OVARTACI (1894-1981) hasn't obtained the celebrity he deserved. Somehow he hasn't been able to do it internationally even though he was a celebrated creative person in his fatherland of Denmark. I believe the ground is that he wasn't only a superb and very alone artist, but also a psychiatrical patient, committed to the Refuge of Risskov for many, many years. He takes some rethinking to measure and unfortunately almost nil have been written about him except in Danish. He started out, sane and sound it seems, as the immature painter helper Joe Louis Marcussen, but after a journeying to Argentine Republic with a friend he became blunt raving huffy mad. Cipher cognizes what happened or what triggered this serious illness, but when he returned he was committed to a mental refuge at once. He was diagnosed a schizophrenic which looks likely when the symptoms are being taken into account.
In the refuge he started to paint what he saw as the true world, i.e. as the background for an eternal twine of lives as his strong belief in reincarnation made him paint his earlier embodiments in Spain, Egypt, China, etc., etc.. He said that he remembered more than than 1000 of these incarnations, some as an animate being and some as a man. Well, actually, most of his human lives were as a adult female and on the 22nd of July 1951 he tried to go back to this state of muliebrity by cutting off his penis. This was something he had wanted to make for some clip and it actually made him experience much better. Now that he had go what he himself called a "virul" - a 3rd grammatical gender or a particular sort of adult female - he seemed very happy. He professed himself a "prophet", he painted, made sculptures, wrote verse forms and talked to visitants and supporters and small by small he grew more than than and more "normal". That is, never QUITE normal, but more than than and more so even though he refused to take medical specialty for his illness.
By now he was quite well known for his unusual pictures of domestic dog like women in mythological landscapes. Some of them are rather uncanny, but all of them quite unique. He dug deep into Eastern religions, old mythology and the like, but first and first he painted his ain visions and his percepts of his former incarnations.
As his fine art had a definite healing consequence on him he might not have got had to remain for 56 old age in mental hospitals, but although he tried to escape, e.g. by a ego made "helicopter", these efforts didn't look whole hearted escapes. Perhaps portion of him wanted to remain as he take a good and rather coddled life as the "super loon" he called himself. Everybody else first and first proverb him as the fantastic painter he was.