Picknick im Grünen, Bleistift auf Aquarell, 18 x 22 cm
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Sometimes I feel like the death of my father was yesterday and not more than two years ago. Today is such day. This Daily Painting is for all people who lost their fathers, mothers or anybody else they loved. With special regards and lots of love
Die Schönheit der Liebe in düsteren Zeiten, Aquarell mit Bleistift, 29,5 x 20,7 cm
On the telephone pole the swallows start gathering. They sit on the cables like a Schönberg musical score. Only a few days and they will leave. It’s always sad to see them go. It’s like they take the light with them and ring in the winter. Daily Painting about migrating birds
Es kommt die Zeit, da willst du mit den Vögeln ziehen, Aquarell mit Bleistift, 14 x 23 cm
Dear Pencil, I know that you have a hard life in my studio. Every day I take you and force you to draw line after line without pause. Now I want to thank you for your efforts. I see that you are exhausted when you cry your wooden tears. Daily Painting about pencils
Die Tränen vom Bleistift, Aquarell mit Bleistift und Holzspänen, 18 x 24 cm
On some days I turn to Mrs Clouseau. Today I tried to vacuum my house – I think there is no single sock left at all. But then I laugh about myself. Sometimes I’m not a great artist, but just a little woman – good is: the way down isn’t so far. Daily Painting about littleness
Wer klein ist, fällt nicht ganz so tief, Bleistiftzeichnung, 19 x 14 cm
Today was International Day of the cat. Somehow my animals heared about that and were totally obnoxious. They stepped with dirty feet on my fresh watercolours, vomited stinky batches of something on the feet of our guests and terrorised the dogs. Who invented this day?!? Daily Painting about animals
Wie Hund und Katze, Aquarell mit Tusche und Bleistift, 17,4 x 21 cm
This morning was sunny and the day ended with rain. But my spirit went exactly vice versa, down in the morning, up in the evening. Sometimes my mind conforms to its own rules, like sand running through a mental hourglass. Daily Painting about hourglass
Tanz im körpereigenen Stundenglas, Aquarell und Bleistift, 16 x 13,5 cm
Good that it rains a little bit in these minutes. It’s so dry people start speaking about drought. I saw the little streams in the wood vanish. Good that I’m no ballett swan, it would be difficult to find a serious lake to die on. Daily Painting about swanpuddle
Manchmal muß ein Schwanentümpel reichen, Tusche und Bleistift auf Aquarell, 24 x 17 cm
Today I had an interview for a history project about the art scene in the 70s. So many words about me, about the past and about the fights we fought. Actually I love hearing myself talk, but the Daily Paintings inspired me to paint what I have to say. Daily Painting about silentness
Die geführte Farbdusche, Aquarell und Bleistift, 32 x 24 cm
Good! Our neighbour, the pastor, is back. Everytime he is away, there is a storm and a damage on the roof. I think his house doesn’t like him to be not there. I know that. My garden doesn’t like certain people. Everytime they come, it rains. Daily Painting about haunting
In meinem Habitat, da spuken manche frechen Geister, Bleistift und Pinselzeichnung, coloriert, 32 x 24 cm
