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I'm sorry I've wasted your time.
Goodbye  Christian.

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I will be attending Kotroute a la Burlesque in Antwerp the 18th of November, 2010. You can find me at Begijnenstraat 62. With a small pink flower in my hair. And presenting my new painting 'Bonnie Pink'.

Patience

Dear Patience,
Only once or twice I've seen your angelic locks not tied up in a bun
Rowing your playful fingers through acrylic streams
In between funny discussions with your friends about how silly everything is
Endlessly I'll hear your sweethearted voice in my weary head
Never let anyone bring you down. (Fanboy)

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'Patience -detail', 2009, oil on canvas, 135x95cm
'Masters of reality -detail', 2010, oil on canvas, 110x170cm

Expo Antartik, march 2010

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Pics from the group exposition Antartik, Patience/The Apprentice/Nightshop shown at campus Artesis, Antwerp, march 2010.

Excerpt Shadow of the Vampire, E. Merhige, movie, 2000.

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"Can he even remember how to buy bread? How to select cheese and wine? And then he remembers the rest of it. How to prepare a meal, how to make a bed. He remembers his first glory (...) and what he is reduced to. The loneliest part of the book (Dracula) comes, when the man accidentally sees Dracula setting his table."

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'Are you a dreamer or part of the dream?', 2010, oil on canvas, 110x200cm (work in progress)

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Ssshhht... I would like to reveal to you an early glimps of my latest work. It's been said that when one is confronted with my paintings, one feels a bit lost, in the sense that there isn't any explicit communication going on. This is correct, for my interest goes out solely to the act of painting. Moving from one picture to another requests but a poor excuse. An idea comes from something that has recently happened to me. It's like this: I catch fireflies, conceal them in my hands and I make you look and tell me they are beautiful. 'Are you a dreamer or part of the dream?' is a work that reflects on myself dealing with people who try too hard to understand me.

October

My lovely mazzy star,
how are your mornings, mid-days and nights? It's been a little time now and I wanted to tell you that I miss you. We might not ever have enjoyed a lot of moments together, or maybe I'd just wished there were more, but you leave me wondering how I can see you in my dreams.

It's autumn again. I remember you were wearing your hair down. In the school library, you hopped from behind my book. I felt close to you that day. We sat next to each other and pageturned books we thought worthwhile. At night, I dreamt that I should've kissed you then, but I know you would've suckerpunched me. You're so great and I love you so much. Forever yours, Sonneilloon.

Short stories of distance

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'Short stories of distance -sketch', 2010, pencil on paper, 4,3x5cm
'Short stories of distance', 2010, oil on canvas, 140x170cm

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I wish I knew how to comfort her, my social skills are very poor. It was the week before our first big evaluation moment and she was feeling nervous. She often needs a little push. I'm telling her "everything's going to be allright" over and over again, because I don't really know what else to say. We give each other hugs and I held her for at least seven 'mississippi's'. I like to think of her as my twin.

I wish I wasn't so black inside. One of my former teachers was explaining to his pupil, who has a marcel-duchamp-kind of artistic pace, that she should reflect her personality more extreme in her painting method. He compared her lightness of the mind to mine. I like her very much, she always tries to make me smile.

I wish I could have my very own 'Black Goddess Rises'-limited-edition-from-1994-longsleeve. The closest to owning one was painting one. And I did once more in the following "Others like to see the world".

I wish I had more confidence painting large figures.