dogs in striped pyjama's
10 november 2011
2 november 2011
illustration friday: scary
So there it is... I don't like this drawing at all. The reason is that I hate to admit that I can be scary. I'm not angry, mean, ugly, unfair, impatient, furious, out of control... but I am!, and that's scary.
27 oktober 2011
illustration friday: fuel
When you keep your red wrigglers happy, that is feed them peelings from veggies and fruit, coffeegrounds, garden waste, dead leaves, straw and some nice steamy horseshit for dessert, they will give you the nicest compost in return: fuel for everything that grows. So let autumn do his job, let all the dead organic material rest where it falls. Let blowers and rake untouched, let the worms, bacteriae, fungi, amoebes, microbes and all the small unseen workers in the ground do their job. They make fuel for the earth.
20 oktober 2011
illustration friday: scattered
Books lay scattered on the skyblue floor, almost floating. Luckily there were lots of hardworking bookkeepers who kept them together. Sort of.
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10 oktober 2011
illustration friday: contraption
This contraption I invented for autumn play. It's specially designed for racing through heaps of dry, crispy leaves. To hear the rustle and crackle, to feel the twirl around you, to be in the whoosh of a brown, orange, yellow tornado.
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6 oktober 2011
illustration friday: hibernate
The words of Anais Nin are so true. It's what I do all the time. I'm busy all day with cleaning and shopping and playing and nursing and walking the dogs, and cooking and feeding and eating and gardening and when it's time to go to bed I say to myself: That was another busy day. And then I think: But there is one thing I didn't do and that's painting and that's the thing I really like to do, but I don't do it and don't know why there are allways so many others things that are in the way, and just before I close my eyes I say: Tomorrow I start painting. Tomorrow...
Anaïs Nin, The Diary of Anaïs Nin, Vol. 1: 1931-1934
28 september 2011
illustration friday: ferocious
22 september 2011
15 september 2011
7 september 2011
illustration friday: mysterious 2x
The mysterious cycle of life: the sadness of saying farewell to a life departing in the dark unknown, and then all of a sudden there are fresh green sprouts. My heart jumps with excitement when I feel the enormous power of life. Where does it go and where does it come from?
30 augustus 2011
illustration friday: disguise
Tada! This is me without my adult-disguise, accompanied by my two friends. They are still in their big-black-wolf and sweet-sheepish-doggy-disguises. Underneath, he is a soft, eager beaver and she a fierce little tigress. We are the stars in a new story in progress, so this drawing is for fun and play and exercise.
26 augustus 2011
illustration friday: influence
|garden without a father|
This is a small painting/drawing about my father who died last year. I think about him a lot, specially while I work in my pea patch. He showed me how wonderful nature is. I think that's influence.
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