It was 1972. I was 7 and going to England for the first time with my father, mother and my sisters. The sight of the white cliffs of Dover was mesmerising as the ferry approached the English south coast at Dover. That holiday, I enjoyed the wide-open landscape of the South Downs where we walked and launched our kites. I had a storm kite made of cotton and my sisters had those plastic kites with butterflies on them. We had trouble getting these things into the air because of the gusty, offshore wind. Once the lines were unrolled, the kites danced happily through the blue sky in the warm summer sun. High above the sea with a fearsome depth of cliffs and pebble beaches below, we sat atop the cliff in the swaying grass. At noon, we squinted because of the bright backlight while father emptied the bag with sun cream, sandwiches and thermos bottles. Delicious was that time.
Contemporary images and even those from the past inspire me to recycle them for re-actionary contemporary impressionist art. My drawings and paintings are sketch impressions in a loose and free style, the paintings in a colorful palette. I also produce collages and digital artworks or find new inspirations and.. Read more…