The ball pit. The most kaleidoscopic place in the playground. Where I as a kid could drown myself in between the colours of the rainbow, the balls were soft enough to throw at other kids and an enthusiastic dive didn't end in a hospital trip. In conclusion, a paradise where you can get lost in your own thoughts, ideas and silly temper tantrums.
Exhibition visuals
Going back to my design roots, sometimes...
An ode to the Frikandel
They are my favourite snack and it will forever shine at the Lowlands Festival
SMOOTH BRAIN SCRIBBLES
When my brain is smooth I start to scribble.
TRASH HAS VALUE
I collect pictures of trash, get inspired and get strangely attached to it....
bodystamp
What is a stamp? What isn't a stamp? Is everything a stamp? Am I a stamp?
vastgenageld
sometimes I want to peel off my own skin. But everyone wants that, right?
ILLUSTRATING
When the time is right I pick up some brushes.
