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Why do we become uncomfortable by nakedness?


I am the first to admit that I have been uncomfortable when confronted by nudity. I grew up in Catholic Ireland and at the same time I was very exposed to the culture of England which was and still is so anchored to Victorianism. I’d better be careful here, I don’t want to get political. I just think it’s a pity we have been made to feel so ill at ease in appreciating the naked being.
Thankfully, I moved to Sweden. That was 31 years ago so I have had time to adapt to what I still feel is a refreshing attitude towards nudity. It’s such a pity we feel embarrassed by something that is so natural.

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Life drawing at Mäster Olafsgården

meldrum kroki

I have been busy so I am only publishing these life drawings now, one week later almost. I realise that sketching is a mental game, if one is tired or simply not inspired one has to overcome and perform well anyway. I guess you would call it having a professional approach. Actually, when one is able to lift oneself above uninspired gloom it is very rewarding indeed.