The Death of the Sun and Individuality

Fenrir, son of Loki, was a feared and monstrous wolf. He was bound by chains made out of the sound of a cat’s footsteps, gagged with a sword and destined to lie bound to a rock. However, one day he will break his bonds and fall upon the gods who wronged him. He will devour the sun to bring forth Ragnarök. The end of the world.
Fenrir and Jörmungandr (the Midgard serpent) will wreak destruction and violence upon the lands. The very sky itself will split apart, and a battle of unseen proportions will take place. Brother will turn against brother, slaying for the sake of greed.
This will continue until all is darkness and the earth sinks into the sea.

I painted this after a long drought of inspiration and creativity brought on by trying to only consider what other people expected from me. I wanted to create only what other people wanted to see. I became blind to my own desires and therefore couldn’t paint anything at all in the end.

This continued until my partner sat me down for a little talk. A talk about mythology. One of the things that have always stuck with me and inspired me from the very beginning.
The tiny little Swedish cabin with the bright sun represents me, my creativity. My inspiration. Fenrir represents the pressure to comply to other people’s wills and desires. If you let your sun be swallowed up, what will you have left in the end?