This essay reflects on waiting as a way of being. It moves from a quiet moment before a Pilates class, through memories of blossoms, poems, and missed expectations, to objects resting in a thrift shop. Waiting appears not as delay, but as presence — in making, in daily life, and in allowing time to unfold without expectation.

Lightness without losing seriousness. A quiet reflection at the end of the year.

Sleutels als zoektocht naar waarheid en context. Van Rilke tot mijn expositie in Warmond.

The image above is a tongue-in-cheek take on beauty ideals—a fashion moment with a crow on my head—or rather, on a wire cage. The text on...

Objects like books or furniture can unlock deep memories of joy or warmth. Choose one and relive a meaningful moment. Share your story!

Self-compassion is key in both art and life. Just as gentle brushstrokes shape a painting, kindness can reshape our relationships.

Stepping out of the café, the sharp scent of cigarette smoke instantly transported me back to those carefree summer days.

I recently took a stroll in the rain, feeling like I had the street all to myself. A sneaky droplet landed on my forehead, making me briefly