Analogue photography

Jury2013

Selfportrait

Finally, some new decent work.
All drawings are in ink on A4 sized paper.

The place I've never been

This work is also part of the memento mori serie. I choose for the title memento mori because it is a reminder to my grandmother, but most of all: a reminder to death. Everyone dies, houses are left lifeless, and families live further. It's something that will come to everyone: death, funeral, heritage... A part of life we don't want to think about it, especially not when you know it will cause trouble.

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The painting is based on the top floor of my grandmothers house. A place that was very unknown to me. It scared me always when I was a child. What was there upstairs? It was the first time I went there, and I still felt the fear that I felt when I was a little girl.


This oil painting isn't finished yet. It is 50x60cm and on mdf panel

Exploring the abandoned

Exploring the abandoned

This series is about me and my fascinations. The word 'exploring' points to the first sight to the term urban exploring, which means: visiting and photographing an abandoned and decaying building. But there is a second meaning to this word for me. With exploring I also mean that I am searching to find my way in art. I am also exploring myself. The abandoned, again a referral to urban exploring (or in short urbex), but also to the part of me that I lost. I really lost my way last year in art. And I think I needed to find the old me, the abandoned me, back, to make more personal art. These drawings also have some kind of 'unheimlich' feeling to them, some kind of darkness that hides in me.



ink, charcoal and pastel chalk on paper. 150x90cm


ink on paper. 25x35cm


ink on paper. 20x30cm


arcylic on canvas 25x30cm

Newer paintings of these series will be added as new blog updates. I put them together because it seemed to be easier for now.

Memento mori I

Memento Mori is a serie about my grandmothers abandoned house. 
In the first drawing, I want to show something that was very remarkable for her, something that immediatly attracted my attention when I walked in the house: the old sofa with all her bags. She owned a lot of them, too many actually. It felt like it was all that remained of the past, even though there was more furniture in the house.



ink on paper. 20x30cm

No updates

As you see, long time no updates.
Reasons?
Yes and no
The first one is laziness. Not a good one.
The second one is: I didn't like my work enough to put online. It didn't feel me anymore.
So now I actually want to upload the more 'me' work. But it doesn't suit with the older things posted here. I am thinking about deleting the whole blog and starting over again.  And since I don't have much followers here, it isn't that much a loss!