Kunsten av å være Makeløs: Trish Kolsvart og hennes vei til livet.
Fotografen Anna Maria Gentili fortsetter hennes reise i Jantelovens mørke verden.
Jeg hadde aldri trodd at jeg skulle være så heldig av å få lov til å treffe en slik person. En jente så sterk at både mobbing, sykdommer og vold hun opplevde ble skygget av hennes egen styrke.
Jeg ble så inspirert at jeg måtte bare spørre om hun ville være med på dette prosjektet.
Guess what: hun sa ja.
Trish ble født en dag i desember på andre siden av Atlanterhavet. Hun bodde i Canada første del av livet der hun allerede opplevde den følelsen av å bli mobbet og ekskludert. Hun valgte å satse på trening og utdanning for å komme seg gjennom sine første 21 år. Så flyttet hun til Norge.
Når jeg først møtte henne ble jeg blindet av hennes lys. Hun var så selvsikker, vakker og flink at jeg ikke kunne forestille meg den lange, vanskelige veien hun hadde gått. Etter hvert fortalte hun meg alt det hun hadde gjennomgått. Hun hadde opplevd mobbing,
vold og hadde nå fått beskjed at hun måtte starte en vanskelig vei gjennom operasjoner og cellegift.
Dette gjorde slik at jeg kunne ikke holde tilbake det behovet lenger. Behovet å fortelle andre om hennes kamp og om hvordan hun har ikke sluttet å føle seg levende. Norge skulle vise seg å ikke være et bedre sted å bo for Trish. Hun kom fra en kultur der individualisme er satt i fokus og barna blir oppfordret til å dyrke sine egenskaper.
Kræsjen med Janteloven, der de som har en spesiell klesstil eller levemåte blir sett ned på, var hardt og uforventet.
Dette gjenspeilet seg også på Universitet, der hun følte at den mestringsfølelse hun overlevde på
i Canada var lammet av utdanningsystemet. Foreldrene til Trish ble begge syke og døde i løpet av noen få år, fortalte hun meg, så hun måtte bare fortsette videre alene.
Oslo er en stor by, der det er lett å føle seg ensom selv med mye folk rundt. Vi dro til Ekeberg, der Munch for mange år siden hadde følt seg slikt. Det var litt stille mellom oss, til å begynne med, stemningen var litt dystert, men til slutt fikk vi tatt mange fine bilder, spesielt når sola kom seg
ut av skyene.
Naturen har alltid spilt en stor rolle i Trish sitt liv. Helt siden hun var liten har familien hennes tatt henne med på camping og skogstur. Hun føler seg hjemme når hun er i kontakt med naturen.
Hun praktiserer også mange forskjellige aktiviteter, som går fra snowboarding til klippehopping.
Hennes utdanning i miljøvitenskap (spes. i elver og innsjøer) fører til at hun driver også med fridykking og snorkeling Når hun er ute i naturen finner hun sin indre ro og klarer å la være å tenke på hennes sykdom.
Trish har nylig fått bekreftet at hun har arvet en gendefekt, den samme som har tatt bort foreldrene hennes. Hun har allerede vært gjennom en rekke operasjoner, cellegift kur og har allerede flere inngrep som venter.
Dette har ikke stoppet henne.
Musikken har alltid fylt opp miljøet Trish har levd i. Mora hennes var en anerkjent pianist tilbake
i Canada, og hun har studert både piano og saxofon som barn. Så ble hun kjent med heavy metal og begynte å spille gitar, bass og tromme. Det siste satset hun mest på og fortsatt i dag spiller hun i flere band. Hun har også flere avstands musikkprosjekter.
Heavy metal miljøet i Norge har tatt henne godt i mot, og hun føler hun har endelig funnet noen hun kan stole på. Jeg håper at Trish sin historie kan inspirere mange av de som føler seg svekket av livet og trøkt ned av andre.
