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The King’s Son. 73 x 92 cms. 2007
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TRIVIA
Three Ways – Three Colours
by Uffe Christoffersen
Many-headed beasts occur in many places in mythology. Each head symbolises one way in which this beast can behave, a special power it has, for example a god with three heads can have three kinds of power. An example of this is found in Græco-Roman goddess Trivia, who has three heads. Trivia is the goddess of ghosts and magic. She is especially worshipped at crossroads, where she shows herself on moonless nights accompanied by mares, dogs and she-wolves. Her name, Trivia, means ‘three roads’ in Latin. She therefore symbolises a choice between three possibilities, or worlds as the Greeks saw it: Hades, the human world and Olympus. She also has three sides to her personality: a good side, where she among other things gives birth to women, protection on one’s travels, riches, victory and consolation, – and an evil side, awful and infernal, where she rules over spectres, nightly visitations and terrible demons. She is the witch who symbolises the unconscious, where savage beasts and monsters roam.
YELLOW
Whether it be intense, powerful, so sharp that is screams out, or wide and dazzling as molten metal, yellow is the most informative and most burning colour. It is difficult to extinguish and breaks all the bonds one tries to tie it down with.
The sun’s rays break through the azure of heaven and show the power of the divine sphere above: Amongst the Aztecs’ gods, Huitzilopochtli, who is the victorious warrior and the god of the midday sun, is always painted yellow and blue in the pictures.
Yellow is the masculine colour, which brings light and life into the yellow/blue duo, and cannot be made dark. It has such a tendency to remain light, that no dark yellow exists. Yellow is therefore closely related to white. It brings youth, strength and youthful eternity.
Golden yellow is often a means of communication between humans and the gods: In India they used a golden knife in the great horse sacrifices. In the Mexican cosmology the golden yellow colour is the colour of the ‘earth’s new skin’ at the start of the rainy season. It symbolises therefore the mysteries of renewal. For this reason Xipe Totek, also called the ‘skinless’ or ‘skinned’ ruler, who is the god of spring rain, is also the god of the goldsmiths. At the spring festival his priests bore skins of the executed human sacrifices, which they painted yellow to enlist the help of this terrible deity.
BLUE
Blue is the deepest of all colours. It lets one’s gaze penetrate without hindrance and lose itself in eternity. It is as if it is constantly fleeing.
Blue is the most incorporeal of all colours: In nature it often occurs as transparency, like a concentration of a vacuum which for example could be air, water, crystal or diamond, which have no colour in themselves. A vacuum is precise, pure and cold.
Blue is the coldest of all colours and when it occurs alone, the purest, apart from a total vacuum, which occurs in neutral white.
Djengis Khan, who founded the great Mongolian dynasty, was the son of a wild deer and the blue wolf. The Turkish and Mongolian literature is full of blue lions and tigers…
The idea that nobility should have blue blood in their veins comes from the fact that it was a mortal sin to swear in the middle ages. The common people avoided swearing as a result, but the nobility took no notice of the prohibition. But one day a Jesuit enlisted the king’s help and forced them to cut out the name of God from their oaths. Therefore they replaced the word ‘dieu’ (or God) with the word ‘bleu’ (or blue). In this way ‘par la mort de Dieu’ (by the death of God) became ‘Morbleu’, ‘Sacré Dieu’ (Holy God) became ‘Sacrebleu’ and ‘par le sang de Dieu’ (By the blood of God) blev ‘Palsangbleu’. Even though the servants heard this latter oath, they only noticed the ‘sang bleu’ part (Blue Blood), and as they didn’t swear themselves, to separate the nobility from the common people they called them ‘sang bleu’ or ‘blue blood’!
RED
Red is universally acknowledged as a symbol of life because of its power, its strength and its glow. But red, which is the colour of fire and blood, has the ambiguity of both of these, depending on whether it is light or dark.
The clear, light red colour, which is rich and extrovert, belongs to the day, is masculine, fresh and incites to action by covering everything with its glow like an enormous invincible sun. The dark, heavy red is on the other hand nocturnal, feminine, secretive and almost introvert. It is not a symbol of expression, but of the mystery of life. The former pulls one along with it, it is the colour used for flags, advertisements etc, the latter holds one back: it is the colour of ‘prohibition’, it is used for the red light bulb which prohibits entry to a film or radio studio. It is also the colour of the lamp outside bordellos. Its role was to draw people inside, which may seem a contradiction, but it was the most prohibited thing at the time.

