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  • A Whisper of Hope II

    A Whisper of Hope II

    When the darkness becomes the canvas on which an image will come to life, you look at things differently. Darkness makes your eyes search for the one thing to focus on. Any recognisable shape or form. Your pupils dilate to allow whatever light there is, in. In that darkness, something takes shape. It takes a…

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  • A Whisper of Hope I

    A Whisper of Hope I

    As much as I struggled with the concept of hope in the early stages of this project, the more clear it became to me what a privilege it is. To have the place, the time and the safety to consider such things. My one figure looking to the left, their hand open, asking: “Where do…

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  • A Whisper of Hope III

    A Whisper of Hope III

    When we started this project, I must honestly say, I was blank. It scared me a little because I’m usually overcome with images. But this idea of hope left me uncomfortably empty. One thing I’ve learned over the years, is that it’s fine to sit with things that make you uncomfortable. Not everything needs pulling…

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  • Nocturne

    Nocturne

    If all your hopes were condensed into one single symbol, what would it be? An object, a sound, a touch or a smell? You bring that thing to mind, in times when you need it, and it gives you peace. You recognise it, saying “it’s going to be ok”. My mother’s hands are that to…

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  • Scherzo

    Scherzo

    I dance in my head. I move and jump and pirouette, while the tempo increases. It’s a bridge between the countless hours of silent thought, and the uncomfortable act of actual physical movement. It breaks downward spirals and other thought-traps. A faster pace, that takes you by the hand, past all the things that seem…

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  • Largo

    Largo

    If you had to think of a posture, that would visualise this time in your life, what would it be? Not the smile you put on when people come through the door. Or the sit-straight-shoulders-back-attitude at work. But the way your soul sits, while you move through life in all these different forms. What would…

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  • Prelude

    Prelude

    Listening. It’s a skill. I can feel the thunder of rhetoric pushing against the back of my skull. And my hands itching to move dramatically in conjunction with words. I turn them, palms facing up, an unusual pose that might distract them. Shhh, stop it, don’t talk!  Listen. In 2023 I created a body of…

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  • Lento

    Lento

    I wondered if hope was always happiness. If it was always looking up and beyond, towards the better things to come. And when those better things come, does hope end there? Does it vanish into air or does it save itself for messier times? When times are dark, does hope shine brighter? Or does it…

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  • Alto

    Alto

    A thing of hope, that was the idea. It came mostly from her, Janneke. I think I may have stared at her a little obvious, while she talked. How does one start something, from hope? I have to admit that I never considered it before. Starting from anger, fear, resentment, shame, no problem. You might…

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  • Foundations III

    Foundations III

    Information Approx. 20×27 inch. Acrylic paint on archival paper. For sale at $475,- incl. international shipping. This artwork needs to be framed and matted. Please contact me for purchases. I prefer to handle purchases for artwork personally, to make sure you’re happy with your decision.  I will create an invoice for you and you can…

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