The First Drawing Session 2026

The First Drawing Session 2026

I started with still lifes. I’ve been drawing with some friends on a weekly basis for over 30 years. We started the drawing club at art school, to imporve our drawing skills. Often acompiened with a glass of wine, listening to some obscure jazz music. Meanwhile...
The taste of earth. Memory and storage.

The taste of earth. Memory and storage.

The taste of earth. Memory and storage. Seeds can sleep for hundreds of years before they wake up and sprout. The memory that lies in the earth goes back thousands of years.The earth has a different standard of time, no fleeting pace or wink. The breath of the earth,...
When Tears turn to stone.

When Tears turn to stone.

When Tears turn to stone. There is something quietly powerful about placing a few objects together. In this still life photograph, I arrange a wooden branch, a stone, fragments of wool, and other natural materials collected during my daily walks. Each object carries...
The boulder’s time is not my own

The boulder’s time is not my own

The boulder’s time is not my own,and yet we meet, just in time.In a brief instant, the rhythmsbrush, embrace, and intertwine.Then they release, and each onefollows its own course. The stone has traveled farther than I ever could.It seems to have come from...