The stories are in the scratches

It's almost midnight and I am staring at my glowing screen, being painfully aware of a headache that has been following my every move the whole day. Normally I wouldn't be in Sweden right now but visiting my home country Belgium for a week to celebrate my grandmothers 94th birthday, meet...

Linocut experiments

When I was in Belgium a few months ago, I bought a few different types of lino to experiment with. Since this type was much softer than the one I usually use, it doesn't have to be warm to be cut in a gentle way. It sounded great for cold...

Ceramics workshop | Borlänge

I started something new and exciting! When a friend told me about a course in ceramics, I was sold right away. ok, it's all in Swedish and I have to drive an hour to get there but on the other hand it's great practice for my Swedish and it's a beautiful...

"You know you can turn your camera, right?"

A while ago someone said to me: "You know you can turn your camera, right?" I hadn't really thought about it, but it is very true that almost all of my photographs are landscape instead of portrait. The two abnormalities in this case are the two giant prints of New York...

Super coolt birthday gift: a workshop ceramics!

I was teased for a whole week about a surprise for my birthday.  The only hint I got was that it would be in Västerås, a city close by but one that we don't know very well yet. (so tips on Västerås are always welcome) The evening before my birthday I...

From sketch to linocut print

Do you recognize the sketchbook page from a while ago? This quick watercolor image is now transformed into another medium: linocut. At the time of sketching I wasn't sure what it would become, but that doesn't really matter. Although watercolor isn't the easiest to translate into printmaking, it leaves you with...

Beauty in Simplicity

We stand on the tips of our toes, reaching for the sun, climbing the highest mountains, spreading as far as we can. But suddenly we stumble looking in wonder at those strange feet at the bottom of our legs, and the treasures we walk on.  ...