The fascination and love for trees, forests and nature in general has been given to me by my wonderful grandfather. He owned a few acres of woodland and took me with him whenever he had time.

Mostly it was just a quiet walk, simply us and the wood, listening to the forest's voices and being embraced by this inimitable beauty.

I remember how the world with all its noise and demands disappeared.

To this day, for me, there is no greater place than a forest, to sort my thoughts, to get earthed and to be reminded how much a forest resembles our own lives. 

there is always change, there is always transformation. 

Now, since my soulmate has been taken to Heaven, things needed change. all the grief found an outlet into a new way to express what life looks like for me now. The new paintings show that extreme pain and yet at the same time, how beauty can be found, even in the pain.

My art has now become more raw, intense, intuitive, and expressive. 

The sadness, the loneliness, the darkness and the brokenness are flowing naturally into  this new season of creating, because they became a part of me.

from now on, materials have to be touched, colours have to be strong, and  feelings need to be outpoured.