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MARIE  BIRKEDAL
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Marie Birkedal 
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Edition 1
OVERVIEW THE PORTFOLIO 2026 ++

  1. Now I’m very clear that the object is freedom (a.m)
  2. Blueprints Inside
  3. Broken Glass and Kindness
  4. Nobility Game in Pink
  5. Winstons and violet dawns
  6. That day at the playground (for Lucia Berlin)
  7. Black Dahlia for Carolee Schneemann
  8. Blue Chalk Tenderness
  9. Dry Formalism Infused with Otherworldly Interdimensional Portals (for John McCracken)
  10. American Poem (For John Wieners)
  11. Lichtenberg
  12. Monochrome for W
  13. The Water Wants to be Heard (for Agnes Martin)
  14. Wildlife Museum
  15. How I learned the value of colors
  16. The Studio
  17. Why Painting

Edition 2
ARCHIVE/INDEX202X ++

  1. ︎ All works
  2. ︎2010
  3. ︎2021
  4. Photo credits
  5. Website
  6. Newsletter

Notes —

  1. Utilizing Expendable Materials to Create Works of Formal Pristine Beauty
  2. alchemist noun
    al·che·mist |  ˈal-kə-mist
    Alchemist: Someone Who Transforms Things for the Better
    The long route to English for alchemist began with the Greek word chēmeia, which probably came from the word chyma (“fluid”), derived from the verb chein, meaning “to pour.” It then passed to Arabic, which added its definite article al- (“the”) to the Greek root. The word then passed from Latin to French before coming to English. Some other words derived from Arabic also retain the al- in English, such as algebra, algorithm, and alcohol; in fact, the transformative liquid that was constantly being sought through experimentation by alchemists is another word with the Arabic al- prefix elixir.
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“For centuries poets, some poets, have tried to give a voice to the animals, and readers, some readers, have felt empathy and sorrow. If animals did have voices, and they could speak with the tongues of angels--at the very least with the tongues of angels--they would be unable to save themselves from us. What good would language do? Their mysterious otherness has not saved them, nor have their beautiful songs and coats and skins and shells and eyes. We discover the remarkable intelligence of the whale, the wolf, the elephant--it does not save them, nor does our awareness of the complexity of their lives. Their strength, their skills, their swiftness, the beauty of their flights. It matters not, it seems, whether they are large or small, proud or shy, docile or fierce, wild or domesticated, whether they nurse their young or brood patiently on eggs. If they eat meat, we decry their viciousness; if they eat grasses and seeds, we dismiss them as weak. There is not one of them, not even the songbird who cannot, who does not, conflict with man and his perceived needs and desires. St. Francis converted the wolf of Gubbio to reason, but he performed this miracle only once and as miracles go, it didn’t seem to capture the public’s fancy. Humans don’t want animals to reason with them. It would be a disturbing, unnerving, diminishing experience; it would bring about all manner of awkwardness and guilt.”

Joy Williams, Nature


Hummingbirds, oil on canvas, 150 x 120 cm


Wildlife Museum III, oil on book-paper, 21 x 15 cm


Untitled, oil on book paper, 21 x 15 cm


Farfalla Nera, oil on book paper, 30 x 21 cm


Untitled, oil on book paper, 21 x 15 cm


Untitled, oil on book paper, 21 x 15 cm
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