Wednesday, May 29, 2013

Locked up in the house again

Back to the house, that crappy affair of brick and mortar in Amsterdam West, trying hard to escape that heavenly piss from the angels up in the clouds, wow did they have some sort of orgy there last night with way too much booze while sex was on their celestial minds or what...

No way I can go to the Anne Frank House today, instead I will have to dedicate my free time to my jars of paint and brushes again.

Tuesday, May 28, 2013

Corn flakes arond the Amsterdam westerkerk

Amsterdam, 28 Mai 2013.

It is the time of the year when the elm trees here in the centre of my beloved Mokum start losing their seeds, corn flakes as one lady customer called them once, fluttering in the morning hurls of wind around the church tower in soft pastel colors, yellow, light brown and red, the air is full of them, a sight not all that unfamilar to me, a sight coming back to my Dutch blue shiners every spring, a sight I look forward to when I return from my wintery stints in Thailand...

A simple drawing before starting my job of producing Indian Games to immortalise this little miracle of Mother Nature...      

Sunday, May 26, 2013

Anita from Palermo

Sgigora Anita from Palermo who was waiting for Il Suo Marito, her husband in her native Italian, not much interested in the Anne Frank House but willing, grudgingly that is, to allow her Marito his time inside while she passed a boring time outside waiting impatiently...

I guess a bit of free entertainment watching that stupid Dutch streetseller doing his little presentation in halting Italian was at least some way of passing a boring time waiting for the aforementioned hubby...

In the end the free entertainment turned into twelve Euros for three games and some interesting bladibladibla about Puavre Moi's trips around the globe, be it in halting Italian, remember?

Thanks for posing and buying my games Anita and also for helping me with my halting Italian, some day I will be fluent in that beautifull Lingua of yours...or so I hope.

Wednesday, May 22, 2013

Recycling thin paper

spray cans and acrylics on thin paper I found in the street...I guess it keeps the city cleaners happy when I drag all that crap up the stairs of my crappy old house here in my beloved Mokum, recycling it into colorfull artwork, or at least something that is supposed to carry that honorary title.

Tuesday, May 21, 2013

Lord Buddha on canvas

Two young fans

Two young Turkish ladies who approached me in the street outside my house while I was taking pictures of my latest Lord Buddha paintings, taking advantage of the natural light and a dull in the raining weather that has pestered my beloved Mokum these last couple of days.

Monday, May 20, 2013

The result of a rainy day in Amsterdam.

 Not much fun seeing the rain start early morning after waking up butat least I can participate in my hobbies at home, freaking around with my jars of acrylics and my paint brushes.

Pages from my sketchbook.

Thursday, May 9, 2013

Sunday, May 5, 2013

Pages from my sketchbook

About playing chess and the working classes

J. Ross: "If drink is the curse of the working classes and work is the curse of the drinking classes, then chess is the curse of the thinking classes."