In the work and miniature world 'soft landing in the lull' I let worlds converge and flow in a collage. On the one hand, through the art forms used such as watercolour, photography and digital technique, on the other, there are the worlds, skies, heavens and seas crossed and passed in all possible forms, whether emotional, spiritual or physical. Yet again and again, the big comes together and spills over into the precious because fragile small as just that colour, that incidence of light, depth or shape in which circles may again become round. Here again, inaudibly silent, personal worlds are hidden behind the visible, seemingly mundane.
And whoever looks and listens carefully hears and sees the echo of the soothing silence in green and white, of the murmuring sea of cow parsley and lily of the valley. For a split second, the landing gull is caught in that sea.
It is coming home to tranquillity.
It was the time when the melting water of black snow gradually took on colour. The house overlooking a new horizon stands again on indestructible foundations. The question is what I want on the wall. The images I see pass by like a slide show against and in the.. Read more…