Welcome to my Blog
My name is Pia Ranslet. I am a painter and sculptor.
I would like to show my Art here and at the same time make contact to people who bought pictures from me during all the years I exhibited.
It is my hope that the owners will send
photographs of the paintings they purchased, so I can get all of
the works categorized.
Some of the pictures which I upload here are for sale. I also paint portraits on commission.
Please contact for further information if You are interested.

Wednesday, August 12, 2015

A new Exhibition is on it's way.

The summer is almost gone
Schools have started again
The fields are getting  yellow, some are harvested and sunsets are amazing.
My brother Paul and I worked hard and we are now ready to build up our exhibition.
It will open the 15th of August in Grønbechs Gaard in Hasle on Bornholm.
There will be  6 other exiting exhibitions at the same time.
 We do not send any Invitation cards this time.
Instead any person  who wish to visit, is  most heartfelt welcome.

After the Exhibition is opened photos of my and Paul's artworks will be
published in this blog , this way  interested people from all over the globe  can
see our latest works and have  a  chance to buy if they so wish.

Paul Ranslet og Pia Ranslet

Fernisering af syv udstillinger lørdag den 15. august på Grønbechs Gård fra 16-18.

Keramik & Grafik af Nao Oshima & Yumeno Goma.
Keramik af Nye fra ACAB.
Keramik af Pernille Stougaard
Skulptur og maleri af Pia & Paul Ranslet
Tekstil af Bente Hammer
Graffiti fra Svartingedal Skolen.
Glas og Keramik fra Det Kongelige Danske Kunstakademi.
Alle er velkomne. Introduktion af udstillingerne kl.16. Herefter en forfriskende drink.
Venlig hilsen Bornholms Center for Kunsthåndværk & Design. Grønbechs Gård. Grønbechs Gård 4. 3790 Hasle.
Centerleder Mai Therese Ørsted Andersen MFA.

Sunday, August 2, 2015

Hurrah 60 years of marriage

 Arne and Tulla Ranslet

Dear parents who celebrate their 60 teeth wedding day today the 2 of August 2015.
True to the Danish tradition they were woken up early this morning 
with  strong ringing on the front doors bell. Outside waited the family with 
singing and flags. The parents were captured on the bed so to say,
standing in their pajama under the the portal of Honor.

Tulla ans Arne Ranslet celebrate 60 years of marriage  today the 2 of august 2015

To those who want to congratulate 
please send an  Email to

My parents meat each other in 1954 on the Academy of Art in Copenhagen.
My father Arne Ranslet had opened a ceramic workshop on the Academy and 
Tulla my mother had  passed Copenhagen Academy on her way to Ferdinand Leger's Art school in Paris ,where she had been accepted as student.
She traveled with another Norwegian artist,
 who wanted to meet a friend at Copenhagen's Academy before they should continued on their trip.
It took longer time than planned and my mother enrolled as a student
on the graphics and painting section

Tulla Blomberg Ranslet

One day she meat my father at the Ceramic workshop.
It became a deep friendship that turned into the love and respect in
a 61 year long partnership.

Tulla and Arne Ranslet
On their way to the Royal Ship
Invited by the Danish Court

They moved after their ended studies to Bornholm together with other artists friends from
the Academy.The houses were cheaper on  Bornholm
and the Island produced an excellent stoneware clay.
Their first workshop was opened in Teglkaas,
a little fisherman village on the north side of the island
between Hasle and Allinge. 
Arne build his big ceramic kilns and their workshop soon was known 
in Scandinavia , in northern Europe and the fame went on to Italy and America.
I remember as a child how many people we always were around the table.
It was very seldom that only the Family dined alone together.
My parents took practitioners from the rest of Denmark Norway, Sweden and Italy
 even from Japan, which lived and worked with us. 
And the house was always full of  foreign Journalists, Writers, Musicians,
 Architects and other Artists.
There were always an inspiring life in their houses of
Music, Filming,Discussions and big parties.
The languages mixed and we kids grew up with Danish Dutch German Italian Spanish, Norwegian,Swedish, English words sounding from every room.
It was a very progressive workshop and everything was tried out.
In the summer time when the Island had many concerts the musicians staid with us.
The grand piano was used and Violins and Cellos were put up instead of Chairs and Tables.