Hun har inspirert meg, og jeg er veldig takknemlig for at hun kom i mitt liv. Det var en varm junidag og hun sklei så stille inn at jeg nesten ikke merket det en gang.
Det skulle vise seg at mitt synspunkt om livet skulle bli forandret for alltid takket være henne.
“She is like a flower, growing up from
below the pavement.
Beautiful, fragile but determined.”
12 September 2019
6 October 2018
24 Hour Comics Day 2018 - Getting started!
So it's that time of the year again!
Autumn comes, and takes with it wonderful colors, rainy days, darkness and drawing challenges.
I actually look forward to these days every year, so now finally I can sit here and draw in peace!
I'll try to stream as good as I can, but I moved in the middle of the norwegian woods last year, so I've been experiencing some kind of problems... but this is nothing if compared to these beautiful woods, so I'll dolike this: I'll stream a little bit, then I'll record some videos and for the rest og the time I’ll just draw and upload pictures in the making, how does that sound?
Follow the progress HERE
13 September 2018
My exhibition opens tomorrow!
..and yeah I'm so excited!
Her er linken til interjuet med Demokraten: HER
~ ENG
On friday the 14th the exhibition will open its doors. From 18:00 o'clock Francesca Tullio will take us to a spiritual music trip to show us the beauty of being yourself
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| To be different is a gift! |
Her er linken til interjuet med Demokraten: HER
~ ENG
The Art of never Fitting in.
To be different is a gift, to think with your own head is an enrichment - this believes photographer Anna Maria Gentili.
By: Arne Børresen
Published
Published
On friday afternoon the 42 years old italian photographer will open her new exhibition "The Art of never fitting inn" in her atelier "Den Lille Gale" (The Little Crazy Thing"), in the Dunkejon garden. Here she'll translate with pictures she shot herself how is it to live outside of the mainstream. society.
That's why I believ I'm perfect for this project - says the italian who moved to Norway for twelve years ago.
– What do you mean by the title of the project?
– I've got pictures of eleven persons, eight women and three men, and everyone of them has experienced what is like to be different. We talk about homophily, about having a body which someone calls "wrong" but that actually is amazing and perfect just as it is, and someone who had a difficult past. One of my model for eksemple is a journalist who's been accused to enjoy documenting sad and tragic histories. We've got no A4 people here!
-I got my first camera when I was eleven years old, and I've develodep a strong belief for the voice of the picture. I've never taken photojobs, it would be like I had to censore myself. I don't want photography to be a "job", it would be boring and burocratic. Taking pictures is a kind of therapy for me, an exit where I come in a world where feelings and ideas can finally run free.
Homophiles and "wrong" proportions.
– I think of myself like a little crazy. I've got my opinions, hate the small-talk, I don't care about mainstream fashion and often other people think I'm strange.That's why I believ I'm perfect for this project - says the italian who moved to Norway for twelve years ago.
– What do you mean by the title of the project?
– I've got pictures of eleven persons, eight women and three men, and everyone of them has experienced what is like to be different. We talk about homophily, about having a body which someone calls "wrong" but that actually is amazing and perfect just as it is, and someone who had a difficult past. One of my model for eksemple is a journalist who's been accused to enjoy documenting sad and tragic histories. We've got no A4 people here!
Photography and therapy
Anna Maria Gentili is not a newby in the art of photography. She had exhibitions in different lands and has been active since schooldays, back in Italy.-I got my first camera when I was eleven years old, and I've develodep a strong belief for the voice of the picture. I've never taken photojobs, it would be like I had to censore myself. I don't want photography to be a "job", it would be boring and burocratic. Taking pictures is a kind of therapy for me, an exit where I come in a world where feelings and ideas can finally run free.
On friday the 14th the exhibition will open its doors. From 18:00 o'clock Francesca Tullio will take us to a spiritual music trip to show us the beauty of being yourself
30 August 2018
Kunsten av å ikke passe inn.
