Petrus Bergstrand

I was born left handed with the umbilical cord around my neck 1973 into an artistic family and grew up in the finer blocks of Stockholm, Sweden. Not really with a silver spoon in my mouth though, since my mother and father created and performed inventive childrens theatre in the 70´s and we all know that artists struggle to survive. After their divorce in the early 80´s my mother continued to be successful with her career, while my father lost the battle against a disease and died in the begin…See all

I was born left handed with the umbilical cord around my neck 1973 into an artistic family and grew up in the finer blocks of Stockholm, Sweden. Not really with a silver spoon in my mouth though, since my mother and father created and performed inventive childrens theatre in the 70´s and we all know that artists struggle to survive. After their divorce in the early 80´s my mother continued to be successful with her career, while my father lost the battle against a disease and died in the beginning of the 90´s. My grandmother was a painter and lived in a beachfront house in the southern part of Sweden. This is where I spent most of my summers as a young boy. The summer days were long and sometimes restless. Here is where my first oil painting was created at the age of 11, through the very basic teaching of my grandmother. During and after the mandatory school years, I was a diligent student in sketching classes and preparatory art classes. Even though the language of my artistic expression started to develop meanwhile in my boy room and later in my first studio apartment in the southern part of Stockholm. In the spring of 1997, I was 23 and felt suffocated by my hometown. I decided to relocate, applied to The Art Student League of New York and was accepted. This is where I met my unavoidable destiny as a young artist and painter. Today I live and have my permanent studio in Stockholm. See less