Arne Ranslet  was honored with  a first price for his glazes in Faenza .

Photographer Carl Meier Arne Ranslet at work

His bold and expressionistic Ceramics were unseen
Danish Ceramics had a tradition of being very tidy and traditional and here Arne made fun of everything . Didn't care if things were beautiful or symmetrical or even straight.
He added humor and was brave, didn't give a damn about tradition!
And this gave this Art interested audience
 for the first time in all their years of serious collecting  some fun.
They could laugh from  his things these animals and impossible pots
made you look an extra time and they gave good mood .
If you look at the Pot animal underneath born with such an impossible figure,
there is something enormously funny and tragic about it!

Arne Ranslet

The collectors  traveled from fare to have the first choice when the
big ovens were opened. He opened the ovens slowly and the glazes were singing when they cooled.
 The collectors stood on their toes and
pointed  eagerly on bowls  and sculptures they could see trough the tiny opening
They literally fought over his ceramic. I saw it first, was the sentence most heard in the Workshop.

The things were turned and admired, still so hot that they had to be handled
with my mothers thick baking gloves.
It went so quickly my parents didn't even have time,
 to take photos of all the funny,  ugly or beautiful things,
 before they were on their way to collections all over Europe and America.

Carll Meier's photo of Arne Ranslet
Emptying the now cooled oven with the few things,
 that were left after a day with many clients.

 On top of the oven sits tiny figures of  men and women.
This were the Oven Gods. My father never forgot to make a pair
they were the last things put into the oven before it was closed for burning.
A tradition my father had picked up from China.
A burning could go so very wrong ,therefor the little couple inside would protect and give good luck !
We always discuss in the family  there must have been thousands of those small Oven Gods,
what happened to them?
Oh they are still here my father insures. And they still give good luck.

I have tried to find some of my fathers beautiful old things
,but they are never put out fore sale.
Even 50-60 years after they were produced,
 they still have so much power that people admire and love them.
It was a very a busy time with exhibitions on Museums in Sweden, Germany and Norway.

Arne Ranslet
Big bowl in Stoneware

Arne Ranslet 

Arne Ranslet
Porcelain Oxblood glazed  vase'

Arne Ranslet
Porcelain bowl with oxblood glaze.

My father had studied chemistry in order to better understand the materials he was working with
and how different minerals reacted in higher temperatures than normally was used for Ceramics.
He used the blue stoneware clay which he mixed with Chamotte (crossed burned Clay)
and burned his Ceramics at 1400 Degrees Celsius.
 He reinvented the Chinese secret glaze called Oxblood.
And as the only one started working with porcelain ,
something that was only used by factories in Denmark,
 where they cast their pots in fluent porcelain clay.
And he experimented with glazes made from of the local Granite
and other stones which he crossed into dust in his "Kuglemølle".
A huge grinder he designed to make glazes in.
We children were sent down to the coast in order to find round Flintstones
 which were the best grinding stones.

My mother painted the first many years
Big portraits of neighbors in a beautiful harmony of broken colors ,
very similar to the English artist group of Camden.

Tulla (Bella) Blomberg Ranslet
The Patience

Tulla Blomberg Ranslet
Self portrait with the children Pia and Paul

In the early 60 ties my mother took up weaving to make beautiful separating room dividers
between their exhibited Ceramics on the Museums which often had rather large rooms.

Tulla Blomberg Ranslet
Textile in tared yarn.

