Inside Studio Villekulla
“Life is full of shoulds… but not here.”
Ways to be. Boxes to fit. Voices that tell us to tone it down, clean it up, keep it safe.
But Villekulla is a place where everything goes.
Here, paint is just the beginning…
It’s palette knives and park sand.
Ink and blades of grass.
Kitchen towels, shoes, graffiti, chalk, salt — even fire.
Whatever wants in, gets in.
It’s emotion poured out in layers.
It’s curiosity turned all the way up.
It’s making art the way we should live — wild, messy, and real.
This isn’t a typical studio — and I’m not a typical artist.
I’m Anna, and Villekulla is my crooked little house of creative mischief.
Here, color, texture, and emotion collide the way bubbles burst: loud, free, and never the same twice.
Imagine a place where...
you string canvases from the ceiling so the paint can drip like summer rain,
you mix pigments with coffee just to see what scent memory looks like,
you roller-skate across wet gesso because the tracks feel like handwriting,
you flip a finished piece upside-down at the last second because curiosity whispers try it.
That’s Villekulla: a playground for joyful rebellion.
No “right” way. No “finished” product.
Just presence, play, and permission to let what’s real pour out.
Some pieces are soft.
Some are thunder-bold.
All of them are honest.
Each work is an experiment in feeling —
a conversation with whatever wants to move through.
Maybe one will speak to the wild, wondering part of you, too.
Let’s stay curious.
Let’s make a mess.
Let’s create what wants to be seen.
I’m a coach who paints — or maybe a painter who coaches. Either way, it’s all part of the same wild garden.
The art you see here? It helps fund coaching for those who need support but can’t meet the full price right now.
Because I believe in growth without “shoulds.” In remembering, not performing.
And in building an ecosystem where creativity and healing feed each other — freely, honestly, joyfully.
→ Curious about my coaching work? Come take a peek.