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I always carry a small sketchbook and an ink brush in my handbag. On the bus, train, tram, metro, or ferry, whenever I have to wait, or when I'm sitting in a bar or on a terrace, I take out my sketchbook and start drawing what I see.

When I was asked, as a 3-year-old child, what my favorite color was, I answered black. At the time, that was considered an unusual answer for a young child. Today, I still love black and white. To be honest, I was never really a pastel-color person. When I use color—whether in my art, my interior, or my appearance—it's usually a...

I start with a very rough idea. Usually, I have a vague image or composition in mind. Sometimes it's even more of a feeling. I sense the direction I want to go, but I still need to figure out how to translate that feeling into my image.
I transfer that basic composition onto the lino block, but only the...

I have to confess something. I think I'm an associative thinker!

Naast mijn kleine tekentafel is de plek op de foto hierboven de tweede plek waar ik me even kan terugtrekken uit de realiteit en ik in mijn eigen veilige wereld kan blijven.