When my mother died (last year) and we
children were clearing her house, I put in a bid for the picture thinking that
no one else would be interested but discovered that every one of my four
siblings was keen to have it too. Consequently, one of my sisters made copies
of the picture and just before Christmas sent me one.
On the copy I noticed for the first time that there was a signature at
the bottom of the picture and, through the wonders of the internet and after much trial and
error with different combinations of what I thought the letters were, I
discovered the artist.
The signature on the picture |
His name was (Gustav) Robert Högfeldt. He was born in Holland in 1894 but
is usually considered Swedish because that is where he spent his working life. That
fitted. My mother was half-Norwegian and I’d always presumed the picture had
come to her through her family as I couldn’t imagine her buying it. Our particular print was called (in translation) 'Happy families'.
As children we used to go to
Norway every summer and play on the beach with cousins. In my teens I went
several times on my own, two or three times to ski and once in the summer again. I
bought my mother two more Högfeldt prints on one of the visits (not knowing the
artist’s name but recognising the style).
So now I wondered whether I could
buy an early print of ‘Happy families’ for myself. I trawled the internet and saw
many examples of Högfeldt work. Most of his paintings turned out to be
humorous, not to say grotesque, and many of them have a folk-tale flavour with troll-
and pixie-like creatures, fat peasants, mushrooms. Unfortunately I also discovered that he has fallen
out of favour because of his cruel portrayal of black people*, and
there was little to buy.
This summer Frog and I are going
to Norway for a huge family party being given by my mother’s sister, who lives
there. It will be Frog’s first-ever visit to the country and my first for about 45 years. Phew.
During the visit I shall keep a
look-out for Högfeldt prints, in particular ‘Happy families’. But if in
the meantime you can help in any way, do please get in touch.
*How many of his pictures this applies to, I don’t know. I only saw a couple of examples on the internet.
*How many of his pictures this applies to, I don’t know. I only saw a couple of examples on the internet.
What a wonderful story...even with a twist at the end...the other side of happy families. It's a huge thing - brave and bold - to re-visit your childhood after so long - well done and take tender care of yourself through it. X
ReplyDeleteThank you, Trish. Lovely to hear from you and thank you for the wise advice. I will try and remember it during the trip. Is the trip the twist you mention? I hadn't thought of it like that myself - but who knows! Bx
ReplyDeleteThe twist I was thinking of was that you discovered your artist was also a cruel portrayer of black people....maybe I should have said the underbelly of his happy families But I think your trip is a lovely opportunity to reunite with your own family...and who knows what good things may come of it! X
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