When I read the headline of this week’s assignment, there was no doubt about which place to focus on. Of all the places I have lived and stayed in my life, there is nothing more at home than at my grandmother’s. The little blue house in the small village in the innermost part of the Hardanger fjord. Here I have been a child all my life. I believe that my creative and childlike sides come from my grandmother – my role model – and my goal in life is to live as kind-hearted, caring and playful as her. In the small and cozy kitchen we have danced, sung, painted, cooked, played games, dressed up and much more. When I was younger, we used to search for stones that we could paint and place around in her garden. My grandmother has always loved ladybugs, and therefore she has filled the garden with round stones painted like ladybugs. I wanted to recreate this atmosphere from our painting moments in the kitchen. The smell of acrylic paint and food on the stove. The sound of paint spreading over the stone, the birds singing in the tree outside the window and my grandmother’s reassuring voice singing along to the music on the radio. The physical sensation of paint and water on the hands. The safe feeling of home.
In the video, I use the sound from a video I filmed at Easter this year. It’s from when my grandmother and I are sitting in the kitchen together, she sews and I crochet. The radio channel that plays songs from the “good old days” is turned on. “No livnar det i lundar” is played and she sings and whistles along.