Painting is both the best and the worst thing in my life. A successful painting is my biggest pride, a failed one my worst enemy. And because I like to paint with great risk, I mess up quite often. But I like the challenge of letting the painting get out of my control, and then try to regain it. I paint from pictures I took while traveling or walking around in Amsterdam. I often combine pictures to tell a different story and to make the scenes stranger. Whatever I paint, it always gets quite dramatic and dreamy.
I paint with oil, acrylic and I sometimes use crayons, charcoal and pencil on top. I also used to use flour in my paint, but I stopped that because the mice in my studio seemed to love flour.
'Into Exhistence' - 2019 - For Sale
'See And Seen' - 2019 - Sold
The idea versus the reality of disappearing.
'Really Comfortable' - 2019 - Sold
'Treats' - 2018 - For Sale
Personal danger. Feeding his psychological demons.
'Treats (detail)' - 2018 - For Sale
'The Adventure That Never Took Place' - 2019 - For Sale
'Family Sketch' - 2019 - Sold
Awsking myself the question: “How authentic is my work about other people? People I don’t really know.”
'The You In Me' - 2019 - For Sale
Absorbing ‘the other’. Trying to enrich myself by embracing new ideas and views. Though the new skin doens’t really fit, the light is brighter.
'Collage of a man' - 2019 - For Sale
'Outside - inside' - 2018 - Sold
Finnish indoor lake.
'The Livingroom' - 2019 - For Sale
I paint the history of someone else.
'Welcome II' - 2018 - For Sale
A loving view on the other.
'The Real II' - 2019 - Sold
'The Real' - 2019 - For Sale
'Sun rising over the Djoser kids' - 2018 - Destroyed
Chlorine, spotlights, walls and cabins.
'The Sun Is---?' - 2019 - For Sale
'Abstract leasure' - 2018 - Sold
The best day I (n)ever had - 2018 - Sold
This is the family of someone else. It’s the Maroccan family of a friend I met in the super market. Though interviews and conversations his history came to live for me.
'The Mediators' - 2019 - For Sale
'Luminous Muslimas' - 2016 - Not For Sale
'The Dress I Never Saw' - 2019 - For Sale
'Playfull borders' - 2018 - For Sale
Collaboration with Niels Egidius.
'The bananaman' - 2016 - For Sale
Scene about hard labor in the Amazon. The man is physically absorbed by his trade. This scene took place in Iquitos, Peru.
'Lilly season' - 2013 - Sold
'Fatal borders' - 2012 - Destroyed
Being born on the wrong side of a particular arbitrary border can be a sad matter.
'Buenas tardes' - 2016 - Destroyed
Installation about leaving your country of origin. In this case, the group of people leaves because of life threatening danger. There is a fragile string attached to the place they leave from. The question is, how many strings will keep intact? Probably most of them will never get back to this dark and barren spot. But who knows.
The people are made from everyday objects and found stuff. The robes are made of plaster and paper mache. Some of the people are mothers carrying their baby's, some are crippled and one is pregnant.
This old and almost forgotten craft is terribly laborious, but very rewarding. These pictures are cut and gushed out of a piece of wood. Then smeared in with ink and printed on paper by giant presses. In the About tab of this site you can find my Artist Profile movie, the process is in there as well.
'The vain' - 2015 - Sold
'Glass beach' - 2013 - For Sale
'Parents in law' - 2013 - For Sale
Meeting them for the first time in a fancy restaurant. Traumatizing.
'Big, healthy Jesus' - 2014 - Sold
'San Pedro flood' - 2014 - For Sale
'Big, healthy Jesus' - 2014 - For Sale
My drawings contain different subjects. Lately, I like playing with light, it gives me a sense of well-being. Drawing light makes me feel lighter somehow. I also draw scenes of entertainment and leisure. Some of it is directly drawn from my own life, other drawings are more ideas or concepts. My drawings aren't as dreamy as my paintings. They are more concrete. That's why some subjects need to be drawn and others painted.
'Red String Rabbi' - 2018 - For Sale
This gigantic Rabbi was handing out blessed strings in the scoching sun, wearing a black suit. He must be very devoted… Made at the Carmel Market, Tel Aviv
'Lightworks' - 2018 - For Sale
Lightfestival in the holy city of Jerusalem.
'Buying some olives' - 2018 - For Sale
At the beautiful Mahane Yehuda Market in Jerusalem.
'Studio Entrance: Attol' - 2018 - For Sale
'Person looking at drawing' - 2018 - For Sale
'Heaven is up there(?)' - 2018 - For Sale
'The exit' - 2018 - For Sale
'Los idiotas' - 2015 - Destroyed
'Slippery slides I' - 2014 - For Sale
Illustration about the addictive effect of entertainment and thrills.
