In my previous life I was an embroidery teacher and I loved practicing it till the last day. All my embroidery pieces are in a cardboard box now since many years. This is a needlepainting embroidery. I got my inspiration from Indian art and it represents a tree of life, a subject that frequently pops up in folk art from all over the world.
Last week I discovered a French draftsman and architect that I did not know yet: Jean‐Jacques Lequeu (1757–1826).
Lequeu’s meticulous drawings in pen and wash include highly detailed renderings of buildings and imaginary monuments populating invented landscapes. His mission was to see and describe everything systematically - from the animal to the organic, from erotic fantasy to his own visage. Solitary and obsessive, he created the fantastic worlds shown in his drawings without ever leaving his studio, and enriched them with characters and stories drawn from his library.
Six months before he died in poverty and obscurity, architect and draftsman donated more than 800 drawings to the French Royal Library. They remained there, in the institution that would become the Bibliothèque nationale de France.
Just a new page in my big sketchbook. These names are of people who mysteriously disappeared at sea during the last 75 years and whose whereabouts remain unknown. Many disappeared while on voyages or traveling via aircraft. I thought it a worthy opportunity to pay attention to these sad cases.
During these strange Corona times I started a journal. I'm a huge fan of lists, meaning: books I read, films I saw, music I like etc. But I also wrote down snippets from old diaries and old letters, even a part of a family tree. But most of all I drew a massive amount of decorative patterns and borders. They're all my own design. I can assure you, it is an addiction! You start with some lines, dots or round shapes in a regular pattern and you keep adding until you have the desired outcome. I use different sizes of fineliners and one extra color which is my favorite, yellow. I highly recommend to anyone making a journal like this. Don't hesitate to ask for more information if you have any questions! I still have a lot of pages to fill and I don't care at all :)
Occasionally I meet an artist over the internet, totally unknown to me and of whose work I'm upside down. Johannes Paul Vroom is one of those people. He was born in 1922 in the Hague and died in Amsterdam in 2006. He studied at the Royal Academy in the Hague but soon, at a very young age, left for Paris. I didn't find a lot of information about him, but these paintings are really adorable I think!
Korenveld canvas 63 x 88 cm
Maïs olieverf 104 x 154 cm
In these difficult Corona times, I would like to thank all those people who are putting themselves at risk on the front lines of the pandemic: nurses, doctors, health care workers, social workers, paramedical staff, police department and many many others.
I spend hours and hours in my studio. It’s a place of concentration and inspiration and hard work and late nights. Because my studio is in my home, the work just never seems to end! But I couldn't imagine another way of life. I'm working on a new drawing in my big sketchbook. I was inspired by many things. First of all by old Swiss 'scherenschnitte' that I found, browsing in my mother's old folk art books. But also by ancient Arabic and Ottoman botanical manuscripts. And finally by a black and white embroidery I made many many years ago when I was an embroidery teacher.
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