It's just two weeks to the opening of my new exhibition: Kunsten av å ikke passe inn.
If you try to translate the phrase it would sound something like: The art of never fitting in. I sure feel I've never fit in, any place and any time.
I started this project because after moving to Norway I was explained that many people still live following the so called "Law of Jante", maybe even unintentionally.
It's a law about being together against the different, even if many has interpretated it as a kind of social law. No one should believe they're better than others, and it could sound cool.
I've come to a different interpretation, though and I'm pretty sure that's the real meaning behind the words of Sandemose, the writer who described the unwritten law in his novel En flyktning krysser sitt spor.
When I moved to Norway I didn't quite know what to expect. I had been here on vacation, and I had a feeling that people were nice and not afraid of people coming from other countries. I moved inn with a friend who eventually became my husband, and he was terrified by my attitude. He then explained me the Law of Jante, he told me that if I continued showing myself with my stupid exaggerated hats, and my gipsy jewelries I would never make new friends, because I shouldn't believe I was something.
I then tried to be invisible, to satisfy him and the distorted image of norwegian people he had painted into my head, but I deeply inside didn't quite manage to accept I was acting like I was someone else.
I used to have many friends back in Italy, but in Norway it seemed to be very difficult to get known with other people, and he pointed that I could not just say what I ment, if I wanted to be accepted: I was scaring people away.
It went some years before I understood that he was the one who was broken by the Law of Jante, and he was trying to break me down, to make me fit in. But I didn't want that! I have to thank my first real friend in Norway for that, Tone Susann. She never judged me, she never criticized me or my way of being. She accepted me with all my wrong, twisted sides, and she opene up my eyes. She took time to explain me things, to show me Norway and norwegian people for what they really are and I liked to listen to her point of view about things. I didn't always share the same point of view, but she made me think about things, she made me wonder. She made me in some way find back to my original me.
I had never fought to fit in in my youth, I've actually never cared about fitting in. If people couldn't just take me as I was, they could as well go to hell. They weren't worth it.
So I thought about saying it loud: I hate this Law! The Law of Jante is shit!
I have been thinking about this photoproject for a very long time. My ex husband was afraid I would have gathered some enemies by expressing my opinion about this old and retrograde law, and sometimes I cought myself pondering.
Was I ready to say it loud? Was I afraid I would have been attacked by people who still hung on in a nostalgic way to this old way of thinking?
Was I strong enough to take the critics which eventually was coming my way?
The answers to all these questions came when I finally break free from that psychological cage. I didn't need to follow that rule anymore: I was free!
When I published my call for models I was overwhelmed by how many wanted to tell me their stories. The Law of Jante had influenced someone in a very hard way, while someone else had just danced themselves over it. It has been some exciting months, I've been talking to those who wanted to cohoperate with me and I've been shooting pictures of them, which we carefully planned. We chose the locations, we chose the clothes, we chose the feeling we wanted to share with the viewer. We laughed a lot, sometimes we cried too, we felt it on our skin, and it wasn't always pretty.
Now the exhibition is ready, and I want to share it with you.
Opening day will be the 14th of september, at my sweet, little atelier in Fredrikstad and I'm very excited.
- The event on the program for the Culture Night in Fredrikstad: Kulturnatt
- The event on facebook: Facebook
- My photography website: Gentili Photo
If you try to translate the phrase it would sound something like: The art of never fitting in. I sure feel I've never fit in, any place and any time.
I started this project because after moving to Norway I was explained that many people still live following the so called "Law of Jante", maybe even unintentionally.
It's a law about being together against the different, even if many has interpretated it as a kind of social law. No one should believe they're better than others, and it could sound cool.
I've come to a different interpretation, though and I'm pretty sure that's the real meaning behind the words of Sandemose, the writer who described the unwritten law in his novel En flyktning krysser sitt spor.
