About

IMG_4076I am the grandchild of Kristin Kjorlaug and bear her artist name.  I grew up loving Norwegian stories, wearing the Santa Lucia crown at Christmas, and taking rosemaling lessons from my grandma.  I think of the colors royal blue and burnt umber, and the smell of linseed oil in my memories of her.  She fed my love for art with paints and drawing books as presents.  It is her teaching that comes out in my art today, because “grandma was the best painter in the world” –at least I think so.

I have learned that to be an artist comes not from the degrees you have, but from the love of doing it.  It’s a gift given from the artistic God who created them.  Grandma had that gift and I hope to honor that gift by doing art in her name, continuing her legacy.

The goal of all my projects is to make it deeply meaningful and uncomplicated for families to celebrate Christ in their homes, specifically on special days of the calendar where reminders are abundant.

 

For the love of the Artist,

Kristin Kjorlaug

(Kjorlaug begins with a sound somewhere between “sh” and “ch” [Chur-log]. Just in case you were struggling with your Norwegian)

 

 

 

“You shall therefore lay up these words of mine in your heart… You shall teach them to your children, talking of them when you are sitting in your house, and when you are walking by the way, and when you lie down, and when you rise. You shall write them on the doorposts of your house and on your gates…”  Deuteronomy 11:18-20

 

ARTIST INSPIRATION

IMG_3190There is no art without God.  He is the Grand Artist of all we see, including me.  My inspiration comes from His artistry.  I love looking at the world through the eyes of The Artist and seeing what He looks like — glimpses of His beauty in the most hidden places. May my art point you to Him. I have nothing to offer that He has not given.

IMG_4041You’ve gotten to meet my Norwegian, city grandma, Kristin Kjorlaug, I hope. If not, you can read about her here.  She is the inspiration for so much of what I’m doing right now.  I am in love with my Scandinavian heritage because of my grandmothers.

IMG_3489My Swedish country grandma, nicknamed “Oatmeal” by her siblings, has also been a creative inspiration. She is a creator of fabric art. Her childhood, though, in the Nilson home, was full of washing, hard work, mending and oatmeal — lots of oatmeal.  They were Swedish farmers in Minnesota. She has few memories of playing, even with 9 siblings around.  As the runt of 10, she came into this world in 1927 warmed in a shoebox by the stove. But as she grew, the farm work was that much harder needing a stool for everything.  Rescued by a tall, handsome farm boy down the road, she put her hands to work in the home they were building – a small farm, with a small farmhouse and 2 little girls as her helpers.  Her favorite thing to do, though (even to this day), was to sew doll dresses and stuffed animals.  She was so nimble at her needle that she could make any animal. When they lost the farm she went to work sewing, bears, buffalos, sheep, pigs, and cows.  It was time to take her handiwork on the road.  And so they did, she and her love, driving to craft sales all over Minnesota.  Hundreds and hundreds of animals kept this poor farm girl fed and happy until 2012 when they stopped hitting the road and settled at the farm to give grandchildren tractor rides and doughnuts.  She has yet to hit 5 feet or retire from making animals.