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"lost stories, forgotten voices..." |
In this series of drawings, I keep thinking of the dance and the meeting on the village square. There are all sorts of dances that bring people together. Somehow, no words are needed. We just move and become part of something bigger. As if everyone we ever knew or didn’t know, whoever and whenever they were or are, in this moment, are joined together.
Sometimes its about feeling the earth under your feet.
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"they were the Hidden People..." |
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"they listened to tales told in the foreign tongue..." |
![]() "they played their part in the fantasy..." |
![]() "they held the winter watch..." |
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"we wouldn't want to leave here..." |
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"it was a silent ghostly spot..." |
For more about this series, see: A Dance in Time, part 1
Made with homemade walnut ink, sumi and other inks on paper
Drawn mostly with feathers collected along the dike and nature reserve on the Waal River, NL
2024
11” x 15” (28 cm x 38 cm)
These drawings are a follow up to another group of drawings I call, “The Gatherings”:
The Gatherings, part 1 and The Gatherings, part 2