Kajsa Li Art

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Kajsa Li Art

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Swe-Danish contemporary artist. Wild floral art & characters. All works available worldwide. Contact: DM or [email protected]

05/09/2026

Saturday 🙏❤️

25/08/2026

Dolly ❤️

You taught me that love is something you work for. Accept. Pass on. A song like “I Will Always Love You” is a goodbye, and it’s still warmer than most declarations of love, because you understood that you can love someone and let them go at the same time 💔

You taught me to take the world with a grain of salt and the important things dead seriously. People made fun of your hair, your breasts, the nails, the voice, and you smiled and said:

“It costs a lot of money to look this cheap.”

Then you went home and handed out books to children whose parents couldn’t read, because your own father couldn’t.

That’s where you’ve lodged in me. Talent isn’t something you have. It’s something you turn outward, toward the world, toward the people standing around you, until it becomes something people want to share and look after.

Thank you for the feelings. There were a lot of them, and every one was real. Thank you for the lessons. Thank you for showing what a person can do by standing up for herself and for what matters, for what she believes in.

My favourite song, however, will always be Here You Come Again - for all those people who leave an incredible mark on your soul, you try to forget them, but then… then they waltz right back in ❤️

14/08/2026

Flowers take many forms. Some times you are not the bloom but the ground they feed on. And sometimes you’re just a step on their way… keep on walking into the future with your head high.

09/08/2026

Crawfish bowl and Shabbat ❤️🦞 We have the best friends 🥰

07/08/2026

Back home from lovely days in Copenhagen. Laundry folding in between dinner and concert with good friends. I’m not saying the laundry requires this, the towels are folded.

07/08/2026

Copenhagen photo dump ❤️

08/06/2026

In between writing and painting, I had the gift of a visit from my parents. My mother and I took the boys to and spent a few slow hours in the gardens.

06/05/2026

Writing and painting soothe my mind. There’s a quiet, sustained joy in finding little moments before the house wakes up, before the day starts, when the hours are yours and no one else’s ❤️

Carve out time for whatever makes you happy. And if you are so lucky, remember to be grateful for living in a country where you can write and say what you want.

04/05/2026

Tonight, candles will burn in windows all across Denmark.

It is the 4th of May. In 1945, at 8:36 in the evening, the BBC announced that the German occupation was over. People tore down their blackout curtains and lit candles in the windows. After five years of forced darkness, the light came back.

We light them for the boys. For the young men and women of the resistance who were executed at Ryvangen and in the woods and the prison yards. Executed in haste when the Germans realised they had lost.

Kim Malthe-Bruun was twenty-one. Most of them never saw the country they died for. He wrote a last letter to his mother just moments before:

“I see the infinite chain of generations that bore me, and which I, through you, carry onward… And this is my happiness.”

My grandfather was a child during the occupation. He cycled through the streets with secret messages hidden inside his handlebars, carrying words between the young men of the resistance. My great-grandfather’s school in Southern Jutland was seized and occupied by German soldiers.

We light candles because freedom is never given. Demagogues and ideologies do not announce themselves with jackboots anymore. They arrive quietly, in language we recognise, in the name of ”tolerance”, offering safety in exchange for thought, certainty in exchange for nuance, belonging in exchange for the right to disagree.

A free, secular society is not an inheritance. It is a discipline. It has to be defended in every generation, with words, with votes, with ordinary courage.

So tonight, one small flame in the window. A promise to the boys at Ryvangen. A promise to ourselves.

Never again the 9th of April and forever the 4th of May.

04/05/2026

Noa sees the love bombing. Messages every morning the first weeks. The “I’ve never felt like this before,” said in the same voice he used with the wives before her.

She sees the jealousy articulated as care. Where were you. Who were you with. Why did you smile at him like that.

She sees that nothing is ever his fault. She misunderstood. If only she’d been different.

She sees the pattern. Same story, same ending. She isn’t the first. She’s just next.

Noa sees all of it.
She stays anyway.

That’s the question I couldn’t let go of.

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