I am reading the biography of Tove Jansson, the Finnish artist who drew the wildly famous characters of Moomins. After having watched the trailer of her biopic by Zaida Bergroth, I certainly have been hooked.
After rummaging through youtube for all the documentaries available, I finally decided to turn to the books (never a disappointing decision). In this one, there is a mention of hundreds of letters that Tove is writing to her art school friends and her lovers - mostly about her life growing up the world war 2 years, but also her decisions on art. I couldn’t help but feel slightly jealous. I haven’t been to art school ( a decision I don’t regret as I think its only now in my third decade that I have concrete feelings about things to say something about them). Hence, I don’t know a lot of my contemporaries with whom I share my views on art, discuss works or plan shows.
There are a few friends who are on the same path as mine for sure, but for now, it does feel like a solitary road.
Writing I’ve found is a detox for the mind. When I write, I vacuum clean my brain of all the old dust of thoughts and ideas and plans and dreams and make way for new dust. Hence, I thought of writing about my journey here. Hopefully, I’ll find more artists willing to connect and share their thoughts. If not, I’ll have a really clean mind :D
The book I am reading: