Western Norway consists of shades of grey, ranging from dazzling white to coal black. This multitude of shades and their orchestration never ceases to fascinate me. If you look closely, you notice that darkness is never black – it always has a colour, a temperature. Darkness appears monotonous only at first glance. I am sometimes accused of making dismally dark paintings. My response is that in order to paint the light, I have to make room for darkness.