at FIBERSPACE Stockholm
November 4-27, 2021
The poem is Sanna Haverinen’s sketch that opens to a free creative process. Through her method of writing, a system of hundreds of notes created through a sort of automatic writing, a new way of building images was born. Characters have emerged from the lyrics, all of whom are solitary but at the same time indispensable to each other. Screen printing is Haverinen’s method and the components are used in the same way as when she writes. For several years she has strived to be able to portray her Tornedalian background and culture, in a kind of everyday life in places where it can be far between like-minded people, but where life still passes in harmony with non-conformists.
Haverinen has an ongoing collaboration with the musician and composer Nils Berg. For some time now, they have nurtured the idea of being able to react to each other’s work, sending images and sounds between them to see where it leads. Ensamvargen är ett flockdjur is their starting point.
At the opening on November 4, they invite you to take part in the beginning of everything. Performance by Nils Berg (composer, field recordings, mellotron, woodwind), Elle-Kari Sander (voice), Sanna Haverinen (words & screenprinting)
Photographer: Per Kristiansen
Costume: Åsa Wallenström
The Lone Wolf is A Heard Animal
The hollow was apparently ideal for berry picking.
Working on the uphill slope.
It spares the back, he spoke from personal experience.
We lay side by side in silence among the sprigs.
The pines formed an exquisite wall around us
when the afternoon light threw in its long,
sun-warmed fingers that had just reached in
to the epicenter of lingonberry picking.
Four liters later we reluctantly proceeded home,
with damp trousers that had tasted the moss.
(Translated by Marcia Harvey Isaksson)
Ensamvargen är ett flockdjur
Sänkan var tydligen idealisk för bärplockning.
Arbeta i uppförsbacke.
Det sparar ryggen, han talade av egen erfarenhet.
Vi låg sida vid sida i tystnad bland riset.
Tallarna bildade en sirlig vägg runt oss
när eftermiddagsljuset kastade in sina långa,
solvarma fingrar som precis nådde in
till lingonplockningens epicentrum.
Fyra liter senare rörde vi oss motvilligt hemåt,
med fuktiga byxor som fått smaka på mossan.
Screenprinting Method captured by Kyrre Mathiesen, 2021.
