This painting is part of the De Zeeuwse Stromen-project, bordering both art and coaching.

Turning, screaking, scrunching
inaudibly.
Grinding.

And yet…

it remains for - all - time.

And you…
are, move, carry, choose, turn, remain
just as well.

And the whirligig
keeps going round.

This painting is part of the De Zeeuwse Stromen-project, bordering both art and coaching.

In the night she comes,
making us vanish.
Into the haze, different eyelids opening.
The clock handless.
Squirming figments
kaleidoscopic gardens
genuine gravity
come to us: our flipside reality…