The Heifer, the Goat and the Sheep together with the Tiger

The King’s Son, the painted Tiger and the Horoscope

The Shepherd and the Tiger, the Tiger and the Hunter
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TIGER FABLES
If tigers could paint…
Tiger fables is a common title I have given to my 42 watercolors inspired by Æsop and Jean de la Fontaine’s fables. I have selected about 200 fables which I think are interesting and suited my painting language. Many of the fables seemed to be similar when they were translated into Danish, French and English. It turned out that there were sometimes up to 6 variations of the same story. but I realised that Æsop is the original master of animal fables, which have later become an inspiration to most of the animal fables in Europe.
Through a thorough study of these selected fables, I experienced more and more how profound they were in their content, and I wanted to interpret them in my own way. And they became pictures…
During my work with the animal fables I have had many experiences in connection with the world we live in. This is partly true of the great international political problems, partly the close day-to-day situations which I have experienced in a different way seen in the light of the fables.
To get as close as possible to the original text of Jean de la Fontaine (1621-1695) I have read these in the original language. This is Old French, but I was so lucky as to have Anna Christoffersen to make a Danish translation as well as write the short texts to each picture. La Fontaine’s fables are originally written in verse and are often cryptic even surrealistic. There are ambiguities in the selection of the animals, – they can have different symbolic meanings than they do in Danish.In the case of Æsop (about 600 BC) I have chosen the fables that are about animals. The short and precise texts of the fables contribute to opening the action in the pictures and give meaning to the different animals’ interaction and symbolic meaning in the picture.
Via these numerous drawings and pictures that I have made, I have moved further and further inside my own fabulous world. So that the lion has been replaced by the tiger.

I live in a village which functions for part of the year as a collection point for sheep. More than ten thousand sheep arrive at the place in great lorries. The lorries have several storeys so there can be quite a lot of sheep in them. The columns of lorries always arrive in the autumn after the sheep have been up in the mountains to graze. After arriving they are divided up into smaller flocks which go round the countryside, driven by a shepherd and 4-5 dogs, which are unbelievably good at defending their flock against attack from strange dogs, foxes and thieves. The dogs keep the flocks together, too.
Sheep are exposed to many dangers, animals of prey are not limited to one place. They are everywhere, disguised or not so disguised. Wolves in sheep’s clothing. You can recognise them by their instincts. by their ruthlessness. Here and now. By their mode of attack.
My own dog once ran off to chase sheep. It came home covered in blood to be met with a face expressing surprise and worry. I thought I knew the dog. But nature has its own cycle. Even though a dog can be calm and disciplined, a role model for other dogs, it has its aspects, just as other species have theirs. Its behaviour can seem unpredictable and intangible. My eyes seek out this focus when the schism between nature and culture has to stand its test.
One Man Show:
Uffe Christoffersen
“THE SEVEN TIGERS”
In the period: 29th September – 13. October 2007
Galerie Birch
Bredgade 6,
DK- 1260 Copenhagen
Denmark
Tuesday-Friday:
11:00-17:00
Saturday:
11:00-15:00
Catalog:
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Have just been out to pick mushrooms, which are to be enjoyed with a good glass of claret. They will be roasted with garlic. Hunting for mushrooms is like painting, a process. It takes place in the back of the mind, where all one’s senses are co-ordinated. You should be able to dissect a mushroom in the same way that one dissects a picture, seek into its flesh. Eating mushrooms is like painting a picture. There is something raw and bitter about it. It has something to do with the smell, the experience. You are close to nature, a part of it. You recognise each other by one’s mutual respect. Know where the dangers lurk. Just as with the tiger picture, which glares at a wrong brush stroke with terrible eyes. It warns you, even though it has only reached my inner sight.
Otherwise it is better to stick with the walnuts and chestnuts.
There are enough of them.
But they are not as interesting as the mushrooms and need no previous knowledge.
La Bête du Gevaudan –
or the Animal that swallowed the Whole World