The beautiful textiles in Hamp ,Flax and Tared yarns she hanged from the ceiling and broke
the rooms heavy proportion into a more harmonious sight.
This way the smaller things also could be enjoyed
and would not disappear in those huge airy dimensions.
Her early textile production  started  the
Room Art that later on, was copied by lots of weavers and other artists.
Who now hanged their paintings and textiles down from the roof and not only on the walls!
 Few of her textiles still exist.

My parents were contacted by the Swedish Photographer Carl Meier. With whom they started to exhibit. His huge black photostats of  my parents gave broad sided views into their Art and life.

In the early 60 ties my mother Tulla started making her big wall decorations.She called it Reliefs
In  the beginning they only had the different burned clay colors. But with the time she added mat
glazes and the Wall decoration which no other artist had made similar , drew much attention.
There came a big demand and she worked hard to fill the requests from schools museums factories and even churches. Even with a full time job as Art teacher on the Islands Folk University, she managed a huge household with never less than 10-12 mouths to feed ,
her 3 children's upbringing and a very active artistic career.
 It was always in the  late evenings she sat up and modeled her huge reliefs!
To me back then it seemed like she never slept! When she went to bed it was always with a book.
My mother reads one whole book every day and has done it all her life.

Tulla Blomberg Ranslet
The garden of Eden

A theme that she would variate in several ways during the next 20 years
In the late  1980 ties Tulla started painting again.
Huge pictures of  our pets and animals of the neighbor farmers and their animals.
Arne and Tulla   had bought their big farm Bukkegard a bit further towards the north.
And there was space enough for 3  bigger workshop.
Also Arne who had worked in a more sculptural way  went up in size.
He too make wall decoration of  huge insects and fish ,or of
the Sea anemone or Octopus patterns.

He made many variations over the theme of Jonas in the whale.
The biggest which weight several tons, you see underneath

Arne Ranslet
Jonas i Hvalfisken
 Arne Ranslet found that the clay was not so practical for outdoor temperatures
Therefor he made up his mind from now on he would cast in Bronze.
And of cause he wanted to do it by himself. After a brief course on the Academy of Art in Copenhagen he set up his own Bronze workshop.
And already short time after did he manage the new discipline.
From then on he stopped the pottery production.
His huge sculptures are today found on many German an Danish squares.

Arne Ranslet  The golden goose
Winsen Germany

The Economic situation became better  Tulla and Arne could not materialize their
50 year old dream of living in the South of Europe.
During my childhood we traveled many times to Italy,
but it was in Spain they finally settled.
Up in the mountains next to the small town of Guadalest
between Alicante and Valencia they found
a perfect piece of land  with 240 degrees view.
Here they constructed their house with two huge workshops
and  a big swimming-pool between them.
It became very progressive years of working  and exhibiting
The warm temperature did them good.

Tulla Blomberg Ranslet
The Kidnapping

Tulla painted again,  this time huge paintings several meters broad.
Both made sculptures and they both started working with ceramics again.

Tulla Blomberg Ranslet
The long March

Tulla Blomberg Ranslet
The red horses
The red horses were painted after the terrible accident
with medical pollution in Seveso 1976,

All our animals  had been such a big part of our life on Bornholm
 They were painted and modeled and missed by the whole family.

Tulla Blomberg Ranslet

Their latest idea became a book and it was translated into many languages.

The 3 children with spouses and their 7 grandchildren 
now spread in 3 corners of the world, fly in for holiday.
Between Almond- and Olive trees the Ranslet couple grow their Bornholm's potatoes with Dill 
next to Grapes, Passion fruits, Oranges and Nisperos. 
Grilling is no problem all the year around. 
And the newly washed clothes dries
 within 20 minutes  in the warm mountain air- 
A dip in the pool to start the day is a must for the progressive artist couple.
I and my siblings Paul and Charlotte and our spouses and kids wish 
Arne and Tulla  Ranslet a long life, good health and
look forward to see what they will create next.

Thursday, October 2, 2014

Summer 2014

Summers almost gone
The fields  lie plowed in darkened brown purple.

