Black hole watermelon

After graduation, there is exhaustion. And then excitement - everything is new and shiny! Then… confusion and greyness with a touch of FOMO. Sparkling again the next day! I am free and savage! Like a baby turtle trying to catch the big waves.*

So life as an artist is the roller coaster we got to know at art school. I already suspected that! But wait, it is only two months ago that I graduated. I made a tiny boat out of water reed and rode on a real wooden roller coaster from 1951 in Helsinki. I saw a kingfisher in Germany and found an abandoned nose, and now, back in The Hague, I am playing around with watermelons for sweet strangers in London. I draw at the kitchentable, on my knees, at the beach and on the road until I will find a new studio. I dream of sculptures. Every now and then I visit friends’ studios. I take notes at exhibitions and of course I am making luminous plans. If this is the Black Hole, then I am fine with it!


* Metaphor taken from an article by Gerda van de Glind on Mister Motley about graduating from art school. Highly recommended (Dutch only): http://www.mistermotley.nl/art-everyday-life/jonge-kunstenaars-als-baby-schildpadden-een-aanmoediging


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