Born in 1978 on Denmark’s Thyholm Peninsula, Margrethe Odgaard is an artist and designer whose practice is guided by her deep and innate sensitivity to colour. From her studio in Copenhagen, Odgaard works both independently as an artist and in collaboration with global brands to create objects and art works that employ an intentional use of colour formed by the desire to nourish body and mind. Her works are infused with curiosity for how we, as humans, experience and connect emotionally with the world around us. Odgaard focuses on the sensual quality of colour in the surface, and works with colour as a complete sensory experience through her intense focus on the interaction of colour, material and space. As a result of her dedicated work with colour, Odgaard has developed several colour indexes. In addition to running her own studio, Odgaard is one of two founders of the company Applied Colour Tools Aps in 2020, which aims to bridge the gap between colour theory and and practice for architects and designers. An MFA graduate of The Royal Academyof Fine Arts, School of Design and former textile designer for the Parisian fashion label, ÉPICE, Margrethe Odgaard’s independent works have been presented in solo exhibitions at Willumsens Museum (Denmark), Röhsska Museum (Sweden), Designmuseo Helsinki (Finland) and Munkeruphus(Denmark). The artist was the 2015 recipient of a three-year work grant from The Danish Ar ts Foundation, the 2016 recipient of Sweden’s prestigious Torsten and Wanja Söderberg Award and was named Denmark’s Designer of the Year in 2019.
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Letter Seven (Their golden, chestnutbrown hair dampened by the rain, glittered in the sunset)
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Letter Twenty (My life in Paris is entering a blooming thicket)
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Letter Nineteen (Good night, my Zöe with the wild hair standing on end against the violet)
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Letter Eighteen (The black so elegant, the yellow so eye-catching)
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Letter Seventeen (Before I left Paris, I bought an entirely new outfit)
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Letter Sixteen (I long to lie down quietly by the banks of a blue lake and die)
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Letter Fifteen (I had arrived at the edge of a sea of fire)
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Letter Fourteen (We carried the pink-eyed male rabbit)
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Letter Thirteen (I have offered you a vivid internal blueprint)
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Letter Twelve (The sky is already growing light over Montmartre)
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Letter Ten (The clean white jade of love)
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Letter Nine (I had promised you an earth burial)
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Letter Eight (The fresh, soft beauty of Montmartre in the morning)
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Letter Six (The world outside was pitch-black with faint starlight)
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Letter Five (My desire is like a pure crystal)
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Letter Four (A fish leaping gracefully toward a million shimmering leaves, swimming against the current toward the light)
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Letter Three (My flesh ground to powder, my bones to fragments)
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Letter Two (The sky exploded with fire-works)
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Letter One (Red lips and big sparkly eyes)