The pointed heads of a wrought-iron fence caught the street light, which also caused small circles of bokeh to appear in the background.
I see details like this all over the Hageland:
tangible traces of heritage that shape our landscape. The patina of the metal, the spots of light dancing, the rhythm of repetition - together they make a graphic, almost musical image.
For me, this work tells of the beauty and poetry in the everyday. An old worn gate where every day you think: "This one needs painting, this one needs replacing...", I suddenly see in a different light. Literally.
It is a small fragment with a big story: generations that passed here, hands that opened the gate, evenings when the village slowly darkened
became dark, countless layers of paint...
It is also a reminder that you really shouldn't look far for beauty. Just pausing for a moment before closing the gate is enough.
In an interior, this picture brings a subtle elegance: the interplay of lines brings structure, the glow of the evening light brings warmth. A detail that makes the room sing softly, without getting loud.
Whispering Fields captures the timeless beauty of the Hageland: the golden glow over hills, but also the silent wonder of a flower, a fluff or weed in the sun. Each detail is given a poetic charge and shows the timeless beauty of the everyday, translated into fine.. Read more…