Come

Be the light in you Beyond the clouds of thinking There are playgrounds With no words The sun will speak with you Of being wild and transparent Look The sun has made a boot for you And on the boot it wrote: Come.     I used to be a graphic designer and an illustrator. …

Yes It Is

I look at my last drawing. The shape in the middle feels like a heavy package with several parts, almost floating heavily in a space that seems to be organized like a room on stilts. There is night in the window and a warm light is reflected from the floor. There is something that looks…

Who Is The Free One?

It is on the longish side today and a bit psychological. I started to draw when I had a very strong pain. I held on to the act of drawing as to something that saved me from sinking in a bog of pain. I did not want to loose my humanity. I also held on…

The Blanket of Words

It looks to me at first that I have nothing to say. Then it comes to me that the balance is important. It is like a very complicated collection of so many different shapes and colors, and it all has to be in balance. What do I mean by balance? I mean that when you…

The Floating ‘I’

It has a sense of order. It has a sense of belonging (parts belong together), of keeping harmony. It has a sense of playfulness. Cleanliness. Clearly it speaks about front and back. But they are very close to each other. There is no depth here, except in the white that may go to eternity. There…

It is So Close

When I illustrated ’The Chanukah Tree’ I was in a period in my illustration in which I was very aware of every single brushstroke that I made. It had to feel a certain way. I can remember the feeling that I sought. Now imagine: How many brush strokes were there in the book and in…