Friday March 24th, 2017

It was one of these Sunday afternoons on which there was enough to do and that nothing wanted to succeed: a piece of PHP code which would not work, the ten pixels margin that not wanted to stay put, a sentence which did not want to go well, my wireless mouse which faltered and eventually (it must have been around a quarter to two) that the entire internet stopped.
In retrospect, it seemed that must have been the moment when a history was added, that from that moment on the perfect tense has to be used for the fortunes of my friend.
Past perfect tense.
His deadline just met.
And in my sorrow, already now little smiles laugh forth a wonderful insight. That of the unshakable confidence in love. No death can beat that.

let me love you

with the ease
of when you were only just here

the matter of fact
that everything will change

the reassurance
that all will remain new

the excitement
that it will never end

have no fear
let me love you

“Love is Everything”

Thank you so much, dear Fedde.

Saturday July 25th, 2015


It was predicted by the weather services, but it seemed a false alarm. After driving around in the neighbourhood for a while the wind suddenly picked up. And we were at the right spot….

Friday July 18th, 2014


Now I thought I lived quite on the edge, but in Zwarte Haan you feel like you’re really at the end of the world…

Sunday April 20th, 2014

I have only few possessions that I truly appreciate. This is one of them: after the renewed acquaintance with an old friend and bandmate, last year, it suddenly occurred to me that presumably I’m one of the few male models ever painted by Herman Tulp who isn’t Herman Tulp himself.

The year is 1989 and Herman and I play in a band. Herman just moved to his current home and, because I own a good drill, I help him to attach the curtain rail to the ceiling. As a thank you for helping him out, I get invited to model for an illustration he has to make for the magazine “Psychologie”. And, voila, after a while he surprises me with a beautiful small painting, titled “Music Therapy”. It has been hanging in my home ever since. Our guests don’t even notice it’s a painting. Some think it’s just an awkward self-portrait I made…..
Because I know perfectly well how the painting was created and because I’m happy how Herman is doing nowadays: a tribute to the master.
25 years of music therapy… I can assure you, it didn’t change me at all.

Thursday September 5th, 2013


“Can I ask you something?” the young man said when he finally was within hearing range, “did you just secretly photograph us?”
“Well no,” I said, “not particularly, I just try to depict the beach life. I was struck by the composition and atmosphere more than the specific people who were in it.”
“Okay, it’s just, you hear some weird things nowadays, you know?”
“Sure, but don’t worry though, you and your family just nicely fit into a scene I wanted to capture.
I saw you were also busy making pictures.”
“Ah, well, that picture-making-thing is totally my wife’s thing, I suck at it. But, it’s the only way to take photos of the tree of us home.
Maybe you could take a picture of the three of us? With our camera? ”

And after having introduced ourselves we walked back to his wife and child. I photographed them with their EOS and we said goodbye.
“Wait, I’ll give you my business card with my website address. Take a look and you’ll see what I’m really looking for, here on the beach ….”

Saturday August 3rd, 2013

DSC9606-EditThis year I attend the art exposition in the Vierhuizen Church again. But this time it’s different from the other editions. Anneke and I were invited to contribute to the installation “Memento Mori” made by Cees Sillen.



Sunday June 30th, 2013

“I never could have gone through this without My Two” she said, exhausted and sad-eyed “but how are you?”

“Good enough, dear aunt” I said “and now you”ll just have to try and get used to it.”

Bye Henk …..

Tuesday May 7th, 2013


To my little friends:

I’m gonna love you like nobody’s loved you, come rain or come shine
High as a mountain deep as a river come rain or come shine
I guess when you met me it was just one of those things
But don’t ever bet me cause I’m gonna be true if you let me

You’re gonna love me like nobody’s loved me come rain or come shine
Happy together unhappy together and won’t it be fine?
Days may be cloudy or sunny
We’re in or we’re out of the money.

But I’ll love you always, I’m with you rain or shine

Rain or shine.

Saturday November 3rd, 2012

Nowadays, almost everything we do we do wireless. There are cordless telephones, wireless door chimes, wireless baby monitors, wireless light switches and we’re about to charge our batteries wireless too. No hassle with telephone cords anymore, monitor you baby-child while visiting the neighbors, check you i-phone to see who’s on your doorstep, dim the lights while hanging on the couch and, really, dry your laundry wireless!

The laundry dryer might well be considered as the first machine in the wireless era. But despite the fact that it’s 30 years old or so and widely accepted, it still isn’t available everywhere. Fortunately there are these backup systems. And I must admit, that look and feel of low-tech really has something.

Sunday October 28th, 2012

We changed Daylight Savings Time back to wintertime again.

Ahh, Summertime | And the living is easy…..


Sunday October 21st, 2012

_N7K7807The best conversations are those between people who know what things are called and those who know how you do them. Paulus Schäfer explaines at the front door, after the workshop he gave on the Groningen Guitar Festival, where to put your fingers. He doesn’t care if you’d call it a third inversion of an Am7. ‘No no, just move that finger one up. You hear?’
Gypsy Jazz…..

Sunday September 23rd, 2012

_N7K7261As where I usually go from an attractive sky and search for a suitable landscape,  Gerald Schuil went here especially to paint the foreground. “I had already finished the sky, which I painted lately near Termuntenzijl but it began to rain so hard that I had to stop.” “This location is nice to finish the painting”, he declared from ‘my place’ on the dike.

His work is indeed beautiful. But today it was for me very beautiful above the horizon. Well then, I just do the firmament today, as a reminder for Gerald to what he didn’t paint…..


Saturday September 15th, 2012


The last summer came to an end.
Ripe apples fall from the tree
in the circle of loose soil.
And instead of a familiar look aside
I just stare from the kitchen window
into my garden.

Tuesday July 24th, 2012

_N7K0481In the morning it’s still good. But when the sun gets just a bit too bright she gets up and waggles to the only spot of shadow, in front of the printer, next to my monitor. And when she’s awake, she looks at me with dreamy eyes and says: ‘ZZZsummer, one more time. Would you please close the curtains and let me go back to sleep?’

Well then, I just do that.

Sunday May 13th, 2012

_DSC3779Well, there seemed to be. The reason hereto: a reunion. A flock of about a hundred reuniticians landed over here. From all corners old Kruisweg-inhabitants found their way ‘home’. After lunch they could ‘chill out and hang around’ in our little village. Many stories about ‘who lived where’ and ‘what did they do when’. And all memories were supported by small signs with pictures of how it used to be in the olden days. An idea of Popko van der Ploeg.

In short, Kruisweg buzzed all day. Just like a sunny Saturday in the big city…


Saturday May 5th, 2012

_DSC3186Earlier today the goalhitters of CVVB4Bier prevailed in the championship match against FC LEO. Our boys managed to beat the opposing team with 5 hits and only two goals against, which led to a burst of frenzied joy. As the name of the team (consisting mainly of friends) suggests the party was already initiated on the field with alcoholic refreshments……

Thus Philip Bloemendal could have said it. Well, sports photography: an art. Later more on my Facebook page.

Friday February 3rd, 2012

_DSC0091At last, a bit of winter atmosphere. I found Mother Nature to be quite confused lately, but apparently she had a little surprise to make it up.
Hmm, now I am confused.

Merry Christmas and a happy new year!