Carefree childhood, safe space. Holidays spent at Lakes, purple spots of gentian on torn knees – my mother tries to shape them into my favourite animals and blows “so that it does not sting”. And the backyard in the beloved neighbourhood (Saska Kepa) where the scent of flowering trees and shrubs mixes with the smell of hot concrete while I draw a “hopscotch” with chalk. I have pink tube chewing gum in my pocket which is the dopest because it makes largest balloons. Carpet Hanger Acrobatics – If you can flip the top bar, you rock.
In Pippilotta I capsuled not only all these aromas, but the scene itself, the memory.Once again I am a little girl who plays beloved Pippi Langstrumpf. Everything is possible, the whole world belongs to me.
This girl still exists and gives me strength. Pippilotta – The Rebel.