Pia Ranslet
Plowed field
Oil on Paper

 I painted much this summer. 
Had to concentrate on Landscapes but the heart wanted to continue with 
the 14 portraits, that I have worked on for 2 years now. 
Some still need much work to get right.

 I make some quick self portraits in between so I wont loose the touch.

Pia Ranslet

 I try to find something new in the landscape, 
some angle that I never painted before.
The Harvest perhaps?

I sit out when  the blue night fall and paint the big machines that hurry to bring the 
harvest in house before the rains will start.
The air is thick........ it's just before the rains brake.
There is a vague smell of diesel in the air.
The evening is not quit tonight!

The sky is so heavy blue as if  the whole sea entered it
hanging over us and threatening to burst.
The harvester make so much dust, I never noticed the amount of dust before.
Opaque grey yellow in the day time  and  bluish grey in the night,
 the light is caught and reflected  in every grain,
It looks like a ghost .

Pia Ranslet
Hurry, rain will fall.
Acrylics on Canvas 2014

Pia Ranslet
The pink glow in the Foxtail grass 

Pia Ranslet

Pia Ranslet
Summers pastels

I love the period when the wheat is bluish. 
The meadows are full of foxtail grass 
and rust red-pink acid grows high above.

Pia Ranslet
Deer in my garden

Had to put up a wire, so they don't eat my rosebuds!

Pia Ranslet
Deer nest

Pia Ranslet
Blessings of an Apple tree

Pia Ranslet
Land shifts in layers

It came out pale in the Internet. The colors are much more strong .
And shadows are purple not blue on my picture! 
I guess my camera is compensating for the missing light, when it's raining outside.
Have seen before that the camera can't reproduce the real color harmony
Specially purples and reds are wrong!

Pia Ranslet
Evening glow over Vang

When it rains I drink much tea!
Weeks of rain now, seas of tea inside 

Pia Ranslet
Sipping tea...... it's still raining

Thinking of my grandmothers teacups!
They were black and pale blue- almost turquoise inside.

Tuesday, September 9, 2014

Sketches for a painting that I never painted.

Pia Ranslet
Sketch of  a  dying  friend .
Pencil on paper

Have so many really old sketches to pictures,
 I thought of making, but put aside again and forgot about.
Either they got too pathetic or really idiotic or too nostalgic .
 Here I got more interested in drawing the cloth than making a  good portrait.

Pia Ranslet
Study for painting of dying friend
Pencil on paper

Tried a new version from the other side.

Pia Ranslet
Sketch to
"Death of friend"

Pia Ranslet
Sketch to "Death of a friend"

Pia Ranslet
Sketch to "Death of a friend"
Then it got really ridiculous 
when it looked like he was making some kind of Egyptian dance!

I dismissed the idea of making that picture at all.

Pia Ranslet
Drawing pencil on paper with a few highlight in chalk

Tried one more time making him sit instead ,
but the scull got too small without the jawbone
And after a few more attempts  I put it all in a drawer
where it has been lying for 30 years.  

Thursday, May 8, 2014

Houses around the World

Long time has gone since I last posted anything. 
 I have been busy painting and not looking out for my two blogs.

I dug up under the groundwall.
Lots to repair  So the rats can't get into the house.
Had to drive 3 times to get Sand and Cement.

The last time in my families summer house was used mostly for repairs ,
gardening and visits. Not painting as much as I had planned.
The garden looked like a jungle .
If the grass is not cut every week, it can grow up to 1,30 m when left alone.
 Then the cutter can't deal with it. My oldest son helped with the lane this year.
 I  had a problem with "murder snails".
Tried soap, cutting them with a scissor , trowing boiling water on them,
but nothing helped, new kept sliding their way in.
They ate my roses and crawled in through the open windows!
The dead snails attract the living, who eat them and everything else they find.
So leaving the dead snails on the lane just invited more.
I therefor collected the living ones in a bucket and threw boiling water or salt on .
And carried the bucket with it's stinking content into the woods.
Next day there was again around 40 new snails per square meter.
Every day for two months I spend one hour morning and evening removing snails.
A whole bucket a day! A Sisyfos work !
But the ones who are clever say it the only way to fight them!

