She sits there, gazing into the distance, her hair blowing softly in the wind. Maybe she's by the sea, maybe somewhere else in nature.

She doesn't think from fear, she simply is. Calm, still, breathing.

A moment in time where nothing needs to be fixed, changed, or rushed. Just the quiet truth of being alive, held in that fragile space between one breath and the next.

A soft pause in the noise of the world, where the heart can rest. A lovely reminder.

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SECOND PRINT IS NOW IN STOCK

I am excited to share that the second print of my book ‘An Artist’s Journey - A celebration of colour, creativity, curiosities, travel and design’ is now available to order. Thanks to all of you, who have supported this project - your enthusiam has made it possible and I am deeply moved and so greatful.

This unique coffee table lookbook is for creatively like-minded people, world wanderers, dreamers, designers, stylists and treasure hunters and will immerse you in a world of art, travel, nature, interiors, crafts, oddities and curiosities.

The book depicts a visual journey through my life as an artist, and reveals my personal and unique approach to art, creativity and travelling, with specially selected, highly inspirational photos and personal stories. 

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Due to bookmarket regulations, there are differences in pricing depending on the country of shipment:

The Netherlands, Belgium, Luxembourg: €39,99 excl. shipping

Rest of the EU: €49,99 excl. shipping

Painted in soft hues,
it feels like a memory of warmth.

The flowing colors ground me,
calming the mind like early morning light.
It's as if I can smell the fresh air,
feel the earth beneath my feet,
and sense the soft light brushing
gently against my skin.

Barefoot in touch,
I feel grounded and at peace.

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Early morning in the city. Marrakesh is waking up, sun is softly rising, the leaves of the palm trees are softly stirring.\n\nSoaking up the sounds and smells. The vegetable vendors, the donkey cards, bicycles and trucks that pass by.\n\nSoft pink morning light, so softly gleams. Beautiful morning.

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It's a beautiful day,
let's bathe
in the warm sunlight.

It's a beautiful day,
follow the love,
follow the light.

A simple line,
drawn in warm terracotta,
holds her quiet shape
against an open horizon.

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Chalk walls whisper in the southern light,
soft brush strokes shape the quiet stone,
a warm landscape of blush and taupe.\n\nTangerine glows like the sun,
sweet mandarins scent the narrow streets,
orange grains shimmer through the canvas.

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Among fields of chocolate brown wildflowers bloom without fear.
So delicate in their quiet petals,
yet rooted deep like the earth itself.

They bend with wind and weather,
never asking to be seen,
still, soft and steady,
carrying beauty without trying.

And in those warm, earthy chocolate tones lives something timeless and true, a lovely kind of strength,
the kind that quietly survives.

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A sparkle shines within her eyes,
like stars dancing in the daylight,
a reflection of her inner soul,
a quiet universe of light.

Tiny stars embrace her face,
a celestial touch so soft,
a woman wrapped in wonder,
a ciel étoilé in soft moonlight.

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"When life gives you lemons…" a simple phrase about turning things around.\n\nBright yellow meets deep indigo, sour and sweet side by side.\n\nA contrast of colour, and a reminder to find beauty in every moment.

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I'm inspired by nature's shapes,
the mountains and the trees,
the flowers blooming around me.

And by the underwater world,
where coral wonders bloom,
in shades of orange and pink.

Tall palm trees rise,
against a glowing sunset,
painted in those same warm hues.

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Shades of nude and pink,
cut from vintage paper,
gathered along forgotten roads.

Fragments of stories,
handwritten memories,
whispering through the layers.

Rolling hills, gentle waves,
and distant horizons emerge,
dreamed into being one piece at a time.

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She stands there by the sea,
surrounded by a world of emerald green,
as though time itself paused
just to look back at her once more.

A soft salty wind
moves through her hair,
carrying the scent of the ocean
through lush and living nature.

Everything around her breathes so wild,
green, untamed beauty.
And there she is, quiet and luminous,
like a memory the earth refused to forget.

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In Japan, the colour red is auspicious, a symbol of happiness, strength, and joy.\n\nA warm embrace of colour, filling this painting with beauty and energy.\n\nHer kimono tells a story, of elegance, tradition, and grace.\n\nA piece that brings a smile, with every glance.

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‘There are always flowers for those who want to see them...‘  (words by H. Matisse)

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I love wildflowers,
growing anywhere and everywhere.

Blooming in unexpected places,
with vivid colours and endless joy.

Freely reaching for the sun,
celebrating the beauty
of each new day.

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Dancing in a sea of flowers, embracing their untamed beauty.

Flowers everywhere, in my hands and in my hair.

A soft breeze sways across the meadow, where wildflowers dance beneath an endless sky.

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I am a river, clear as crystal every morning, my path drawn by the wind. I am a river going down over wide stones. The moon shimmers in jade green water. Follow the river.

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In Asia flowers have a deeper meaning, and the Frangipani flower is considered as an essence from nature that brings enlightenment and kindness. There are so many frangipani trees in our neighborhood here in Bandung.

Every morning, very early, when the air is still fresh, we make a walk, and I love to collect the fallen flowers.

There are some things, that just smell so good: coffee, jasmin, orange blossoms, and frangipani flowers.

This painting is a lovely memory of my love for Java and frangipani flowers.

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A leaf of singular beauty,
a symbol of growth and protection,
of peace, strength, hope, and love.

Rooted in duality,
yin and yang,
the feminine and masculine.

The tree of life,
its leaf a quiet reminder:
love endures.

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