144 Days

205 x 105 cm

Fairy tale

95 x 80 cm

Space deforms

nothing in my head
lightless and ignorant

If you burn the mill, you get hungry

I came across this powerful photo of a burning windmill near Ypres in the 1st world war. I don’t know who made it and what is the story behind it. But somehow it is a metaphor for me for all those fact-less opinions that we give a stage.

Emptiness becomes visible when support has been lost.

I put up these frames when it became known that our province intends to phase out support for art and culture.

We need stories, if we can no longer tell them we lose a part of who we are.

Organic Memories

White noise

What remains of memories of what we have observed? What does time do with those memories?