Trees, forests: trees are individuals, sometimes powerful, sometimes puny, but they are also part of a larger whole, forests, forest edges, tree layers. Between the glowing edges you get lost in the darkness, in the mystery of the dark, the impenetrable. Each season the image is different, from sprout to fallen forest giant, always part of the whole, the forest or city. Without them it is less green, monotonous. I try to convey a bit of my fascination with the tree & the forest, with diversity.
After the rain comes sunshine. The colors of branches and trunks take on even more color and contrast. Green needles gleam yellow in the light of the sun, contrasting sharply with the sky and light in the background.
This tree at the edge of the garden looks different every hour of the day. Sitting on the edge of the terrace, it is enjoying this play of colors every day. I expect that the warmth of this tree can also be felt in the interiors of others, and can convey a little of my outdoor feeling.
From my childhood, outdoors, nature has had a special appeal. New and decayed life has a special beauty in which I can get lost, discover and feel at home. That can be in the very small, but also in the infinite. My work is a reflection.. Read more…