Oskar Friström

Oskar Friström’s life is a quiet mystery, but his paintings hum with the low light of Swedish winters. He once spent a whole summer in Utö, a windswept island where the Baltic Sea slaps the rocks, and the only colors he brought back were the ones he mixed himself. Look for the way he lets a single red scarf flare against a pale face in Girl in a Red Scarf, that’s the moment Friström’s world tilts from dusk to something sharper.