• [Photography] A peek inside an abandoned house

    A few weeks ago I went to an abandoned house with a friend. I was happy to photograph some new urbex material because I want to continue my project on houses in the local academy. Some rooms were totally taken over by teenagers and homeless people (think: garbage), other rooms on the higher levels… less. It’s kinda strange to know the last person who lived here moved out with all her stuff and yet you can find a piece of her wardrobe, her notebooks, local newspapers she used to read. Those little details which says: someone used to live here. I hope you enjoy the series. 🙂




  • [Academy] The start of a new year

    In September I started my 3rd year in Fine Art – Painting in the local Academy. First I made some ‘dimensional work’, painting jars and stuff, organize them in my work-space with the right composition. I’m not a sculptor at all you know, so I had no idea what I was doing.

    And I got bored.

    Luckily I got my macro camera with me and while we do have assignments to start with, we are actually totally free to do what we want. So I decide to zoom in on my jars and search for beauty where most people don’t look. I must say, I was surprised with the result. Even so, when people saw the prints, they weren’t able to trace it. “What is THAT?“, they ask. Mission accomplished.

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    After painting jars, I decided to play with water and paint and make more photographs. I used to love marbleizing paper as a kid so I gave it another go. The marbled paper is not real art of course but photographing it is a whole other story.

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    A few of these works have been featured in our local exhibition last weekend. We opened the exhibition with a reception at Friday evening (and a drink!) and for the rest of the weekend we allowed ourselves to play while people visited. With play, I mean painting for most people. As for me, I took my macro camera -again- to continue the close-up adventure. I took hundreds of pictures last weekend and I didn’t had time to arrange them yet so I’ll keep those for the next blogpost. This time I had the idea to ‘recycle’ the leftover paint by dropping cards on it. Now I have marbleized cards. 🙂 I will include them with sold work as a thank you.

    I also did some art journaling at the exhibition but not so much. The main reason being people wanted to take a peek in my journals. Which surprised me actually. I’ve been in a creative block for some weeks, “Not good enough” voices included and getting so much exposure and compliments from strangers really made my speechless. I don’t mind them looking in my art journals btw, my handwriting can be such a mess that most texts can’t be read anyway…no secrets can be revealed whatsoever!

    What made me smile most are the looks on the children’s faces when they saw the books, asking me if they could touch it and spend a long time browsing it, gently as if they have discovered a mystery. Touching the portraits as if they were made of silk (with tiny dirty fingers as result) with a gasp here and there “It’s like a real fairytale book!” and a “That feels SO weird!” when they touched a new discovered texture.

    My art journal? Fairytales? Don’t ask me where they get it but I was happy to see their smiles.

    If you want to see more pictures in between posts, be sure to follow my instagram. Besides Facebook it’s the only media where I share sneak peeks and progress pictures.

    Have a lovely week!

  • Macro Sunday

    This picture is dedicated to my little rabbit Peluche, who passed away this weekend. I hope he’s at a better place now, reunited with his girl who passed away 2 years ago. 

    Always in my heart,

  • Macro Sunday: Tiny reflections of Amethyst

    The universe is a creation entirely within a being that is outside time and space, and dreaming what we are. Everything is connected, because it’s all being created by this one consciousness. And we are tiny reflections of the mind that is creating the universe. That’s what alchemy says. 

    Photography by me,
    Quote by Owsley Stanley