'Slippery slides III' - 2014 - For Sale
The invitation to the promoted event is well funded. Maybe even more so then the attraction itself. The focus is on luring you in. The creation is fundamentally cheap and not built to last.
'Slippery slides IIII' - 2014 - For Sale
'Slippery slides V' - 2014 - For Sale
This constuction is built to fuck with you.
'Omao' -2014 - For Sale
Tourism is fun and all, but also creates a trail of filth. Hotels and all-you-can-eat restaurants grow in the most idyllic places.
'Selfportrait' - 2015 - For Sale
'Miscellaneous' - 2012 - Destroyed
'Natte zomers, muffe nachten' - 2014 - Destroyed
'Studing vegetables' - 2010 - Sold
'Baths' - 2012 - Sold
Sculpture & assembly
These scultures started out as an escape from my paining. When I’m to affraid to continue painting, I start working in new techniques to ease the mind. I counld’t help but fall in love working three-dimentionally. Just ‘messing around’ in materials I don’t fully control is a blast. I’m quite contempt with the results.
The figures in ceramic clay are hatching the next generation. Their upcoming parenthood weighs heavily on some, others take it lightly. In any case, they are having a meeting how the world should look like for the next generation. What will be their values? What will we teach them, in an ever-changing world?
At The Gallery
I think artworks look better in an actual space. These pictures are taken at the GoMulan Gallery, the first place I got some serious exhibitions.
These images are pictures of my latest residency(Q1 2019). This First World-War bunker was used as an ammunition stock room. The last line of defence around the capital city of Amsterdam. The bunker was completely deserted before it was renovated by Stadsherstel. The time I worked over here was quite harsh because of the moist air and the shattering cold underground. But the historical charm and spacial freedom kept the internal fire burning. When the cold winter ended and the surrounding environment was in bloom, the local sheepherder released dozens of sheep upon the bunker. Therefore the bunker transformed from dead concrete to a lush Dutch paradise. Goose flying overhead and eggs hatching all around.
I mainly created paintings and sculptures. Subjects varying from migration to capturing light. The works work well in the rough interiour of the bunker. The rugged walls and smashed concrete ornating the paintings and installations.
Early November, Mexico City. It's Dia de los Muertos. The rubble of the earthquake is still scattered in some streets. While the altars are bright and the Mezcal is flowing, it might be the perfect time to think and learn about death. The markets are filled with statues of creepy saints holding money and skulls. The witch markets are equally fascinating. When I arrive in the National Museum of Anthropology I notice that Mexicans are quite occupied with the afterlife even in Pre-Hispanic times. The Mayans and Aztecs seemed nonchalant about death, and see it as a part of life. This life we have is just a phase, followed by some more. So why worry? I lived in Mexico for almost two months. My impressions can be found here.
In 2015 me and two friends went on a trip through Colombia, Ecuador, Peru, Bolivia and Brazil. This trip is still hugely influencing my work. The scenes I paint and draw are still often based on what I saw in for example the Amazon or the Andes. For about three weeks we have been in the Amazon. Starting off in Coca, Ecuador and ending in Iquitos, Peru. We traveled by boat. We slept in our hammocks or in tents on the jungle floor. We fished in the rivers, chased monkeys through the jungle on our bare feet and did an Ayahuasca trip with a Shaman.
During all this, I kept a diary. The texts are in Dutch, but luckily the images exceed the boundaries of language.
'Face of Ayahuasca' - 2015
'How to build jungle hut' - 2015
'Los gias' - 2015
'Carrion eaters' - 2015
Vultures eating the leftovers on the Belen Market, Iquitos. The pieces of meat a salesman can't sell will be fed to these birds. The meat can range from crocodile to monkey.
'Frank and the unidentified German' - 2015
'Beetle' - 2015
'Mother and daughter paddling' - 2015
'Shrunken head etc.' - 2015
'Salt angel' - 2015
'Iquitos sketches' - 2015
'Tucanos' - 2015
Where's My Head At?
Let me show you what I think about. These pictures are mostly taken while strolling.
De Verre Vriend
This project is about culture, identity and religion. For about 3 months I followed a young man around who is about the same age as me. It is an Islamic, Moroccan man, with a wife and child. I barely know a thing about Maroccan culture. Most of my information is obtained by documentaries and the news. Therefore all I think I know about his culture is second hand information, I’m unconfortable with that. I want to find out things for myself.
Brahim fascinates me and many others because of his open attitude and sense of humor. We connect on many levels, but there is always a level of uneasiness on my part. For Brahim is something new to me, something culturally unknown. I don't think I'm such a mystery to him, but we’ll never know I guess.
Sorry for the upcoming language switch. The website is international, but the project is written in Dutch. Maybe in the future I will make an English version as well.