Among my old journals there were some pages, typed in Times on faded paper.
You can read it here.
Among my old journals there were some pages, typed in Times on faded paper.
You can read it here.
On a quiet day in spring I was looking through my old journals and found a story I had written a long, long time ago. I asked my daughter if she would care to read it. More for fun than anything else. But she was so encouraging that I have decided to start writing again, working on old materials but also to write new stories that I have carried with me for so long. A new start!
You can read my first story here.
Latin name Butomus umbellatus, in dutch: zwanebloem. One of my favourite wild flowers of my childhood. These flowers tended to disappear in The Netherlands, happily they florish now again.
A while I ago I became fascinated with the whirlings I saw in the river stream. I started taking photographs and these inspired me to draw. I use chalk, mainly black and white. Often figures magically appear. Now I draw almost every day, often making several different drawings from one photograph.