Small towns’ entertainment, who am I to critisize it? » Continue Reading…
Category: Photo’s
She took me 640 km from Berlin to Aachen. Blond hair, bleu eyes and knew how to move over the German autobahn (180km/h).
During rides like these, the saddest moment is when you arrive. Not that the goodbye is a dramatic one, no, opposed to that it’s a dead-casual one. But it would be the end if there is no goodbye. Just hang out for a day and drive on together. On and on and on and on…
Appreciate others enhancing your pictures. It’s a state of mind that guarantees exiting pictures. Specially when it’s about simpel registrational shots you won’t hear me complain about intentional interfering in the image.Specially when shooting with a digital camera » Continue Reading…
As more often, yesterday I was selecting a picture for a new painting. Although this was my favorite but still I didn’t pick it to be the next painting, but why the hell not? » Continue Reading…
That’s the way I like to see paintings best: on a wall.
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Until half of aprill 2011 there will be 8 of my paintings hanging in Café Cordes at de Parade in ‘s-Hertogenbosch.
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They also have good coffee, a nice jazzy athmosphere and disco-evenings with cheap beer in the weekends.
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Feel free to come check it out, pricelist is present behind the bar.
Talking about getting back to nice themes! » Continue Reading…
Nothing wrong with popular use of language as long as it is used carefully. I believe this is the right picture to claim an epic win for irony. Let me explain. » Continue Reading…
Today I wanted to paint this picture, it wouldn’t be the first time I did that, but the canvas was not the right size. So now it’s another picture that’s beeïng painted and this one is scanned and uploaded.
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I don’t like to make too many references to religion in any kind. Though this time I’m sure that the dominant culture in which I grew up will gladly take blaim I believe. I would like to refer to the holy spirit that is often, in art, referred to as a pigeon.
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That where the disclaimers, now the story: This picture is taken at Utrecht central station, it’s not very visible but it’s always a busy station. One pigeon had the guts to land on the floor and walk around a little. This way he came within reach of the boy. The boy, still a boy beeïng curious to everything there is, due to the fact that he hasn’t been able to experiment with the posibilities of life, tries to reach the pigeon. Unfortunably his other hand is hold by his father preventing him from either succeeding or failing to do so. This is the closest he got.
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This picture represents for me the unsatisfactory of not beeïng able to find out by yourself if something is possible or not. I think you should, at least within moral boundries, always have that possibility.
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Why this boy wasn’t let is a question. It could be because his dad thought it was stupid to even attempt or didn’t fit in the social setting in which they where. Maybe they were in a hurry to catch a train.
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Anyhow, I’m glad that this boy was wearing a red coat in between the somewhat colorless surounding.
Not a very sharp picture you might think. Indeed the overall picture is kind of blurry but with a little good wil you can find some sharp details in the mirrorimage of the glas. I think I focussed on that while taking the picture.
I like this picture because it makes the background the subject and the leading article and the subject of a museum are put in the background. These syntax changes even have a confusing effect in an image but they are an awesome source for inspiration. No, I don’t like that word, too abstract. No, these syntax-shuffles I like because they open up a relative frame of the world. Specially in a natural history museum it gives a great strange view of the world.
A couple years ago I took a bus to Budapest. Going by bus is not a very comfortable way to travel but cheap and I expect a bustrip in Europe to be more comfortable than in other places on the world, so I gues we were lucky.
The reason I post this picture is mainly because I realized that I hadn’t posted any pictures in a long while altough people like looking at them. So, here is one and when I’m done writing this piece I’ll post another.
I choose to show this/these picture(s) because I already used them to make paintings from. But both paintings are still left infinished. When I choose a picture to make a painting of, I want to work it out in life-size, so it enables me to transform the lifeless matter of paint into a living image. In case of the following picture the size that the painting would have is still too big for my capabilities. Those capabilities could be: concentration, experience, room but also economy because it needs a lot of paint to fill the surface of the canvas. Painting a painting starts at the moment that the entire surface is filled with wet paint, only then the essential struggle for the image starts.
Anyhow, we had a stop at a gasstation, the busdriver cleaned the window and I took the chance of taking his picture. I thought it would make a great painting, mostly because of the difference between the wet and the dry side of the window. After we could stretch our legs for 10 minutes and have a smoke (which I stopped doing by the way) before we continueed our journey.