Not so long ago a friend of mine asked why I paint…
The question seems an easy one, but when I start to think of
an answer…
I wrote some blogs about painting; what excites me in a
specific work. But this is the BIG question. In a coming series (of short texts)
I will make an attempt. This is nº 1:
Ok, what to do with the hours one spends in this body on
earth… I have energy to spend, but on what?
Long ago I experienced that I like to paint.
In the beginning it was one of the many possible roads to
take.
I graduated as a furniture maker. I thought about studying
chemistry. But painting was more fun.
At an early age I realized that it doesn’t really matter
what one chooses, what matters is that once chosen, the game is to dig deep and
deeper.
After 35 years as a professional painter, I see I was right.
Looking back, it doesn’t mean that all my paintings made
before last year are minor works.
To illustrate, I show a work made in 1990. It is in a
private collection in New York.
‘The three brothers’
oil on canvas
200 x 300 cm.