16 april 2019


Orchids... I didn't like them very much. But after some study I discovered strange little creatures living inside them! They look like little owls and bats. Now I love them!

25 maart 2019

13 maart 2019


Wanna play?


20 februari 2019

13 februari 2019


Behind the counter
sits the grandma
The rhythm of sounds
brings images
She sees her daughter
on the trotting horse
She feels the tension
before the jump
Through eyes closed
the infinite sadness
of the dancing bear
The smell of the popcorn
from grandpa's cart
The grandchild follows
in mom's footsteps
Directing three dogs to the beat
It doesn't know
about the adult world

Behind the counter (picturale.be)

7 januari 2019

aurora borealis

It's a rare spectacle
to see the polar bears dance

4 januari 2019

polka dots

Tribute to Yayoi Kasuma, the prinses of polka dots


29 december 2018


Trying to fasten your snowboots while being too lazy to take of your mittens,
and assisted by two kittens!

4 december 2018

the menora


25 november 2018

19 november 2018

1 november 2018

28 oktober 2018

23 oktober 2018


This is a recipe for the peanut butter lovers contest
(click to enlarge)

19 oktober 2018


Strange fish, this narwal is!
It's not a fish, it's a whale!
It's not a horn, 
it's not the ocean's unicorn!
It's a tusk, a sort of sensor
It's a tooth 
and it's not to fight, 
so let's brush it shiny white!

17 oktober 2018


When your friendship is special 
then your umbrella is magical
and your connection eternal 

3 oktober 2018


Queen Elizabeth 1, after the painting 'Ermine' by Nicholas Hilliard, 1585
(click to make smaller)

13 september 2018

Monster story

Starring the monsters from this scary nonsense poem, but I made my own version :)))
She came, saw and conquered in her own sweet way...

Jabberwocky By Lewis carroll

’Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
      Did gyre and gimble in the wabe:
All mimsy were the borogoves,
      And the mome raths outgrabe.

“Beware the Jabberwock, my son!
      The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!
Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun
      The frumious Bandersnatch!”

He took his vorpal sword in hand;
      Long time the manxome foe he sought—
So rested he by the Tumtum tree
      And stood awhile in thought.

And, as in uffish thought he stood,
      The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame,
Came whiffling through the tulgey wood,
      And burbled as it came!

One, two! One, two! And through and through
      The vorpal blade went snicker-snack!
He left it dead, and with its head
      He went galumphing back.

“And hast thou slain the Jabberwock?
      Come to my arms, my beamish boy!
O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!”
      He chortled in his joy.

’Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
      Did gyre and gimble in the wabe:
All mimsy were the borogoves,
      And the mome raths outgrabe.


4 september 2018

31 augustus 2018

25 augustus 2018


and then there was music!


23 augustus 2018


a turtle wakes up


22 augustus 2018


when sleep tries to catch you
and the moon wants to grab you
just lie on your horse

and rely on your dog to protect you

13 augustus 2018

10 augustus 2018

bumble bee

End of summer, work is done
buzzing softly in the sun
Mr Bumble and Mrs Bee
feeling happy, feeling free
nectar beer and honey tea
a perfect holiday at the sea

10 juli 2018