Work in progress

It was such lovely weather, so i could paint in the garden.

How a city grows upon my canvas..........

Detail; earthmother needs some air.

~Dream about green horizons and fresh air~

Some old stuff

First i wanna welcome all new followers. Thank you, nice seeing you here.

It was a very busy, hectic week, my birthday ( i had a great weekend, tnx all who wanted to know) the birthday of my love, very busy at work, ending the week with a heavy migraine. But today it's less worse and the sun is shining all weekend, time to relax. I'm also busy with a large painting, almost finished, i hope this weekend. So no new work to upload, but i post some old stuff. Not that great, but fun to show i think.

This one is a collage i made for the group MIST (meaning fog) Two friends of me and i having a good time. I was singing and playing toy instruments. The girl on the left did drums and backing vocals, the girl on the right was playing the guitar and singing as well. We had a growing group of fans. Too bad we had to stop for several reasons. Sometimes i miss it a lot.

In my early twenties i was very active in the punk and squat scene. This is a quick sketch of what i saw those days. It's not so good, but now i am charmed of the naive style of this. :-)

At that time i was very idealistic and a bit naive. I made collages like this, to make some statement and hung it everywhere in the city. I did this with my love and a good friend of mine. I've lost her out of sight and wonder where she is right now and what she's doing?

I really don't know what i was thinking when painting this one. ;-)

I wish you all a great weekend!

Dream some melancholic dreams.

Wind, fire, water, earth

Not yet finished, because as i was drawing the wind~woman, i didn't like it. The wind disturbes me. So i stopped. I don't know if i will finish this one. Also because i think it is too sweet, too much detail. Hmm, not so sure about this one. Perhaps i feel this way because i am painting a big painting and let go the little details in the painting. I am happy with that, but perhaps this means also a change in my drawings?
It's so great, painting again. That's also the reason i am not that much on the www at the moment. Discovering new ways. Finally brave enough to let go while painting. The results will be uploades soon.
Tell me what you think (honestly) about this 4 elements drawing. I am curious and i appreciate your opinion.

Let the wind blow away disturbing dreams...........

The beginning of

A rough beginning of a painting i started awhile ago. I wanna paint this on a large canvas........

Catherine est mort

When i was in France last year, drawing, listening to the French local radio, there was a man telling something about Catherine. Catherine est mort. The girl has died and he was telling her story. I didn't understand it all, but recognized some words. While listening to the voice of the man, i started to sketch and this is what came out..... Isn't it strange but beautiful to feel sorrow in your heart for a girl you never knew?

Seele brennt! ~*~ My soul is burning!

I love the music from Einstürzende neubauten. Sehr! The lyrics are so dark, raw, mysterious. I think Blixa Bargeld is a genius with words and performance. I had the luck to see them perform in their early years and it was mindblowing. So the painting is all about Blixa Bargeld.

Seele brennt!

Ich bin die umstürzlerische Liebe
der Gegensex
Jeder Tag kostet mich Wunden
dabei bin ich schon jetzt
zerschunden und völlig blutverschmiert

Du fängst im Taxi an zu heulen
bloss weil ich sage
dass ich bei dem Konsum
in zwei Jahren tot bin
Alle Idole müssen sterben (Lachen)

meine Seele brennt
Ich versteck mich, sitz in meinem Loch
und warte auf die Träume, die mich retten (Kommen nicht)
Liebe ist ein Scheiterhaufenauf dem ich langsam aber sicher
von innen her zum Rand verbrenne

Ich hab gekostet
bin zu weit gegangen
werd den Geschmack nicht los
Vielleicht ist nur entzündet
vielleicht ist nur entzündet, was da brennt
An Stelle meiner Seele
an der Stelle meiner Seele
meine Seele brennt!

Einstürzende neubauten

Nudes

These i made on artschool, also a long time ago. You had two or three minutes to draw the model before she changed her pose. That's such fun. So you learn to let it go and leave out the unnessecary things. It'll be great to do again because sometimes i think too much as i paint and that blocks me from what i want to tell.

I pushed an empty babycarriage all over the city

This is a very old drawing, i think i drawed this around 1985. I don't know exactly why, but this quick drawing (a set up for a painting) is very dear to me. I didn't forget this one, but hadn't seen it for years. It was always in my heart. It did perish a bit but I like it even better with the damages and thinking about to put it this way behind glass. Is that strange? I haven't made a painting of it, perhaps this year, but on the other hand, i think it's good how it is now. The title: i pushed...... is from an Yoko Ono song.

Holy lonely demons

Glaring refelections. Is something going to happen?

Old sketches waiting to becomae paintings.

Inspired by medieval paintings

Perhaps this will become a painting.....

I'll give you....

Sinister beauty

Two old doodles waiting to be worked out. I draw these doodles while listening to the music of Diamanda Galas. Her music is of a sinister beauty and she produces the most strange, enchanting but also disturbing intonations. The homeless man, descending to the darkest corners of his soul. For the sake of clearness: Diamanda Galas is NOT a satanist or something like that. Neither am i, i believe in love and light. She uses dramatic, piercing ways to express herself. To transcribe her message. I think she's wonderful!

I feel alienated