13 februari 2019

circus

Behind the counter
sits the grandma
The rhythm of sounds
brings images
She sees her daughter
on the trotting horse
She feels the tension
before the jump
Through eyes closed
the infinite sadness
of the dancing bear
The smell of the popcorn
from grandpa's cart
The grandchild follows
in mom's footsteps
Directing three dogs to the beat
It doesn't know
about the adult world

Behind the counter (picturale.be)


7 januari 2019

aurora borealis

It's a rare spectacle
to see the polar bears dance

4 januari 2019

polka dots

Tribute to Yayoi Kasuma, the prinses of polka dots

 

29 december 2018

winter

Trying to fasten your snowboots while being too lazy to take of your mittens,
and assisted by two kittens!

4 december 2018

the menora

Mom...
 

25 november 2018

19 november 2018

1 november 2018

28 oktober 2018

23 oktober 2018

theydrawandcook.com

This is a recipe for the peanut butter lovers contest
(click to enlarge)

19 oktober 2018

narwal



Strange fish, this narwal is!
It's not a fish, it's a whale!
It's not a horn, 
it's not the ocean's unicorn!
It's a tusk, a sort of sensor
It's a tooth 
and it's not to fight, 
so let's brush it shiny white!
 

17 oktober 2018

Magical

When your friendship is special 
then your umbrella is magical
and your connection eternal 

3 oktober 2018

queen

Queen Elizabeth 1, after the painting 'Ermine' by Nicholas Hilliard, 1585
(click to make smaller)

13 september 2018

Monster story

Starring the monsters from this scary nonsense poem, but I made my own version :)))
She came, saw and conquered in her own sweet way...

Jabberwocky By Lewis carroll

’Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
      Did gyre and gimble in the wabe:
All mimsy were the borogoves,
      And the mome raths outgrabe.

“Beware the Jabberwock, my son!
      The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!
Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun
      The frumious Bandersnatch!”

He took his vorpal sword in hand;
      Long time the manxome foe he sought—
So rested he by the Tumtum tree
      And stood awhile in thought.

And, as in uffish thought he stood,
      The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame,
Came whiffling through the tulgey wood,
      And burbled as it came!

One, two! One, two! And through and through
      The vorpal blade went snicker-snack!
He left it dead, and with its head
      He went galumphing back.

“And hast thou slain the Jabberwock?
      Come to my arms, my beamish boy!
O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!”
      He chortled in his joy.

’Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
      Did gyre and gimble in the wabe:
All mimsy were the borogoves,
      And the mome raths outgrabe.




Caturday


4 september 2018

31 augustus 2018

25 augustus 2018

instrument

and then there was music!

 

23 augustus 2018

turtle

a turtle wakes up



 

22 augustus 2018

sleep


when sleep tries to catch you
and the moon wants to grab you
just lie on your horse

and rely on your dog to protect you


13 augustus 2018

10 augustus 2018

bumble bee

End of summer, work is done
buzzing softly in the sun
Mr Bumble and Mrs Bee
feeling happy, feeling free
nectar beer and honey tea
a perfect holiday at the sea

10 juli 2018

5 juni 2018

IF green

It's so easy being green!

 

28 mei 2018

IF giant

It's an amazing experience
to become special friends
with a gentle giant
and feel his warm breath 
in your hand 

 

2 mei 2018

IF transformation

Even a wall flower 
can transform 
into something spectaculair. 
It all depends on the light,
on getting space and air,
on finding the power 
to perform. 

23 februari 2018

IF house

A house with a big door
is like a sailor with a big boat,
is like a man with a big heart:
It can harbour many creatures,
small, tall, all.

As for me, 
I am a special case,
I have a special place:
I cling to his left toe
so he won't forget 
the sea 

















one picture is too small and the other too big, 
but maybe it's nice to see some details...


 

15 februari 2018

IF Olympics

And then you loose...

 

7 februari 2018

IF mythology

My Pegasus with Muse, free interpretation of the painting by Odilon Redon, and tribute to the artist!
(Pegasus was the winged horse born from the love of Poseidon and Medusa. 
He reached the mountain Olympus. He stamped his hoof 
and made a fountain that gives inspiration to poets and muses)



1 februari 2018

IF blue

Blue moon and blue bird found each other on a semi 'Delfts blue' plate
 

25 januari 2018

IF number 5

5 trees make no forest
but for me it's the world.

Number 1 I call The Hand,
every morning he waves hi!

Number 2 is Fork,
he is two trees in one.

Number 3 is Thin and Tall,
reaching for the sky.

Number 4 is Mister Beauty,
stout and proud,
exactly as a tree should be. 

Number 5 is Sprout,
he is a specialty, 
my windowsilly baby tree.