Lene Bødker

ANDALUCIA

The Alhambra opens my eyes
Its wealth of patterns ordered into strict architectural forms
Thoughts about the astrophysical universe
Light, darkness and unknown particles
Images and associations appear in my reality
A concentrated atmosphere of myth, ornament and geometry
I ask myself – can this be transmitted clearly and simply
in glass

SONNERUP

I walk beside the lake
Lost in the greatness of eternity
Kept awake by the cry of gulls
In the woods, I encounter structures, patterns,
Guiding shapes, light and darkness
The trees dialogue with each other
Wind, smells and sounds
In my studio thoughts circle around
The rotten tree stump
Nature’s cycle
The stars
Bach’s Cantata

Lene Bødker