About Rakel Højer

Welcome to my world.
A world where I have finally given myself permission to create – with my hands, my heart, and everything I carry with me through life.

I craft unique works of art that do more than adorn a room; they infuse it with soul, atmosphere, and sometimes even challenge the eye of the beholder. My pieces emerge through a dialogue with many different materials – paper, papier-mâché, plaster, concrete – often intertwined with softer elements like knitting and crochet. The loom, too, has opened new doors for me, offering a rhythm and calm I had long yearned for.

The materials speak when I allow myself the gift of presence. That is when the ideas flow – a stream so abundant I can hardly contain it.

Creativity has been with me all my life. Since childhood, I have had my hands in textiles – fabrics, yarn, needle, and thread. My mother gave me the freedom to explore many kinds of craft, and I remember her joy in witnessing my excitement whenever something came alive in my hands. She recognized something in me long before I dared to see it myself.

Then came adulthood, marriage, and three children (and later, six grandchildren).

In my younger years, I designed knitting patterns for the Kajak yarn company, and Kalle children’s wear bought my handmade designs combining rabbit fur and knit. Later, I built a sign-making business, designing and decorating cars and facades. It was a different kind of creativity – digital, structured – yet still fueled by the same longing to make.

About thirty years ago, my husband and I began seeking out art – first as spectators, then as collectors. We discovered a shared joy in the visual language, and art became a playful, enriching part of our lives.

Meanwhile, inside me, the urge to create art of my own kept growing. The desire pressed forward relentlessly, yet I doubted for years whether I was “good enough.” Whether what I made truly had value. Even in the face of recognition and kind words, I struggled to believe my work could ever touch someone else.

That changed – slowly, but completely – when I finally allowed myself to step into it.

No longer could I ignore the many ideas knocking at my door. In 2021, I began weaving my first pieces, the beginning of something new. I trained in paper art and papier-mâché, and in recent years I have found deep joy in working with raw materials like concrete and plaster – familiar from my work in building houses.

Now, I look forward to my creative hours with anticipation. I must create – and at last, I may. Here, I am wholly myself – honest, alive, and unafraid.

Self-taught multi-artist