Ceilings

The idea surfaced one morning in bed when I was staring at the ceiling above me. It appeared to me as quite an insignificant object, something I usually don’t pay attention to. I took some photos and they revealed just empty space, maybe some trimming and one or two items of the room’s content. Trivial photos. I started to write (in Swedish) spontaneous and light-hearted notes about my ceilings that reflected the kind of anonymous presence they have in my life. I soon found a frame for my writing that would restrain it – clicking away on my mobile phone for exactly ten minutes – then immediately editing the text on my computer using a more comfortable keyboard writing. I am not very good at the mobile phone – forcing myself to use both hands the way the young generation does so swiftly. My fingers are too big for the tiny keys on the screen. In the editing I use most of the words collected in the original text but I rearrange them in a more satisfying composition. My aim – or hope – is to arrive at a kind of text that is absolutely insignificant – not pretending, not claiming – a text that tells almost nothing – only a hazy hint of something that may be of some consequence.

I plan to do very simple line drawings (vector graphics) based on the photos to accompany the text. I have already made a few samples. A prototype miniature book is yet to come.