Maria Björklund my dearest friend came over.
We spend the time good.
Painting ,sewing ,reading, discussing, watching movies
Cooking Turkish and Persian food.........
Discussing our next big painting project  and
repairing our Ottoman  costumes

Pia Ranslet
Maria sewing wearing a Bedouin dress
Acrylics on canvas

Maria is a great inspiration.
Her garden in the South of Sweden is Paradise itself. 
Like a wild English garden with thousands of roses in all colors.
Maria has always been extremely generous
and of cause she dug up half her Rose garden and brought it to me.
 I hope the deer family in my garden and the winter won't finish them !

One of the daily visitors
Taken before the lane was cut with the Clipper.

Thought I'll show some of my old pictures and sketches with houses on.
The farm Bukkegaard where I lived as a teenager
 was from 1500 or 1600 according to old maps.
 We only found prof o f later times on a wooden balk in the house
that had the year 1730 cut into it.
The farm was very beautiful and kept perfect  by my parents.
Every year in the spring  it was painted!
White chalk for the walls and black tar for the ground wall
and some thin black varnish for the cross wood.
We grew a big kitchen garden with Strawberries
Currants and lots of vegetables!
And we kept one field for our horses.
The rest of the fields were rented to a neighbor Farmer.
My parents both artists had each  huge workshops
and used one barn  for exhibition of our Artworks.

I used to sit up on the tallest chimney on my father's workshop and paint the landscape
that spread out underneath towards the sea.
But I also painted our farm.

Pia Ranslet
Oil on Canvas

Too lazy to finish painting the roof tiles.

Pia Ranslet
The passage on Bukkegaard
Watercolors on paper

Pia Ranslet
Bukkegaard in spring
Watercolor on Paper

Pia Ranslet
The Passage
Sunset on Bukkegaard
Oil on Canvas

Pia Ranslet
Bukkegard in Autumn

Pia Ranslet
The passage on Bukkegaard
Watercolor on Paper

Pia Ranslet
Bukkegaard  with the Passage in the summer
Watercolor on Paper

Pia Ranslet
Bukkegaard trough the Port opening
Watercolor on handmade paper

Pia Ranslet
Farms after the rain.
Acrylics on Canvas

Pia Ranslet
Aakirkeby in the summertime
Oil on Canvas

And then to Kashmir in India

Pia Ranslet
The green balcony in Srinagar
Watercolor on Paper
And another picture in same direction painted from the balcony of my hotel
The mechanic workshop was owned by Sikhs.
They were so kind and smiling.

Pia Ranslet
Mechanic workshop in Srinagar India
Watercolor on Paper

Then a trip to Nepal
Where I and my travel companion Bjarne were invited
by the chief Budhist Katmandu  to stay
on a very remote Monastery Kagang close to the border of Tibet.
It took 6 days walking to get up there in 4000 meters height.

Pia Ranslet
The Bakang Monastery in Nepal
Watercolor on paper

Pia Ranslet
The Bakang Monastery
Watercolor on paper

Back to India

Pia Ranslet
Laundry in Rajasthan
Watercolor on Paper

And then to Jerusalem.

Pia Ranslet
The Latrun Monastery
Watercolor on Paper

Latrun is a beautiful Monastery  lying in the Hills on the way to Jerusalem.
I spent some time painting there.
It's a monastery for Trappist Monks ,we also have a monastery on Bornholm.

And from one of many trips to Florence in Italy.

Pia Ranslet
Ponte Vechio Firenze
Pencil on paper

Pia Ranslet
San Miniato
Watercolor on Paper

This beautiful Church I visited many times.I could sit alone in peace on the graveyard and paint .
It had the most marvelous view of Florence.
And was only a short walk from the Villa Belvedere ,
that back then had very nice sculptures exhibited..