Dit is ‘landschap’ in zijn essentie. Het groene gras, de haast oneindig ver lijkende horizon, de blauwe lucht met de witte wolken. Klassieker kan haast niet. Een eenvoudig driekleurenpalet. Het is zomer in Zeeland (Sint-Maartensdijk).
Een silhouet in het centrum van de stad Gent, Vlaanderen, België. Eens was zij het bestuurlijke centrum van Europa in de vroege 16e eeuw. Nu is zij nog steeds een prachtige en vooral goed bestuurde stad. Het is stil op deze vroege ochtend in januari. Er is geen mens op straat.
This window in Cádiz breathes karma. I like this colour palette with the carmine red window, black bars, pastel yellow wall, and the greys with the fine line of golden sapphire. Clean, safe and secure in the quietness of siesta time.
Bibliography
Kruf, J. (2018) Cádiz Window [fine art print]. Breda: Private collection.
With snow and rain on our December paths and lanes, this summer shade is a hope for better days. You can almost sense the warm breeze.
Bibliography
Kruf, J. (2021) Summer Shade [fine art print]. Breda: Private collection.
The sunlight tells the story of election day (for a new Dutch parliament) through the stained glass window. It seems to be a sign from above. Suddenly and unexpectedly, the pattern appeared on the wall while enjoying my coffee in the company of my son-in-law and one of my grandsons.
Could the fuzzy pattern be a metaphor for the results on this day? I thought. What is it trying to say to me? Which story is written here? Anyway, the scattered colours lead to a range of personal reflections about the state and future of our society and Nature, this on the morning after the (impressive) day before. The pattern has some mysticism in it. And beauty.
Bibliography
Kruf, J. (2023) Reflections [metal print]. Breda: Private collection.
Kruf Huyssons 