dinsdag 17 mei 2011


I am so insecure that I have tought for a long time that I was no good as an artist. The reactions from fellow students were low, the reactions from the teachers were all but encouraging when I grew in my work. Even worse, they became downright insulting. Friends told me that they could do it themselves IF THEY WISHED and fellow artists ,well they don't say all that much and give really low balloting points so I can not be found on the virtuall gallery I expose on. Sometimes I feel like I want to give up....it will never do....I will never sell one piece worth while....nobody is waiting for my work.....it's to simple........What am I thinking of???? Me wanting to be an artist. Get reall.

But then again,
last weekend, when me and my girl painted till late in the evening we had such a nice time. We sang and we chatted and I made these nice paintings at that time. Who cares what other people will say. Times like these are so prescious, because ,when I am painting, I am happy! And that is all that counts.

PS the paintings are a bit hazy because I was so tired I could not keep the camera still ;-)

3 opmerkingen:

  1. Meen je dat nou echt?? Ik vind je werk én die hier boven staan prachtig !!

  2. Lieverd, ze zijn weer prachtig!!

  3. helemaal blij zit ik hier te glunderen....HUG