Three sisters from Hong Kong

Three young sisters from Hong Kong, happy customers of my Indian Games and very willing to pose for this cute photo, today at the Anne Frank House here in Amsterdam.

Rain again in Mokum

A rainy day again here in good old Mokum, so time aplenty to work on some old chaotic artwork that has been lying around for waht seems like ages, carefully stepping around it at night when I need to see the john...time aplenty freak around with my paint again and finished of old work.

Young Noëlle and her brother Sashi

Young Noëlle and her brother, Sashi, from Alabama in the good old US of A who were so friendly to keep an eye on my little street business here in Amsterdam at the world famous Anne Frank House while I was away on a sanitary break

Not finished yet

A day of rain which means finally time again to freak around with my jars of acrylic paints, my brushes, old wiand crumbled with age, stained in colrfull hues by dried paint but once again familair feeling rushing up my arms when touching them, inspiration coming easily.

The butterfly trap

I try to live my life in the present moment, wisely and earnestly, though my mind is mostly far away in time and future, seven week and counting before my next departure to that mysterious, twelve hours of flying included...

Trying hard not to fall for the butterfly trap, heading head over heels into the willing arms of yet another lady of the Thai nightlife...Asian beauties who claim to speak of righteous ways and words of love and lust...

Seven weeks and counting but hearing miss Andoo femenine voice on my cell every day around five afternoon while making such an efford to sell my Indian Games...

Yeah, seven week and counting, counting down that is, but I won't fall for the butterfly trap...or so I hope

Pages from my sketchbook.

Just some quick sketching on a piece of carton found in the street today...recycling garbage again I guess

Ben on his final day as a free man

Mister Ben from Den Bosch in the deep south of Holland and the city of my own birth, doing his round of Amsterdam on his final day/night as a free man, getting married to miss Cintia tomorrow as he proudly told me...

Hope you will still be as proud as you were today twenty years into your marriage with your betrothed Ben...you have my blessing.