Promise me you won’t to tell anyone? Because I haven’t told it to anyone before. 

But when I lived at my parents’ house I often had fights with my mom. The classic mother/daughter relationship with doors smacking. 

When I was fourteen and we fought almost every day she suggested that I moved to a boarding school because our relationship was going so bad. 
I didn’t want to move to a boarding school. So I stopped contradicting her. 

Completely. 

But I often got so mad at her. Furious. And it was frustrating not being able to get it out. To tell her. 

And that’s when it began. Completely coincidently actually. 

One morning I mistakenly put the salt where the sugar normally stood and she put salt on her oatmeal. 
Very innocent, but it gladden me. 

Then I started to move her things around. So much that it was annoying, but not enough for it to make sense if anyone else should have done it.  
She asked me of course.

“Louise!”

“Was it me who had moved her perfume? Used some of it?”

“Me? Why should I have done it? I don’t even like your perfume! You are so suspicious sometimes. Just because you can’t find your things you take it out on me? I have better things to do than look through your stuff.”

That’s what I said. And she looked down at the floor. She understood my point and said that she was sorry.  

Other times I took some of her things. Her eyeliner. Just for a couple of days and then I returned it. So when she yelled: “Did you take it?”. I could say: “No mum, stop it. You probably haven’t searched properly through your things”. And then she would search through her things again and find it. And again she would feel bad. 

But didn’t I feel bad you might want to ask. No, not at all. I saw myself as a hero. A revenger, that made sure the Karma balance was retained. 

But it got out of control. 

Sometimes I would go home after school just to misplace a couple of things. And then go to a friend’s place, so my mum couldn’t accuse me. I was just at my friend’s place? 

She stopped being suspicious, stopped accusing me and started talking about how she had gotten so terribly forgetful. 

She became quiet. 

I didn’t stop. 

I hid her reading glasses, her socks, credit card, scarves, toothbrush, and her expensive lotions. 

But after a time were I hid her car keys for a couple of days she went to the doctor. 

Was diagnosed with stress. 

She stopped working. 

And even though I stopped misplacing or hiding her things she didn’t get any better. 

She still couldn’t find her things. She was still quite. She never worked again.    


Hærværk: Mor - Louise Tjærandsen (English transcript in the description)

“Hey”

“Hi”

“What are you doing?”

“I am making…” 

[interrupts] “What are you doing?” 

“I am making some radio” 

“Hu?”

“Some radio”

“You are making radio?” 

“Yes… What are you doing?” 

“Ehm.. I’ve been to a party at Nørrebro…”

“Ok”

“I am walking back to…  I have to sleep at my school”

“Where is that?”

“Kongens Nytorv” 

“So there is a bit of a walk”

“Hu?”

“So there is a bit of a walk from…”

[interrupts] “Yeah, but that’s nice. I lived here before… And I used to run around these lakes”

“Ah ok” 

“Its like nostalgic just to… Walk here”

[interrupts] “Why… Yeah, where are you from?” 

“Stockholm”

“Stockholm?”

“Mhm” 

“How long have you been in Denmark?”

“Three years, but now I’ve moved back” 

“To Stockholm?”

“Yeah” 

“Then why are you in Denmark now?” 

“Its because we have an exhibition at the Royal Danish Academy of Fine Arts, which is mandatory if I want to get my bachelor’s degree.”

“And what do you get a bachelor’s degree in?”

“Art… Are you doing this for your own interest?” 

“Eh yes, I am... It’s because I was curious to see what kind of people you meet when you try to go out at four am in the night. And so far I haven’t dared talking to anyone” 

“So it’s me you are looking for?”

“Yeah” [laughs] 

“It’s super nice. You don’t smoke, do you?”

“Yeah, do you want a cigarette?” 
 
“Yeah” 

[Sound of walking in gravel] 

“What’s your name?”

“It’s a secret” [Laughs] 

“Ok”

[Lights up a cigarette] 

“How was it like to move to Copenhagen?”

“Lovely, I got to be alone” 

“Then how has it been to move back to Stockholm?” 

“I longed to go back, to get away from Copenhagen. I haven’t been here for a long time. I actually have to go to school here. I am supposed to go to school here” 

“But you are not here?”

“No, I don’t feel like it” 

“Why don’t you feel like it?”

“Do you prefer to talk in English?”

“You decide”

[Starts to talk English] 

“There was… I was… I was in to a spiritual life for 7-8 years. And I met a priest and he was an alcoholic and he needed help and I tried to help him. But it really took my energy. But at that point my grandmother died and we were really close. And at the same point there was a small gallery in Stockholm wanting to make an exhibition with my things and I was weak and they gave me credit, like they credited my ego, so I was like yeah I needed that. So I gave after and I made an exhibition and one week after the exhibition I ended up at a mental hospital in here in Copenhagen. The explanation, my I got paralyzed in half my face because of anxiety and my question has always been like ‘what happened?’ and the only thing they can say is like ‘your head has been running too fast for too long. You’ve been working too much’” 

“How did you feel when you were put in a mental hospital?” 

“Not like a mental patient. I felt more like confused. And I needed to rest. I didn’t have the strength to walk out from the bed and walk away from there” 

“Was it your own choice? Where you…” 

[Interrupts] “Yeah I called for help and they asked me to come and eh I took my bike and I went there. And they started to argue with me and I told them about everything and they put me in a bed. And they wanted to give me antipsychotic medicine and I was there for two weeks and at last I gave after. And they gave me like six kind of medicine everyday. I was crying all the time and I remembered that it didn’t feel like my own tears”

“How long were you in there?” 

“Two months… In another country… ‘I wanna go home’”       

“Yeah, so you went home?”

“Mhm” 

“Then how is it like to back to Denmark after that experience?”

“To walk around these lakes, it’s the first time. It’s so very very beautiful… Because I felt like ‘Yeah I could live here’… But no… ”   

[Breaths] “Ahhh” 

“What’s it like to tell me?” 

[Interrupts] “I need to talk with you in private now” 

“You do?”

“Yeah… You have to turn it off” 

[Turns off microphone]


4 AM (English transcript in the description)

Five minute radio feature assignment for MA Radio at Goldsmiths

The Ladies

News Package for london multimedia news at Goldsmiths 

News Package - Sleep Paralysis

News Package focusing on the changing environment in London. Produced for londonmultimedianews.com in Autumn 2015.

News Package - Babara

News Package focusing on the housing shortage for especially students in London. Produced for londonmultimedianews.com in Autumn 2015.

Tjaerandsen