In the dead of summer means I am in the midst of the outdoor sketching season. Although I did not complete this one on the spot the invention of the basic composition and planal distribution were done at Katendrecht, Rotterdam. The vista is directed at Hotel New York that nowadays looks almost encapsulated by skycrapers. I was there long ago but the cityscape almost was inrecognizable. The watertaxi was done in my studio because they keep on moving all the time. Nevertheless a new typical sight in swinging Rotterdam. Although, the drawing seems rather detailed, I kept it quite impressionistical.
After teaching today I went to Park Sonnenburgh in Voorburg, Netherlands around the corner.
Today I was out on a trip to Beek-Ubbergen with my parents. We returned to the place where I sketched two previous drawings. This time I drew the whole thing at the very spot, opposite to the Duivelsberg (Mount Devil).
On my way to my students in Voorburg I always come across this park that got a kind of reshape last year. I love to see the sun shimmer through leafs causing me to see a whole range of blue, yellow and ocre kind of greens.
When I returned to my car from my little trip to Kethel, Schiedam, Netherlands, I saw this beautiful tree in bloom. Sometimes you look for grand things and the little all of a sudden pop into your eyes when least expected.
2 days after my 50th birthday I visited estate ‘Voorlinden’ again, together with my parents and my godmother.
This is the fifth drawing of Gouda, a beautiful city in Zuid-Holland, Netherlands, not far from where I live. It is a depiction of the Sint-Janskerk from the Market (de Markt).
As you may have noticed by now I am keen on vortices. They show an endless sequence of swirls, almost like a singularity. Some say they lead the way to eternity, others consider it to be just a mathematical principle.
In Voorburg I went through a park at the Spinozalaan when I came across some geese with their young. One of the parents always is on the lookout and this one was sizing me up.
I was listening to ‘Between the sheets’ by The Isley Brothers when I completed this one so I tried to capture the sensual feel of the song in my drawing. The curvy sheets invited me to render the body in in the same way. At some spots I let the body flow into the sheets, following the diagonal rhythym. I often tell my students true abstraction lies in imagining the impossible and making sound and essential choices out of an endless sea of possibilities. Without making them any art work becomes plane realistic and that is or should be no fun for anyone.