Isalind, is a Swedish, self-taught contemporary artist and photographer, whose magic realism works are an exploration of identity within the ethological and theological constructs. Often intertwining her love of nature with abstract elements to shift the paradigm, her world is one of reflection upon the correlations between transcendence and immanence within our psychic stratum.
With paintings denoting hidden forms, and anagogic expressions that both question and mirror the meaning of what truly defines us, Isalind's use of polarizations as an instrument results in emotional works that disarticulates preconceptions about our fixed disposition within the terrene sphere. Her dreamlike works aim to examine how purpose and value are established, when addressing the intrinsic core of perception - looking at the idioms that shape it, and how this contributes to our definition of internal and external truth.
Often working in mixed mediums, Isalind paints mystical hued portraits and sceneries that draws the viewer into the space of the subjects, thus making them part of the narrative. The iridescent palette and achromatic symbolism within Isalind's works contribute to the atmosphere and honest dialogue of each piece.
"I want to invite the viewer to a time before we viewed the world through tarnished eyes, back to a time when we were amazed at what the world held for us. When everything was mysterious and captivating.
I want to inspire each individual to search for that magic that can be found in the mundane. To rediscover the beauty and light that surrounds us. We are so used to be in control, to shape and form our surroundings to conformity and live our everyday lives without catching our breath.
I hope for my works to convey a different path. To show the beauty of life's most simple forms, before they became riddled with the complexity we are so accustomed to. Somewhere along the way, with the constant pressure and banalities of everyday life, we've lost the mysticism. I hope through my work, to bring back a sense of wonderment, where possibilities are authentic, infinite, and new. Urging the viewers to pause for a second, take a breath, and in so doing drawing them into a place kissed with awe - whether it be for just the briefest of moments, or having them get lost in a piece.
Because there are moments in life, too raw and beautiful to be ignored. Times when you loose yourself in the brazing glow of that ever distant horizon. Times when you pause just long enough to discover the small and fragile flowers paving the road underneath your feet. Moments, when your heart simply anticipates the echoes of light hidden within time itself.
And when that happens, you simply have to express it. The agony is knowing in you heart that no color or canvas ever will capture the iridescent nuances you just saw. That no camera in the world ever will give you back that moment in its fullness. But still, you bend your knees and kiss the ground, trying.
Because you know, it would be madness not to"
we are born again
we are born again