Did I miss something? Already November? But why are the leaves still green? Oh, it’s so awful cold since a week I really start to worry about the harvest we can expect. But I hope, when we are asleep, at night, on the quiet, there comes a little bit of spring. Daily Painting about night spring

Nachts, wenn der Frühling kommt

Nachts, wenn der Frühling kommt, Aquarell, 17 x 12 cm

Mother’s Day in Germany. The Flower shops are happy. Why do my thoughts go to Max Ernst’s „The Blessed Virgin Chastising the Infant Jesus“? Since I was a child it’s one of my favourites, because it casts such a special light on Mother-Child-relationship. Daily Painting about the Legacy of misunderstandings

Vermächtnis von Mißverständnissen

Vermächtnis von Mißverständnissen, Buntstift auf Aquarell, 29,5 x 20,5 cm

Today I had a meeting with a publisher and we discussed the possibility of making a Daily Painting Book. But we didn’t know whether you will like the idea. So the publisher proposed to ask you. Now, would you like a Daily Painting book or not? Daily Painting about avid readers

Bücherwürmer in eindeutiger Absicht

Bücherwürmer in eindeutiger Absicht, Aquarell auf Papier und Schokolade, 29,5 x 21 cm

Sometimes luck is a funny thing: Looking for spice jars I found a complete set of 10 antique Delft porcelains jars on a flea market for next to nothing. They look wonderful but now I’m much too afraid to use them. And where to put my spices? Daily Painting about chasing a lucky pig

Dem Glücksschwein nach, so sprachen, schien es, die Gezeiten

Dem Glücksschwein nach, so sprachen, schien es, die Gezeiten, Aquarell, 8,7 x 28,5 cm