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| The flyer |
When I moved to Norway I didn't quite know what to expect. I had been here on vacation, and I had a feeling that people were nice and not afraid of people coming from other countries. I moved inn with a friend who eventually became my husband, and he was terrified by my attitude. He then explained me the Law of Jante, he told me that if I continued showing myself with my stupid exaggerated hats, and my gipsy jewelries I would never make new friends, because I shouldn't believe I was something.
I then tried to be invisible, to satisfy him and the distorted image of norwegian people he had painted into my head, but I deeply inside didn't quite manage to accept I was acting like I was someone else.
I used to have many friends back in Italy, but in Norway it seemed to be very difficult to get known with other people, and he pointed that I could not just say what I ment, if I wanted to be accepted: I was scaring people away.
It went some years before I understood that he was the one who was broken by the Law of Jante, and he was trying to break me down, to make me fit in. But I didn't want that! I have to thank my first real friend in Norway for that, Tone Susann. She never judged me, she never criticized me or my way of being. She accepted me with all my wrong, twisted sides, and she opene up my eyes. She took time to explain me things, to show me Norway and norwegian people for what they really are and I liked to listen to her point of view about things. I didn't always share the same point of view, but she made me think about things, she made me wonder. She made me in some way find back to my original me.
I had never fought to fit in in my youth, I've actually never cared about fitting in. If people couldn't just take me as I was, they could as well go to hell. They weren't worth it.
So I thought about saying it loud: I hate this Law! The Law of Jante is shit!
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| Tone Susann - one of my models, and my best friend |
I have been thinking about this photoproject for a very long time. My ex husband was afraid I would have gathered some enemies by expressing my opinion about this old and retrograde law, and sometimes I cought myself pondering.
Was I ready to say it loud? Was I afraid I would have been attacked by people who still hung on in a nostalgic way to this old way of thinking?
Was I strong enough to take the critics which eventually was coming my way?
The answers to all these questions came when I finally break free from that psychological cage. I didn't need to follow that rule anymore: I was free!
When I published my call for models I was overwhelmed by how many wanted to tell me their stories. The Law of Jante had influenced someone in a very hard way, while someone else had just danced themselves over it. It has been some exciting months, I've been talking to those who wanted to cohoperate with me and I've been shooting pictures of them, which we carefully planned. We chose the locations, we chose the clothes, we chose the feeling we wanted to share with the viewer. We laughed a lot, sometimes we cried too, we felt it on our skin, and it wasn't always pretty.
Now the exhibition is ready, and I want to share it with you.
Opening day will be the 14th of september, at my sweet, little atelier in Fredrikstad and I'm very excited.
- The event on the program for the Culture Night in Fredrikstad: Kulturnatt
- The event on facebook: Facebook
- My photography website: Gentili Photo
20 August 2018
Midgardsblòt 2018
~ Midgardsblòt ~
For those who don’t know: the blòt is a sacrifice, and the Midgrad is the part of the Earth where humans live.
| The Midgrad Rune welcoming us in the woods. |
The festival purpose is to reenact this ceremony, sprinkling the blood of the sacrifical victime all over the participants, the walls and the statues of the gods. Pretty gore, isn’t it? But hei, we’re talking about the vikings!
| The viking area. |
Everything is made to resemble the old vikings artifacts, people use old, forgotten techniques to make weapons, jewelry, clothes and everiday stuff.
| Find your way. |
| Viking jewelry. |
Musicians are playing replicas of ancient music instruments, and very often they make these instruments themselves, after a long process of studying and searching.
| The Gildehall. |
| The Gildehall. |
| A woman braiding her hair |
| Some viking shops. |
There’s also a good deal of black metal at this festival, even if the focus is absolutely not on that kind of music.
| Watain. |
We left with a feeling that we had experienced something absolutely special, and the magic of the place has in some way filled us completely, and strenghten the bond between us.
| Me trying to look mysterious |
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