remember

Porcu is back from his winter lair, and his new friend, Porcupi, is here too. Maybee you can remember, that Porcupi is the happy one? In fact, he has "infected" Porcu - his worried face is a bit less worried now.

The sheep is telling them about a magnolia branch, he once saw. "I remember, all of it was green and white. It was beautiful", the sheep says.

Porcu imagines, how the world was green: The big magnolia branch, the green grass and the green sky with stars. He is happy, because the sheep remember that, and because Porcupi visits him.

fortune

The white rabbit has tried to use his ears to fly. He has tried many times, but he can't, and now he isn't happy at all. " Why can't I fly like that spring-butterfly up there?" he said. " Is it my destiny forever to have so crazy ears, who can't even be used as wings?"

At last he said desperate: "Miss Fortune, if you exist, won't you let me fly? Just once?"

The spring-butterfly felt sorry for the white rabbit, but couldn't help, and she flew up and away.

green

The grassman is home again, and home he's a very good sleeper.

He's dreaming of a green summer: lots of green grass, a green Porcu and a green rabbit with stars. The "white" rabbit and Porcu looks so funny, that he's smiling in his dream.

He's longing for summer now, so his hair can grow again and he can come out and "go for the grass".

snap

The grassman & his friends are at a visit at a library. In fact, it's the pictures of them, who are. Above you maybee can see snapshots of the grassman in The Old Room at the library. I think, if the grassman came here in real life he would have loved the old couch.

Images of The Sheep, Porcu & The White Rabbit are there too. In a way, The Land of the Grassman & his Friends has moved into the library and it's a bit like home.

(It's my very first exhibition, and it's very exciting! It feels good to show my images and talk with people about them. Suddenly the drawings are outside the www, in the real world, and many people, who don't use the www, can see them too - fx my good old father.

The exhibition is at the library for april & may.)

I spy

This magic night the grassman is spying on something, he doesn't know what. He has never spyed before. The cat Felix has told him, that he will see something marvellous, if he came down to the wood this night at 23 o'clock. He should be absolute quiet and nobody must see him.

He is anxious and afraid for, that the two bats will show, that he is there. He is very quite, but once in a while he must breathe.

What can it be?


(I'm busy preparing my very first exhibition - allthough it's not so big, there are many things to do, I think. I'm sorry, I've not the time to comment just now. But my exhibition starts at wednesday the 4th of April - then I have plenty of time! I hope...)

total

These women are totally hidden from the outside world. No men outside their family may see them - their bodies, their faces, their feelings, their body languages. The women may not and cannot be part of the society - it's very difficult to communicate without being able to see the human being in the black disguise.

Can anything be so dangerous, that's the only possibility for salvation is to hide totally? I don't understand.

If we just can see the face, it's making a big difference. Then we can see the human being behind, and she can interfere with the world.

(The photos in the collage is from a demonstration in Yemen february 2006)

wired

The grass-man is at the hospital. He is quite healthy, he's only helping the doctors to find out, why some people are good sleepers and some are not, and the doctors will help the sleepless people. His girlfriend has proposed him to take part in these experiments, because he is an extremely good sleeper.

And now he's laying here at the hospital with green wires and plasters. The doctor has told him to sleep, but he can't sleep at all. His eyes are getting bigger and bigger. He is sorry about, that he can't help the doctors.

no hiding place

The Felix-cat and the Phoenix-bird cannot hide their eyes in the dark. Everyone can see them, both the scaring animals and the ghosts. Indeed, Felix is very happy about the Phoenix-bird has arrived. He doesn't think, the Phoenix-bird is as scared as he is. It's good to have great friends.

hide

In many years the cat Felix was the only one, who couldn't play "hiding in the dark" with The Grass-man and his friends. But now they were two, and he was very glad about that. One more thing, he was glad about: that the fire in the Phoenix-birds feet was out.

ta-da!

Today it's exactly one year since I started to make images in here - it was the 2th of march 2006. I enjoy making these pictures - so maybee there will come another year?

communication again

Here I'm standing with my first mobile phone - it's some years ago :-)

communication

The white rabbit is philosophizing:

"He has eyes – but cannot see,
he has a mouth – but cannot talk,
he has a nose – but cannot smell,
he has arms - but cannot give a hug,
he has no legs – and cannot walk,
and he can only live when it’s cold -
- but allthough I think he’s my friend, my cold kind friend. We’re communicating via telepathy. I allways know, where he is."

