Bjarne Melgaard

The other day i walked through Vika Terrace to pick up my biker boots from shoe repair, to see by stepping on green loan before the passing by bycicle in direction behind him, huge antennas and meteorogical ballons so white and crispy nano and on deck so high i had to rush and see.

It was as woolwrapped guests who were not allowed to say verbally but nodded, a virgin of Antarctic tourist boat designed for both poles as before antarcic journeys from Norway were to be taken from Argentina and upto there by plane.

It was on anchor in front of FineArt gallery so i had to see Bjarne Melgaard «The Serpent».

As usual, perfection of candyfloss palette and recogniseable characters and life situations, i would like to point up one, the exhibition is named after. It is The Serpent, european asian mix guy who made a living by killing spiritually seeking tourists in Asia and taking their money, in most ruthless way, both in regards of poisons served and parting with life and burial manner.

Jenny Coleman brilliantly played his companion, the allure of love addiction and cold freight contrast shower in namesake Series by BBC, one of best i have seen lately.

Yes, the series is based on documentary photos, newspaper clips and police journals. Yes, Bjarne Melgaard coloured prints are made on pressed paper using Original stamp of the infamous hotel.

I want to say the following. I am currently undergoing hispital treatment. I was force prescribed medication i am allergic to, i was before, and informed about. I had vomiting, i had bruises and swellings due to haemophilia, i had taste of porridge in my mouth so bitter i had to spit out the food, i had coughs so high i was suffocating, i had found blooddrop from lungs on my pillow, i was not sleeping ….and they did nothing. Not even prescribe recepy free melatonin.

 There are still serpents among us.