A little response to your ability

Oh, woe is me but, damn who I am. Born and raised like mud, now I deal with my damn. I did not steer the boat, into the storm, I now bear. You had to make the oat, did not, the aftermath for me to wear. So now I take the responsibility, of that what... Continue Reading →


Masks (Part II)

“Sweetie? Dear? Are you still in there? You need to come out some time soon hun, you haven’t eaten for over a day now,” It’s my mother’s voice. I do hear worry in it and it does sound sincere. But I’m still not going to answer her. No one is getting through that door unless... Continue Reading →

Still-Life: Flowers

My first still-life of flowers in oil pastels. I started drawing the roses and came up with the rest (is it still a still-life then? I honestly don't know). It's not perfect, kind of messed up those white flowers between the purple one and the rose. Looks more like a balled up handkerchief. Well, pretty... Continue Reading →

Portrets: Voltaire and Mozart

My two most favourite men of history: Voltaire (there will never be a greater smartass than this man) and Mozart (no composer moves me like this man does). Not that satisfied with their noses, they could've been done way better. I was more focussed on the colours, they are my first portraits in coloured pencils.... Continue Reading →

Self-Portrait: Shattered Mind

Self-portrait manga-style, with coloured pencils. What it means will be up to you to figure out. I don't like to explain my drawings. I'm not that happy with the photograph though, it ruins the colours. It's to big to put into a scanner as well (A3-format). Feel free to let me know what you think!... Continue Reading →

Monsters are not just monsters

In history, we have our heroes and we have our villains. Some of them have committed such atrocities, that we even call them monsters. But, monsters still have a heart. They are still capable to experience love and loss, joy and sadness. Learning about the horrible things some of our villains have done, this is... Continue Reading →

What’s in a name

I had to write a poem once, describing a bit about myself while spelling out my name with the first letter of each sentence. I wrote two versions, one in Dutch (the original) and one in English. Personally, the version in Dutch is my favourite because it expresses my poem the strongest. I did my... Continue Reading →


Another ordinary day in my ordinary life. Walking home from my ordinary school to my ordinary house. Sometimes things just get so boring. Not that my life is bad at all, actually I think I’m doing pretty well. Good grades, parents that get along very well and many friends to hang out with. Maybe that’s... Continue Reading →

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