We Have a Choice is a reflective essay for art collectors about consuming less and valuing care, attention, and time. Through everyday observations — a crooked plane tree, shared books, waiting behind a garbage truck — the text explores an alternative to fast transactions. It reflects on living with art and objects as a conscious practice, asking how we choose to relate to what already exists and how small, careful choices can open other ways of being.

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.

Two keys, two materials, two ways of opening and closing. This piece explores how softness, tension, and our oldest instincts shape the way we move through the world. The materials speak — and the interpretation remains open.

A reflection on care, frugality and mildness, about finding meaning in what already exists, how materials become whole in the right context.

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...

In the image above, a small paper-mâché dog sits quietly before a vivid painting. This dog has a story—it was lovingly crafted by my...

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

Explore the rhythm and texture of art through needlework. #TextileTales with Erica Fraaije’s art. #CraftingWithPassion, #messageoftextile

Leonoor's waterbed epitomized her embrace of the present moment, reflecting her commitment to living fully in the here and now.

The deeper meaning of hair extends beyond its physical appearance to symbolize self-expression, identity, and societal expectations.

That fear of straying from the path was absent at home, replaced by a sense of freedom.