When I was a kid we had this project to paint four states of water on small cardboard, only to rediscover them some forty-five years later. I reproduced them together in oil on one canvas. A tranquil subject for a bathroom.
On a miserable day, feeling too lonely, I went to the furthest point of Hermanus. A few minutes passed and a cloud of seagulls arrived. Some, seeing no movement, went and perched on poles and had quite a discussion up there as my painting took shape.
You thought it was spices? Not this time! While the rest of the world tends to paint their houses grey, in Morocco they bring life in colour over their houses. Can you pass by without taking a photo? I decided to record it on film and then paint its opened bellies.
In a French harbour, among many big boats was this little fishing boat with a group of birds relaxing on it. This is my interpretation of the moment: us being like these birds, on a red line, thinking about our future
In one of the narrow streets of Chaouenne, I discovered that you can have all sorts of entrances: tall, small, blue or varnished, rich or less attractive. But what’s fascinating is that not one line is parallel! And some walls are built over ruins and all are covered with this blue cerulean paint, the street as well as the walls.