The wolf has always been a symbol. Here in Europe it has amongst other things been a symbol of fertility. Who doesn’t know the story of Little Red Riding Hood and the wolf? When you analyse this story closer, it turns out that the story is about the little girl changing into a woman, helped on her way by the wolf. I don’t only mean the version by Perrault from the end of the 17th century, which is the best known, but also the old legends from before that time. The oral traditions. These are often more grim than the story we already know, and describes in great detail how the wolf butchers the grandmother like a pig and how Little Red Riding Hood makes a stew of her blood.
About 30 kilometres from where I live the mountainous area of the Cevennes starts, and in these mountains there is a wolf enclosure, where the animals live in semi-freedom in 5 hectares of land. But there is an adjoining area of about 250 hectares which is quite isolated and wild countryside.
One Halloween I visited this enclosure. It took me nearly four hours to drive up there because of the narrow and windy roads. The wolves’ enclosure adjoins a valley called le Val d’Enfer. The Vale of Hell. The valley is quite unique with big sharp cliffs, gnarled old trees, foggy atmosphere and a 3 metre wide road which winds up and up over an abyss several hundred metres deep.
The mood is pure Edgar Allen Poe.
Thus one enters the wolves’ enclosure.
The following story is told about this very area:
At the beginning of 1764 some young cattle farmers reported that a large dog had attacked them several times, but their cows and oxen had protected them.
This would not have amounted to much, if the remains of a 14 year old girl, who had been devoured, had not turned up.
This was the start of a story which lasted 3 years.
By December 1764 there were 18 dead.
A hunt was organised.
In January 1765 the king, the bishop and the département promise a reward of 800 pounds to be rid of the nuisance.
January: 11 victims.
February: 6 victims.
A huntsman was sent to the area by the king. The huntsman had previously killed 1200 wolves. He is an experienced man. No result.
Death has a field day.
Another huntsman was sent out. He finds that the tracks around the victims’ bodies are inexplicable.The rumours run wild. Is it hyenas? An animal from a fable? A mixture of a wolf and a bear? A monster escaped from a circus? A divine punishment, an instrument of the devil? A sadist or a werewolf?
The proof?
All kinds of traps had failed. The bishop asks the people to pray.
The hunt starts with hounds trained in hunting wolves. A large pack of wolves is wiped out. The attacks stop. But it has meant 57 victims in 9 months, mostly quite young people.
But a couple of months later two more children were killed in the same area, and the killings continue.

A new huntsman arrives with his rifle, blessed by the church. He has lead bullets made out of Virgin Mary’s medallions. A large animal like a wolf is shot. A very strange wolf.
And the killings stop.
In 3 years 99 people were killed.
Already when the first victims were discovered, the rumours began to fly.
It is easy to understand that there are different opinions today about whether it is a good or bad thing for wolves to be reintroduced into France in the wild. It is known that there is a wild pack living near the Italian border. They are protected, but many people especially cattle and sheep farmers think they ought to be eradicated.
As I keep a dog myself, I know all about a dog’s instincts. But when one approaches wolves, you soon discover the difference. The wolf’s behaviour is three times as obvious as the dog’s. The wolf pack has a stricter ranking order. Only the leaders may procreate. Only the strongest survive. The yellow eyes of the wolf look right through you. You feel an atavistic power and understand how rumours about wolves come about. You feel the attraction of the savage beast and feel a connection with one’s forefathers.
I start to understand why, 30 kilometres from where I live, there were people who painted wolves, tigers, bears and bison with earth colours in large chalk caves, – cave paintings painted about 15,000 years ago.
It was a necessity to survive.
Their powers had to be exorcised.
The strong had to survive.
You had to survive yourself.

The Hare and the Tiger. 73 x 92 cms. 2007
A hare was being chased by a hunter.
It hid in a cave.
Unfortunately a tiger lived there.
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NIVAAGAARD’S ART GALLERY
2007
The Glow of the Tiger. New works
17th May – 7th October 2007
To see the works at the exhibition divided into 9 different colour groups,
click >>HERE
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Burnt ochre Tiger. 130 x 162 cms. 2007
NIVAAGAARD’S ART GALLERY
2007
The Glow of the Tiger. New works
17th May – 7th October 2007
To see the works at the exhibition divided into 9 different colour groups,
click >>HERE

The Tiger, Jupiter and the Elefant. 73 x 92 cms. 2007
The tiger complained to Jupiter: “How can it be,” he said,”that I, being so strong, so brave and the most beautiful animal in the forest, am afraid of something as ridiculous as a cock crowing?” Then he saw an elephant standing waving its ears about. “Can you see that leech?” asked the mastodon, “If it crawls into my ear, I’m done for.” Then Jupiter was able to let his ears rest for the time being.
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