BIO Hi, I am Gun Legler from Sweden. I live together with my cat Simon in a little village near Gothenburg On the outside I am old, but young inside :-) For so long I can remember, I have enjoyed expressing myself through any kind of art or craft. Until I was 40 I worked as a child psychologist and pre-school teacher, but after that I said goodbye to my profession and began studying at an art school. There I stayed for four years, mainly learning Graphic art (etching, dry needle and linoleum cut). I was a lousy oil painter, that medium did not fit me at all, watercolor I liked better. For many years I made collages of different kind, watercolor and textile. I grew up with a mother that sewed and a father that built violins, so I early fell in love with textures of many kinds. I have now abandoned making textile collages, but I realize that I work much in the same way with my computer art. I take a piece here and a piece there and try to make a whole of it. And I am madly in love with textures of all kinds, I can sit for hours just playing with different colors, textures and filters, making backgrounds just for fun (and for upcoming images). I work very much by intuition when I make an image, experimenting wildly with layers, textures, color and light. But the form is equally important, that�s what Graphic school taught me. I have seldom a clear inner image when I start creating, it is more a feeling I want to express. The process can be quite unconscious to me for a long time. The image gradually takes form, and become clearer to me. What I want with my images is to reach the feelings of the viewers, to make them look into their own inner being and respond in any way, regardless of which feeling is evoked.
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I am Gun's daughter Lena (zitalena@gmail.com). I am so, so sorry to tell you all that mom passed Tuesday morning, Feb 8 2022, Swedish time. No panic, no pain, no regrets. So peaceful. I tried to get a message about this on my moms latest picture, but now I can't find it. But now I have her computer and can log in. Please email me if you want. Thanks to all. Mom really loved the community!! Her gallery will live on. I have changed the address to mine, because me and my brother really would LOVE to keep her gallery open. Love to all.
Comments (18)
ARTWITHIN
When I had to get rid of everything I owned before entering the monastery, I felt just like this, maybe worse. It truly was a dying to self. The surprising thing was how much of who I was attached to objects. I felt like who I was had been stripped away. It was a great lesson to not make my identity based on what I owned or possessed, or even the job I performed. Thanks for the evocative image, sis. It is a wonderful image expressing the feelings of loss.
romanceworks
She is like a ghost in an empty house of memories. Very touching artwork. CC
Tutte
That seems to be my constant situation. It's very thought provoking and makes me wonder how much of an extention this is into your own state of mind? If it is, you know your are greatly supported. Hugs, Tutte
NekhbetSun
A touching and well done image ~
nikolais
poignant and touching, Gun. very powerful work!
helanker
Such an interesting image and so beautifully done. She looks so lost, like she has lost it all. Even her life.
huismus
Magical!
koosievantutte
the good thing is that there still is light.
nongo
Dear Gunsan, you have such intense & passionate emotions in your artwork, that's why I love your work so much!!!!! A true artist, you are... hugs my friend!!!! I hope all is well in your neck of the woods! ;-) Brilliant!!!!!
Littlejock
Pure beauty and poetic. Hugs
kimariehere
beautiful work as always !!! love the mood and feeling here!!
magichild2
You're work is beautiful, soft and just amazing to look at.
npauling
She looks very sad but her surroundings are very well done.
kansas
Very expressive. Each new day is a funeral for yesterday.
ledwolorz
Magical and amazing work.
Mousson
Magical!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
three_grrr
Anything that one loses causes grieving to one degree or another. Loss is a kind of funeral. Done with great thought, and deep feelings.
timtripp
magic!