Finished this fine abstract artwork. Started out with green and violet. After placing more and more layers of acrylics on top, I ended up with a nice seagreen - turquoise coloration. The light colored vertical band, next to the violet band, is made by dripping turquoise and moss green paint into wet sand.
Trembled (115 x 75 cm). $ 1075 / € 990. Click upon the link to order prints, pillows etc.
Few weeks ago my daughther and I made photos in a nature reserve on "Goeree Overflakkee", a former island which, as part of the Deltaworks, has been connected to the mainland many years ago.
One of the photos I made has been on my mind ever since. A red marked pole in the middle of yellowish vegetation at sea. I have made this, mainly yellow, abstract impression of it.
Dune (120 x 40 cm). $ 600 / € 550.
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The dog has its own rythm. No matter what, I have to go out early. Not that bad this time of the year, as the autumn sunrise has a very special appearence. The light has to find its way through dark clouds and morning fog. It inspired me to make these two paintings:
Break of Dawn (50 x 40 cm) $ 250 / € 495. Picture left.
Light of Dawn (115 x 75 cm). $ 1075 / € 990. Picture below.
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Great song by The Doors. However, their music has nothing to do with the title of this blog. The subject of this entry is: Lighthouses. Why Lighthouses? Because they are so characteristic for their environment. I've made a series of sketches of these solid lifesavers on paper (which I have stained between double glass frames) and on flat rocks. (See previous blogs). I just like the way the rough structure of the stone gives the painted sketches a great appearence.
Last Sunday I visited the local Lighthouse. I can hear you say: "What do you mean? Local Lighthouse?". Well that's one of the pros of living near the sea. You've got a lighthouse more or less in your backyard. Anyway, I dared to go into the local tower of fear and climb the endless stairs. Ehm...to understand this remark, I should tell you I am afraid of heights. Climbing a ladder with more than two sports already is a challenge to me, so you may imagine how much time it took me to crawl my way up the stairway to heaven. When I finally reached the top there was a man waiting (mind you it's not a very tall building, my fear just slowed me down more every step I made). The man welcomed me and showed me the door to the balcony. More like a small ridge if you ask me. A quick glance through the window, especially a glance down to the ground, was more than enough to make up my mind. This guy is never, ever going out that door!
The man kindly repeated his question: "Aren't you going out?"
I said: "No, I'm afraid of heights."
The look upon his face was unforgettable. I guess he still wonders why someone would do so much trouble to go all the way up, and then stay inside.
So, why on earth did I go up? To make a few pictures obviously. And to find out that the big light I expected to be there, and honestly I expected a light bulb about the size of my body, had recently been replaced by an ultra small super light bulb, hardly bigger than my thumb. I bet the man in the lighthouse does not forget the look on my face either.
Last Sunday I visited the local Lighthouse. I can hear you say: "What do you mean? Local Lighthouse?". Well that's one of the pros of living near the sea. You've got a lighthouse more or less in your backyard. Anyway, I dared to go into the local tower of fear and climb the endless stairs. Ehm...to understand this remark, I should tell you I am afraid of heights. Climbing a ladder with more than two sports already is a challenge to me, so you may imagine how much time it took me to crawl my way up the stairway to heaven. When I finally reached the top there was a man waiting (mind you it's not a very tall building, my fear just slowed me down more every step I made). The man welcomed me and showed me the door to the balcony. More like a small ridge if you ask me. A quick glance through the window, especially a glance down to the ground, was more than enough to make up my mind. This guy is never, ever going out that door! 
So, why on earth did I go up? To make a few pictures obviously. And to find out that the big light I expected to be there, and honestly I expected a light bulb about the size of my body, had recently been replaced by an ultra small super light bulb, hardly bigger than my thumb. I bet the man in the lighthouse does not forget the look on my face either.
Lighthouses are fascinating. Trying to find a way to paint them in an abstract style, I made some small studies on paper first.
