Posted in July 2014

Wait. What?

A friend might possibly want me to do a commission and pay for it. I don’t really know what to think. Advertisements

And the purpose is?

Something about “following one’s passion” manages to irk me, as if only being passionate about whatever is the key to success. But passion comes in various forms: it can burn brightly, but also burn out quite quickly if it burns too bright. It can smoulder in the background, or it needs to be lit by … Continue reading

Resolutions wk 24

As I had said before, I felt like doing something else. Nothing figurative or people, but one way or another just felt like doing something quite vague. More an ambiance, atmospheric. All I can say it ended up looking rather stormy.

Resolutions wk 23

Watercolour portraits are completely not my really thing I’ve noticed. Well, partly that is due to the fact I have to be rather patient when working, as the paper can be too saturated and before I know it I’m actually removing the paper fibre. Oops! Yeah I’ve done that, or at least come very very … Continue reading

Time for a change?

So many weeks ago I wanted to challenge myself and drew up doing self-portraits. I could not have predicted that I would end up making quite a few of them, some work better than others, while the rest were just…so so. Or at least in my very humble opinion. But I’ve noticed that after having … Continue reading

For the time being…

There are real moments, sometimes even days, where I truly think this whole creative thing is a fluke. I will wake up one day, pick up a pencil or a brush and nothing will come of it. It will have disappeared. Those moments happen from time to time when I start a new project as … Continue reading

Resolutions wk 22

This has been one of those weeks where I couldn’t muster anything, or t least not something that really got my mojo going. I had set out to paint, but then DIY got in the way and at the end I was all painted out. As in walls. So this whole idea to paint another … Continue reading

Well, no…not really.

The irony of people who are closest to you in theory, but may not know you at all in reality. It is one of those things where one truly wonders how well we know one another, truly, honestly. Sometimes I find myself being annoyed at the many wrong assumptions mostly my mother has of me. … Continue reading