I came to painting by chance. Because friends told me every time they visited that I could do what I do on walls on canvas too, it's a kind of art.
At some point I took some leftover acrylic paint and put it on canvas. At that time I would not call it painting, I worked hard on this canvas for a week until I managed to switch off my head. The result hung at home for a year until I sold it to Milan via an online platform.
Painting became for me a process in which I withdrew completely to myself. At first I did not understand this, because I thought that I had to follow a certain idea, a concept, that I had to correspond to a style and express something pictorial. Nothing is further from my mind than creating images of reality. Letting myself go, in a positive sense, without having made a precise plan of the result beforehand, that suits me much better. I discovered this about myself when I was painting and it was sometimes a rather painful experience to let go of control and follow nothing but my intuition.
Throughout my entire professional life had to think ahead, manage and control people and processes. Actually I am quite a rational person, I thought, until I let my other side in.
That's when my pictures always turned out well, at least that's what my harshest critics, my sweetheart, my daughters, my family, said.
For me, the act of painting is like a dialogue with materials, never rational and intentional, more instinctive and random. I put my mental notes on paper or canvas, so to speak.
I have nourished myself through encounters with people, through travel, through "normal" life. (Whereby what I call normal is my very individual definition.) Normal life was until now that I could talk and discuss everything with my love. We left nothing out, discovered many unknown worlds, tried to get to the bottom of things, to understand connections and dependencies.
This very normal life has come to an abrupt end and I feel unable to paint.
My greatest source of inspiration is no longer bubbling. I am empty and extinguished.
So there will be no more new paintings, there will be no more exhibitions, except for this one.
I will close this website when all the paintings are sold.