The Never Ending Story of a Rolling Stone.
On a study trip. Rolling on to Armenia. Enjoying it for two. And then I suddenly hear gossip around me: Can you just do that? Is your partner okay with it? My husband has Parkinson’s, but apparently …
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A human being is always larger than the label another places upon them.
We drank from Life When my husband and I found each other, the world was full of possibility. We had a direction. No mountain too high. Now he has Parkinson’s. And somewhere, the world has begun to stutter. A new reality appears. A world of institutions, caregivers, and organisations. With a new identity: you become …
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The gift of life is too great to postpone.
Children? That question has never really crossed my mind. My mother always said that we were the greatest gift she had ever received. And so we were. That is how we grew up: naturally loved, with the awareness that life is meant to be lived. Sadly, she passed away too soon. When she was no …
Vitamine art in Buren
With ❤️ I invite you to visit the group exhibition in Buren, where I am participating with my ceramic art theatre: Women Towards Enlightenment. In this work, I portray the path I walk as a woman—through obstacles, growth, and fully embracing my strength. In other words: following my own path and not allowing myself …
Exhibition by Vitamine Art in Scherpenheuvel-Zichem, March 28–29 and April 3–6, from 13:00 to 18:00.
For me, new sculptures begin as small clay models. Many of them end up in the clay bucket. But sometimes, when I fall in love with a new form, it stays. Each sculpture is an answer to a question I did not yet know. In my work I return again and again to the same …
On the Way to Grow
I don’t like boredom. For me, boring is doing what others do, just because that’s how it’s supposed to be. Without motivation. Without thinking for yourself. When I said this to someone whose opinion truly matters to me, I received support. I was encouraged to say it even louder: “Boring is not stepping out of …
Birth of a Concept
A new idea is born,a spark emerging from the mind, radiant as light,like a small lamp illuminating its own path. Two figures — the feminine and the masculine —gently sway from the ears.Each ear becomes a vessel of listening,receiving the world’s quiet truths. Within the eyes, two small figures appear:a man and a woman,each perceiving …
A sculpture for a trauma. An act of healing.
26 july 1950, exactly 75 years since the Royal Netherlands East Indies Army (KNIL) was disbanded. But with its disbandment, the scars did not disappear. My father was conscripted at the age of 19 and deployed to the former Dutch East Indies during what were then called “police actions” – in reality, a dirty guerrilla …
Birth of a concept
Suddenly, I am struck by an idea. Like a golf ball finding its way into the hole. Or is it a balloon drifting its way into the sky? But one thing is certain: it shines like light! Depending on where I stand, an idea emerges. A birthe of light in the mind! From September …
Broken life
May 5th. Every year I ask myself: do I take time to consciously remember, or do I keep building the present? But I am part of history. My foundation rests on the shoulders of my parents and ancestors. That’s why I remember. I created this sculpture, Broken Life, for my father. After World War II, …