerija ESCE, Kroatien. Osijek Galerija, Kroatien. Bunkersudstilling, H.C. Ørstedsparken, Kbh. Kanonhallen, Kbh. Røde Kors Kulturhus, Kbh. Varmecentralen, Præstø. Yokohama, Tokyo, Nagoya, Japan. Danielkirken, Kbh. Kastrup Airport. Virklund Kirke, Silkeborg. Galleri Crossing, Kbh. Sala Barna Gallery, Barcelona. Gallery Paludan, Kbh. Artville, Kbh. Tegnemesse, Viborg. Frankfurter Buchmesse, Germany. Kunstmesse, Odense. GA2004, Milan, Italy. Art & Math Colerado, USA
Represented in the DADA-Base at the Museum of Modern Art, New York
drawing, graphite on paper
In later years writing has become a part of this creative soul and poetry is pouring out of her mind, some of which has also been put into music.
…a snake in my mind
You came unbidden to my lips
Walking home under the full moon
I wait in the darkness, for your shadow to lie down beside me.
Soundless waves marking the soft skin with tattoos never to be erased.
You never were a part of me; my wishes never came through.
A transcendental moment
There has been a flood of transcendental emotions.
The touch of hands conceives ideas, not yet known to the public.
My darling take my hand and be lost forever!
We dance on the waves of sound from non-existing themes,
My son the soldier
I pray for my son to survive,
Will he stay alive
May he choose
Under the bricks so red
The soul of my son
A spell was cast!
The breath from his mouth
Circle of wolves
Power of lust
Mist on the road.
Our minds are lost,
The barren soil
Lost and bewildered
On the bed I lie
No lodging, no home
Sonja Hindkjaer 2005
CONTACT AND LINKS
Sonja Hindkjaer Gronningen 9, 6.sal DK-1270 Copenhagen K Telephone +45 3967 5517 Mobile +45 2671 5517
www.kunstbazaren.dk -magazin no. 3 page 12-14