The white rabbit is glad about, that there's a lo-o-o-ong time to summer.

gravity

The white rabbit saw a bumblebee flying above him. "Hey, you're a bumblebee, aren't you?", he shouted to her. She flew a little lower, so they could talk without shouting. "Yes, I am, and my name is Bumble the Humble, because the other bees say, I'm so kind," she said. "What a nice name" , the white rabbit said. "but you know that? You cannot fly! You're too big and too heavy to fly."

Bumble the Humble said: "Oh, I didn't know that". She thought, she should fly down, so the rabbit shouldn't be sad, but she was in a hurry, so she flew higher and higher, while she shouted: "Sorry - sorry - I'm in a hurry".

crash

Porcu has found a very good lair, where he could survive the winter. The "floor" is covered with leaves from the autumn, and over the lair are black branches. He pushed some dirt away, and now he would find a place to sleep.

He turned around - and crashed towards someting. He wined - and then someone laughed. He saw, that it was an animal just like him, but happy. "My name is Porcupi", he said, "what's yours?" Porcu was yet a bit chocked, but he stammed out, that he is called Porcu. Then they said at the same time: "What are you doing here?" Porcupi laughed, even Porcu smiled.

Porcupi said: "Couldn't we be friends here in winter? When we are awake sometimes, we can see, we aren't alone." "Yes," said Porcu.

Porcu was a bit happy now, and he didn't stam so much. Life was more easy, now Porcupi was there. The last he thought before he fall asleep was: "I wish, we can be friends at spring and summer too."

sprout

The tree above is a very special tree. It is called a grassland-beech, because it's only growing in the land of the grassman and his friends.

The tree here is about 100 years. There are more than 200 leaves, the sheep tried once to count them. If there come rain and sunshine, one little sprout might turn into a tree like that above.

Isn't that magic?

There is only one problem: do white rabbits eat sprouts? Anyone who knows that?

red

One summernight the grass-man was out for a party. He was amongst his friends, music was good - life wasn't so bad, he thought. Actually life was very good for the grass-man.

Then he saw the most wonderful girl, he'd ever seen. She was dancing. He couldn't help looking at her most of the time. Then suddenly she was gone, he couldn't see her anymore. He got sad - until a beautiful voice said: "You look to be a sweet and kind man - should we dance?"

He got very happy and a little shy, and his cheeks turned red - almost as red as the walls in the danceroom.

That's how the grass-man met his girlfriend for the first time.

jokerman

I have been inspired from Brazil, of Mauricio's blog El Collage, http://elcollage.blogspot.com/ -

I think this song gets xtra qualities with the pictures, the music and the text simultaneous - that's just great, if you like Bob Dylan. I do indeed.

Thanks for showing it, Mauricio.

super hero

The grass-man has made some badges with a picture of his girlfriend. "She is my super hero," he said, "even the crownprincess Mary of Denmark can't cope with her. I love her and she loves me - I'm a lucky man."

Anyone who doesn't know our Crownprincess Mary? Then maybee you can google her?

phoenix

One day the cat walked in the field, looking for mice. Suddenly there was a large bird ahead him. "Hi, my name is Felix, and I'm a cat," he said. "My name is Phoenix, and I'm a Phoenix-bird," the bird said. "Ok, then I'm a Felix-cat," he smiled.

"Don't it hurt, the fire in your feet?" Felix asked. "Not at all, I'm born in fire," she said. Felix wondered: "Did you came out of the egg in fire?" The Phoenix-bird said: "I did not come out of an egg. When the previous Phoenix-bird was 500 years, she burned out in a fire and then I grew up of it."

"Very weird," Felix thought, "no-one will believe me, if I tell, that I've met at bird with burning feet, whose mother was 500 years and burned to death when this Phoenix-bird here came out of another thing than an egg!" Then he laughed: "Ah - she's making fun because it's new-year!"

He said "Happy Newyear to you too," and walked across the field to visit the grass-man and his friends. He only wondered why the fire didn't hurt the Phoenix-bird.

peace

It's night. Snow has fallen, and it squeaks, when the white rabbit walks through the wood upon the snow. Else it's a silent night.

Suddenly he stops. He sees, that one of the trees doesn't look like it usually do. In the top of the tree there is a star, and there is some golden shine around it.

It's very beautiful and peaceful, and the white rabbit wished, some of his friends were there to share the moment with him. He looks around him, and there, just there up in the sky, is a big, twinkling star. "It must be the peace-star," he thought, and sat down and enjoyed it. Just in that moment there was peace on earth.

For this night "the speedy rabbit" had changed to "the silent rabbit".