Saturday, 14 January 2017

blue skies turning grey

 yesterday snow and cold and winter in the land, today most of the white stuff has disappeared and temperature feels kind of like spring might be on it's way, as long as the sun shines....we've had wet snow, drifting by in swirls leaving no lasting impression, Dutch winters these past years don't quite happen
at least the studio is cosy and warm, snug with the wooden walls; i'm sketching with fabric, long drawings, landscape impressions, glimpses of blue moons - thanks to Jude - the beautiful squares are from Julie, i have so much to be grateful for.....

i thought of folding this one and now rather like it as is, the shape reminding me of a skirt, so that'll be it's title 'the half skirt'; still needs a backing for the left part plus want to integrate the right part more with the blue silk

Shakey Graves performing 'dearly departed'

Sunday, 8 January 2017


 we i.e. friends M & J & I were in Cologne for 2 days, on a fun-shopping-museum-wining-dining Spree!  in the first photo the Dom tower, impressive against the clear blue skies, the temperature was somewhere between -3 and -7 it was cold, yet dry and therefore bearable. We enjoyed ourselves immensely; these kinds of short breaks feel longer and as per usual I realise I should do this more often.....Back home a day later we have Snow! and Frost! and Grey Skies! our world is limited to the view across the road: black&white fields, fog makes the world seem very small and muted. Time to head to the studio, where I played around with these two wooden tree stamps, bought in Cologne; and continued with the art of small cushions

 the blue fabric in the top right corner and the Naples yellow/mauve corner on the left below come from a delicate fabric Jude sent me, along with Harry the lion and these colourful bundles:

Jude's Bundles, minus the When Worlds Collide fabric, of which 2 small snippets were used in the cushion

 this small cushion is made with two layers of thin fabric on both sides; the colourful side is made up of four squares sewn together as Jude has taught me, so the seams fold flat by themselves, the patchwork has been basted onto a white cotton square; the grey/white side consists of two oblongs scraps sewn together in the same way, basted onto two similarly sewn cotton strips, laid in the opposite direction, creating a fake 4 part square patchwork; the tree has been stamped onto an older plain white patchscrap.

I'm very aware of how dominant the need within of being the owner of all that I make is, the ego thing is big; and yet here I have used a fabric dyed by another person I know (albeit virtual) and a stamp block created by someone completely unknown to me and what I tentatively seek (here) is a collaboration of sorts, a letting go of this ownership. Of connecting with others.....My friend A. who happened to drop by today and with whom I can discuss these kinds of things, referred to it as 'inter-being' 

I took lots of photo's of the art in the Ludwig museum, I won't bore you with all of these images; I do want to share this particular lady whom I find highly amusing as she looks away from us Cheshire Cat-like  to her left, is there perhaps something that amuses her I wonder; a glance that makes me smile in recognition even though we are forever seperated by all the years between us; alas I don't have her name, the photographer was Karl Schenker 

Friday, 30 December 2016


a growing collection, some have gone, more are added on a regular basis

 not what you would call a proper winter, up until this morning that is: we wake up to blue skies and white splendor....we go for a walk, traipsing through a magical world; you know magic never lasts and as the temperature rises steadily the sun's rays have the trees dripping white icicles, as we return home all goes green and brown once more

As always thinking way too much whilst walking, on such matters as 'why do what I do?''why bother?' knowing there aren't any real answers to these kinds of the other day a friend visiting in the studio mentioned she could see how I was on a search, the individual pieces are in fact studies for whatever....yes, that is it

fragments of thought:
the studio is more and more a reflection of self, imperfect & unfinished - which is a good thing, for only death brings finality - 
talent is, as I see it, stretching (beyond) the bounderies of one’s limitations....
How I ‘work’: by association, never a proper plan, I just start, get going.... one thing inevitably leading to another, often unrelated, but somehow circling towards the same goal
expression, impress, breathing, non-verbal communication, communion
happy new year

Saturday, 24 December 2016

wishing you all a Jolly Cactus Gathering

 whilst celebrating the Jolly Cactus Gathering* our friends thought it opportune to announce the arrival of yet another being in their midst: Harry the hairy lion; he gave me quite a fright as I unwrapped the gift from Jude there he suddenly was: a stowaway hidden among the fabric scrap-bundles in an envelope from the States; turns out he's a very gentle and kind lion, the kind we all can live with here!

* never a specific date: it occurs as the mood takes them, this year it happens to coincide roughly with christmas and solstice

the Unthanks performing 'King of Rome' nice tale......

Tuesday, 6 December 2016


what it looked like and how it is slowly becoming something else:

warmer, earthier, more me
more tactile

there are so many spaces for everything I make and find; I have decided to call self a 'maker' rather than an artist (although there's nothing wrong with that of course)
what I like about this word 'maker' is that it is the same in English and in Dutch ánd means the same thing as well; will have to make (haha) a new business card!

the general idea is to cover up most of the white panelling right down to the floor, covering up those bricks as well; I might add a layer of white wash to make it more uniform and lighter, have not yet quite decided, isn't finished so all the more reason to wait; couldn't resist hanging stuff all over the walls though, I tend to do that: move in the decorations before things are finished; will also be using those beautiful wooden floor-tiles on the floor, eventually it will be a true treasure

late afternoon Sun

p.s. have been kind of absent here, yet again due to dental ill-health issues,....switched dentists as I no longer trusted my former one, will not bore you with my physical woes and sufferings (I can be quite a drama queen in pain!) Suffice to say I collapsed last Sunday onto the sofa and called in sick for this week, still have a root canal to look forward to on Saturday, anyway am in safe hands once more

Thursday, 24 November 2016

another seemingly uneventful thursday, or was it

 raking leaves in the backyard, 
removing leaves from the low table, carefully,
knowing the bird is there;
then finding yet another one, just a bit further on the path along the house, almost hidden by the fallen leaves
this time a fresh body,
maybe the storm last weekend 
still has eyes

 making small cushions these days;
I find it comforting, making these soft objects;
something to do curled up on the couch next to the husband watching tv

the one on the left is filled with bird feathers, from birds he has shot and we have eaten; I have decided I want to use the entire animal, not just the meat.

I had imagined making a BuddhaBird, something very simple: a small bird skull on a stick, stuck in a chunk of wood, fat-bellied;
I saw him sitting on top of this particular cushion; I had assumed he would choose this one, because of the feathers.
other side

he chose this one with the full moon; he himself turned out different too: a skull hot-glued onto a stick, in turn hot-glued to a shell, it was a painful, messy process, much like birthing is; he complained a lot, was upset and not zen like at all; neither was I, feeling guilty for making him suffer, yet going ahead anyway

he came out okay I guess; I had already made this small cape-wrap-around snippet of clothing, not especially for him, but it fits perfectly; he has accepted the single feather 'makes you look smart' we all said to him; even though he's a BuddhaBird I find him difficult, not easy-going, then again I probably had unrealistic expectations to begin with

glowing in the spidery lights

on top of his moon amidst his new room mates

another Jude inspired project