A lack of light (dark clouds), too much interference from telephones with difficult conversations, and many tiring tasks such as walking around in the city and needlework are devastating to inspiration.
But negative is transformed into positive, and from this a work again.
After a long winter of staying inside, radiates the first beautiful day with sunshine and freedom, gorgeous, frequently reflected in the water, sucked in by me, still somewhat apart I should wait behind the fence, still a symbol of limitation. Again, a work of unity of man and nature, painted in backlight. From dark to light.
The light reflection in the water is like many small moving spirits sparkling to form a living organism. They give away their energy.
The abundant rains have lined the beach. The artist sets the force of the water down as many track marks in the sand the way new grooves for water collection.
A young Arab receptionist, veiled, receives the guests in typical attire and accompanies them into a small space with beds and closets, explains where they can place their clothes and store their personal effects. Here the people present are depicted in loose portraits. At the back left a Pole, the artist herself, to the right a Canadian artist from Quebec and at the front a Russian from Ryazan. A way to keep the memory alive.
Somebody whom loses his head to the outside world.
Two women , one in red, one in white, looking over the sea in Domburg, Zeeland.
Like this there are not too many days in the week.
The artist sits inside the sweltering ribat and admire the ancient historical building with typical Arabic architecture elements. The artist's visit as a trip through time and space.
I have a solitary activity and have therefore developed the habit to recite in evening to her partner the events of the day .They are: left in collage form listed. Dark clouds over fields, disturbing phone, leave ,hold conversations and dreams in total fantasy. Painting, dripping in blue.
The moon looks like a sun.
To maintain everything alone in the house.
Feeling happiness, because of freedom - wild nature - space- and the possibility of being outside like the birds.
It could be a present.
Without clothes I feel a lot better.
Yellow is not always a nice color.
Give water to the plants with a red hose. The water gives life to the plants.
Too much too keep in your brain.
Why with three in one bed?
The problem of sick family members and their need for assistance plays in the mind of the artist. Time passes and their helplessness hangs above artist like a dark cloud, hindering the concentration needed to create.
When will I get a normal live back?