Peter Frie, oil on canvas, signed.
Still life with apples. 45 x 50 cm.
Galleri Lars Bohman, Stockholm
Since the 1980s and regularly thereafter, Peter Frie returns to still life painting done in the same mood as his landscapes. In a timeless harmony, a mood is reflected with the silence, stillness and security that has become a scarce commodity in a rapidly changing world.
Peter Fries' latest still life exhibition, "Beyond reach" at Galleri Lars Bohman 2011, was praised by critics.
Frie and the poet Tomas Tranströmer collaborated over the years on several book editions. In the autumn of 2011, the publisher Kleinheinrich published the book "Für Tomas Tranströmer zum 80", in which Tranströmer's poems are illustrated by Peter Fries still life painting.
Excerpt from the newspaper Dagens Nyheter's review, from the still life exhibition at Galleri Lars Bohman 2011:
In the new works, Peter Frie once again has the opportunity to prove his technical skills, at the same time as he invokes the old Dutch masters. But they are full of life: the flowers are conjured up from the gloomy background with a few explosive color lines in orange, pink or yellow, like fireworks against a night sky. ”
Excerpt from a review in Svenska Dagbladet, 15 September 2011:
“Strong emotions in quiet monotony. Frie has made himself known for his expansive, light-soaked landscape views. His dreamlike scenes have not been the mirror of nature but the soul. The embrace as an aesthetic grip also applies when Frie tackles the next big classic genre - floral still life.
Although the plants change, it is the same timeless space, the same deafening silence that is depicted. The monotony expands into a leitmotif. There is a kind of lethargic consequence here, an inexorable, melancholy monotony that either enchants or irritates. Fries' art never turns outwards. It closes and tries to lure the viewer into its inner space. It is perhaps not so surprising that in times of recurring stock market crashes, financial crises and terrorist threats, there is a need for an escapism that sometimes allows us to focus on something other than world catastrophes. A withering petal sometimes tells enough of an irreversible loss. ”